27 years old from Ontario, Canada. Blogger, aspiring writer, I write about life with a disability, current disability issues and wracking my brain to come with not yet posted fiction. I post anything related to disability or things I like in general SOME CONTENT MAY BE NSFW but will be tagged as such. If ya want to see what sort of music I am into just type in music in the search bar

 

krisspykrunch:

justlookingforthespnfandom:

ullarin:

kijikun:

fiftyshadesof-ofmiceandmen:

ask-rainy-water-princess:

genocidershodan:

lemonteaflower:

anxiety.

Or, you know, you could just stop saying sorry.

I take it you don’t have anxiety.

You can’t “just stop saying sorry”. You do something, something so little, like accidentally bump into someone. You feel horrible about it. Your brain starts panicking and you have trouble trying to breathe. You stutter an apology. They say it’s okay, but you accidentally do it again, and you apologize again. They just say “Aha, you can stop saying sorry.” And you feel horrible that you’ve probably made them angry or upset, so you mutter out an apology for the third stupid time, and they just say to stop saying sorry. Stop saying sorry. 

You can’t just tell someone to stop saying you’re sorry.

I want that comment on flyers so I can hang them in my school

reblogging this one for the GOOD commentary.

If you’re going to tell someone to stop saying sorry say, “You don’t have to apologize to me.” and smile. If they say sorry again just say, “You’re fine.” and keep smiling and move on. The faster the situation is resolved the faster the person with anxiety can start to calm down. Please don’t get angry at someone for saying sorry, sometimes that’s all the person feels like they can do.

I’ve always been really bad about this and as a kid I’d always do it around my parents and my mom would always say “STOP SAYING YOURE SORRY.” thank you to the helpful comment.

this is me

Disabled victims of Nazi gas chambers to be commemorated with Berlin memorial - Telegraph

Well it’s about time - considering not many people are taught about what happened to disabled people during the second world war and rise of the Nazi’s in Europe

youngbloodofsuburbia:

ricksanscrotum:

did you ever realize that you could just get up right now and start walking somewhere far far away and never come home again

that involves getting up and walking though…

and also.. legs don’t work, so there would be no walking

God I want you
in some primal, wild way
animals want each other.
Untamed and full of teeth.
God I want you,
In some chaste, Victorian way.
A glimpse of your ankle
just kills me.

kiddthemaniac:

exeptionally-ordinary:

I say that I “hate people” but really I’m just too lazy to say “My social anxiety makes me feel extremely uncomfortable and awkward around other people therefore I find it difficult to socialize with them.”

I say that I “hate life”, but really, I’m just too lazy to say “The challenges that I am currently facing, combined with my fears about the future are bringing me down, therefore I find it difficult to motivate myself.”