I feel so accomplished. 

Today I got all my exams for one class (of three) set up with disability services for the rest of the semester, got extensions on homework that could have absolutely murdered me because I was having technical issues and actually communicated with the teachers this time, and then DID THE HOMEWORK. ON TIME. 

Still not balanced as well as I’d like because I have other assignments I’m putting off rn so I can decompress from the day, but hey. I got things accomplished, I got them accomplished well, and this…this is what I was missing the last time. I failed two of the classes I’m taking now–one of them twice–but now I have a much better handle on my personal life and scheduling, and I’m mentally and physically in a much better place. 

There will be bad years. There will be backsliding. I still dissociate and have problems, but I am finally getting some real traction again. 

Now to add “preparing my own meals again” to the list…just in time for New Year’s! 


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onlyseptiplier:

thatonecubjon:

mechanicmuffin:

exoticwild:

andlemmekisslou:

soliloq-uy:

sakibatch:

rawritsmeep:

cheapbeeer:

i feel it in my bones, i’m on F I R E

FUCK

NO

OHMYGOD

hit the reblog so fast i think i broke my mouse

holY F U cKKKKkKKKkkkkkKKKKK 

HOLY FUCK THIS KNOCKED MY SIDEWAYS

do yourself a favor and hit play. then reblog it for all to experience.

its back on my dash yes

iopele:

inkskinned:

the older i get the more disgusted by diet culture i become.

there’s a reason it targets young girls. there’s a reason it hinges on making grown women look tiny and helpless and weak. there’s a reason that it is normalized to the extent that what is ostensibly not a healthy act is seen as being a “good” choice and something to be proud of. 

young people are just completely submerged in it. adults forget that kids pick up on fucking everything and they hear their parents and their teachers and everyone on this planet not eating red meat this week or on juice cleanses or denying denying denying themselves (”oh good for you! i’d never be able to be so well-behaved”). they learn really, really fast that “fat” is a funny, not-good, close-to-a-swear word – to the extent that my usually well-behaved five year olds will devolve into crazy giggles because i asked “pass me one of the fat markers please”. they don’t react like that to anything else, just “fat” which they know is bad/off-limits/terrible. 

and we pretend we’re so confused by obesity and by the skyrocketing eating disorder rate – a rate of diagnosed eating disorders, mind you, since disordered eating is now essential to many american eating traditions – and we blame millenials or GMOs or whatever won’t make us look a multi-billion dollar industry in the eye and realize. they literally teach us from a young age what is essentially a restriction/denial cycle that is very close to a binge cycle. they teach us “good” and “bad” and “safe” foods but don’t supply the money for us to obtain those foods (and god forbid you live in a food desert) while also selling us Magical Cures For Magical Transformations. 

and of course it works. you teach people to crash diet and lo and behold their metabolism becomes entirely dependent on your cycle of starvation/refeeding. the statistic that most people gain back the weight they lost isn’t because people are these terrible people have no self control (but they sell that idea to you, don’t they), it’s that their metabolism was trashed and the way they look at food cannot change in the span of a crash diet – if it takes someone with an eating disorder seven years to recover, we understand that, but if someone overweight gains back their lost weight it’s “a shame”. and the diet culture wins both sides, i want you to understand that. they make money of of you either way. they know that you’re gaining the weight back but fucking scrambling – they know you’ll try to buy their product because last time it worked to buy atkins or weight watchers, and they know that when you’re losing the weight, well, goddamn, you’re going to be an advertising board for them because we teach each other that this is coffee-break material, isn’t it. 

and we sell each other on it. we say, “oh this worked for me, you’ve gotta try it.” none of the people we speak to are nutritionists, but everyone on the internet has a degree in medicine, so don’t worry, if you step outside in a bikini and are not unhealthy levels of skinny (oh but it’s healthy if it’s the right kind of skinny), you will be reminded to lose weight. we keep our women running on such low levels of carbs/calories/fats that they’re permanently exhausted, weak, emotionally drained – and then we crow women are just crazy. meanwhile men get the opposite treatment that is unhealthy in a different way – the obsession with masculinity through food, of all things, that salad is “rabbit food” and that a real “man’s meal” is red meat and beer. 

and god forbid you say, “this shit is fucking predatory, it’s evil, it’s controlling people’s bodies” because you’ll get fifty-seven “okay, fatty” comments that miss the point completely, because the companies are really, really smart and they learned: if you call someone fat, you can ignore them completely. and anyone who isn’t “into dieting” is therefore fat and incapable of healthy eating. healthy eating, is of course, defined by the company – but hey! you can help that person realize they’re just a stupid/dumb/ignorant fatty. or if they’re somehow magically not fat, you can tell them, “well, one day you will be.”

and i just know. i know. this shit will continue. it always does.

fedoraharp:

carnivalofwonder:

voiceofdesert-bluffs:

warpfactornope:

bulletproofteacup:

This scene still breaks my heart each and every single time I watch it.

Azula was a terrible, horrible person. She would have set the world aflame and laughed over the broken carcass of her brother.

But she was fourteen.

She was so ruined and twisted by her childhood and by her nation, driven to insanity by the expectations placed upon her.

Azula was bad and yet I can’t help but feel so terribly sorry for her.

“I don’t have sob stories like all of you.”

SHE WAS FUCKING FOURTEEN WHAT

“My own mother….thought I was a monster.
She was right, of course, but it still hurt.”

actually, i think one of the shows strengths is that they didn’t shy away from what a horrible tragedy this was. even though she was clearly a villain and did unspeakably awful things, this scene was still framed as sad. there was no celebrating- they just look at her sadly.

the music for the battle that leads up to this moment is sad too- it’s an epic battle, visually probably one of the biggest things done in the entire series, and they could have played it with thumping, energetic, dangerous music. but instead it’s quiet and somber. because the whole scenario is heartbreaking, and they know it.

i think the fact that a kid’s show had so much respect for it’s viewers and their ability to understand the complexity of this situation is what makes avatar great.