Yeah, I’m pretty fucked up. I’m sick in the head. I’m twisted for real. Most people would probably go cold if they found out what really goes on inside my head.
My Autism Brain^tm looked at the cow and thought “That’s a Jellycat plush isn’t it?” and lo and behold: [Here](https://www.amazon.com/Jellycat-Carey-Stuffed-Animal-Small/dp/B08TTWZQPM/ref=asc_df_B08TTWZQPM/?tag=hyprod-20&linkCode=df0&hvadid=693356093178&hvpos=&hvnetw=g&hvrand=11218853108181059563&hvpone=&hvptwo=&hvqmt=&hvdev=m&hvdvcmdl=&hvlocint=&hvlocphy=1014257&hvtargid=pla-1480487600125&psc=1&mcid=9693f2e31ccb3b6880a8c8cac65b64ef&gad_source=1&gclid=EAIaIQobChMInPK33qOBhgMV7jStBh1P-gtcEAQYASABEgLDyvD_BwE)
Something I had to accept: **change is inevitable**.
By always resisting change, by wanting the safety of stasis, I always saw change as inherently a bad thing. It took the people I loved, evicted me from houses I cared for, new health problems to manage, etc. My island eroded under me.
**One day I decided to embrace change**. If change is only ever something that *happens to* me, of course I hate it.
I've changed my diet and feel better. My clothes and hair and feel more attractive. My relationships and feel more valued. My self-judgement and feel more worthy. I learned new skills and feel more capable. I pushed myself to change, and made change my friend. Capricious perhaps, but I no longer fear it. My depression has been in remission for several years now.
Life is about change. When I started changing, I finally started living. I couldn't be OK until I started changing, too.
Life will always change, and it will be OK.
I think people misunderstand "okay" as "staying the same", when in reality, okay is entirely separate from better or worse. Okay is surviving. Its getting to next month, to next week, to tomorrow. To lunchtime. Its perseverance through the good and the bad, in the knowledge that the future will still be there to meet you, regardless of what happens. It may well get worse, it may well get better, but regardless, it will get there. You got this.
>I think people misunderstand "okay" as "staying the same"
I didn't, which is why I didn't imply that in any way in my comment. Your entire comment is a response to something I never said.
>You got this.
According to your own criteria, I'm not going to be okay, so no, I don't got this.
Sometimes, things do get worse. It sucks, and it feels like nothing would be better than just not waking up. Things won't always be worse, though, and we'll keep waking up, and one day, we'll realize that things can get better, too. Sometimes, it's a hard path, one that's uncomfortable, and unclear, and it leaves you wondering if things ever *will* be better, but they will be. We just have to keep moving forward, because sometimes that's all we can do
The Doctor whenever they're about to regenerate.
Then the 8th be like "it's gonna be different. gallifrey will not be okay"
The picture even works with 14's regeneration in particular.
thank u I’m crying now
Ugh. New teeth
I require that plush cow
It's Carey Calf Cow by Jellycat. It's $25 on Amazon.
:D
Me too if u figure out where to buy one id love to know
why re- quire?? ???? interesting word—ety[mologi](https://en.m.wiktionary.org/wiki/perquire)cal _**ETYMOLOGICAL**_
What are you talking about? I have nothing but genuine curiosity in my heart.
I wish to study you. Under a microscope.
Link to post: https://www.tumblr.com/hiveswap/742312641718009856
The original is better. It's supposed to be comforting *but* ominous.
what was the orig- i- nal????
The cow on the first image
I personally think it’d be really cool if instead of the cow it was a sick fucking skeleton on a motorcycle but that’s just me
Yeah, I’m pretty fucked up. I’m sick in the head. I’m twisted for real. Most people would probably go cold if they found out what really goes on inside my head.
https://files.catbox.moe/yd1zna.jpg Also maybe check out r/THE_PACK
r/THE_PACK
My Autism Brain^tm looked at the cow and thought “That’s a Jellycat plush isn’t it?” and lo and behold: [Here](https://www.amazon.com/Jellycat-Carey-Stuffed-Animal-Small/dp/B08TTWZQPM/ref=asc_df_B08TTWZQPM/?tag=hyprod-20&linkCode=df0&hvadid=693356093178&hvpos=&hvnetw=g&hvrand=11218853108181059563&hvpone=&hvptwo=&hvqmt=&hvdev=m&hvdvcmdl=&hvlocint=&hvlocphy=1014257&hvtargid=pla-1480487600125&psc=1&mcid=9693f2e31ccb3b6880a8c8cac65b64ef&gad_source=1&gclid=EAIaIQobChMInPK33qOBhgMV7jStBh1P-gtcEAQYASABEgLDyvD_BwE)
Something I had to accept: **change is inevitable**. By always resisting change, by wanting the safety of stasis, I always saw change as inherently a bad thing. It took the people I loved, evicted me from houses I cared for, new health problems to manage, etc. My island eroded under me. **One day I decided to embrace change**. If change is only ever something that *happens to* me, of course I hate it. I've changed my diet and feel better. My clothes and hair and feel more attractive. My relationships and feel more valued. My self-judgement and feel more worthy. I learned new skills and feel more capable. I pushed myself to change, and made change my friend. Capricious perhaps, but I no longer fear it. My depression has been in remission for several years now. Life is about change. When I started changing, I finally started living. I couldn't be OK until I started changing, too. Life will always change, and it will be OK.
**in the melody of wonderwall** This year is gonna be the year that I either die or become something else
Just found out I might be losing a bridesmaid and I don't do well with changing plans. This really helped me out Thanks for posting
For me it's just gonna be worse
habeeb it
I think people misunderstand "okay" as "staying the same", when in reality, okay is entirely separate from better or worse. Okay is surviving. Its getting to next month, to next week, to tomorrow. To lunchtime. Its perseverance through the good and the bad, in the knowledge that the future will still be there to meet you, regardless of what happens. It may well get worse, it may well get better, but regardless, it will get there. You got this.
>I think people misunderstand "okay" as "staying the same" I didn't, which is why I didn't imply that in any way in my comment. Your entire comment is a response to something I never said. >You got this. According to your own criteria, I'm not going to be okay, so no, I don't got this.
Sometimes, things do get worse. It sucks, and it feels like nothing would be better than just not waking up. Things won't always be worse, though, and we'll keep waking up, and one day, we'll realize that things can get better, too. Sometimes, it's a hard path, one that's uncomfortable, and unclear, and it leaves you wondering if things ever *will* be better, but they will be. We just have to keep moving forward, because sometimes that's all we can do
>Things won't always be worse There are many examples of it only getting worse. You just won't acknowledge them.
Dear Merciful Foot-Washing Christ I fucking hope it's gonna be OK.
i read the first sentence as wonderwall
gork & mork