Raysofharmony - ⧼ ˒ The Stingray Sys! ˒ ⧽

can we have tv dramas set in college please. fucking nothing happens in hs man. now im in college and my friend got chased by feral hogs a week ago in the woods and its like the 5th craziest thing to happen this week

Comfort eating is not immoral. Stress eating is not immoral. Binge eating is not immoral. Overeating is not immoral.

Weight gain and eating are not immoral.

Have put off making this post bc I don’t want ppl I genuinely like and agree with on a regular basis to think I’m trashing them on like a personal level just bc I feel pretty strongly about this but I will say I’ve seen an uptick on “Jesse killed himself in Alaska” takes and headcanons and I just have to say that you are all staggeringly astonishingly incorrect like maybe yeah if we take him out of the context of the narrative he lives in which is structured like a narrative and contains overarching themes and character arcs and we all pretend that Breaking Bad is real and that New Mexico is a real place you can go to then sure, yeah, somebody in his situation might very well kill themselves. But if there are any lessons meant to be imparted to the audience by the trajectory of Jesse’s character arc, they are “endless self recrimination and self harm are actually not conducive to becoming a better person” and “letting other people decide the trajectory of your life for you is a bad decision in and of itself” and you might as well dice these themes up and melt them in a bathtub of hydrochloric acid if Jesse commits suicide post El Camino. To say that Jesse commits suicide is to take Walter White’s lying, deflated ass at face value when he tells Jesse that he could never make it on his own, that he needs Walt piloting his life for him, that he ever needed Walt more than Walt needed him, that he couldn’t possibly survive on the strength of his own merits and willpower. But he already did! He already did, in both BrBa and El Camino, and that’s what gives him the strength to go on, is just knowing that he can! And he will!

disabled people who do not directly "contribute" to society and need large amounts of care and resources to survive deserve not only to survive but to have comfort, stability, and fun within their lives while they do. no compromises.

I think that it's really important for people to realize that being disabled is traumatic. genuinely. your body and brain feel like they are breaking down and wrong. you are in constant heavy stress from stuff like chronic pain. most disabled people i know have a somewhat regular emotional break down from the trauma of it all. and we are expected to just smile through it by society, to not be in the way, to not be an issue.

Hugs. All the hugs.

so. my wife came downstairs just as i took a bite out of the remaining half red onion on the counter. literally within seconds of just getting away with it. i looked at her, and she looked at me, and we both sat there a moment, all frozen, before she said babs, what the fuck. i tried to say i can explain but it came out as or corn explorn because such was the onion in my mouth that there was no room for words. its honestly a miracle that she understood me at all. at least, i'm assuming that she understood me because she did let me get my bearings for a few moments. a smarter man would've used that time to think up a good lie, but instead i just chewed as fast as i could because i knew i was gonna have to tell a whopper and i really wanted to be able to use big words again.

big words are instrumental to telling a whopper.

anyway, i totally ran out of time. i barely got my first swallow of onion in before she said well?, and i did at least have an empty mouth to match my empty head. but also i had no lies. so i looked her dead in the face, opened my mouth and waited, every bit as curious as her, to hear what excuse my mouth was gonna come up with.

im pregnant, said my mouth.

great job, mouth, said my brain.

mmmmm onion, said my mouth.

better you than me, said my wife.

then she went upstairs. it has been two hours she still refuses to kiss me. im devastated. im shook. im crying a little, i think.

(but that might just be the onion.)

the worst part about ocd and ocd-like tendencies is that you think hyper-analyzing your thoughts and constantly psychoanalyzing yourself will fix you but that's actually part of the disorder. it's the disorder. disordering.