^ From a therapist-friend, in case any in-therapy-friends ever worry about this.
Also good to keep THIS SHIT in mind:
You can have a favorite in the primaries, and even make a passionate case for your favorite, without drilling down on why the other candidates are monsters. You really truly can.
Getting the negativity out of politics starts right here, with us. Make your candidate’s case by praising the fuck outta what they’ve done and what they’re standing for.
If you tell someone to ‘not’ think about something, what’re they gonna do? Think about it. Campaigning by telling people who not to vote for is not going to work. Frankly, I don’t even think that trying to make your point by ‘comparing’ the candidates works. There’s enough info out there. You only have finite time to interact with people. Use every goddamned second to praise the ever loving fuck out of the things you like about your candidate. Make the connections for how your candidate will have an impact on their life. I once talked to a gal who’d never voted in her life. She was wearing scrubs, so I told her that hey the DFL has been pushing for safe staffing levels for health care providers, wouldn’t that make her life better? So she said that we could count on her vote.
when freud said bisexuality is what happens when you dont fully develop a brain he was right and im proof
Freud is a lil bitch, my idiocy doesn’t have nothing to do with bisexuality and all to do with my own hubris
@pinpirorin ur tags are a blessing
reminder that 30 isn’t old, it’s very normal to not accomplish everything in your 20s, and that it is never too late to learn that thing you’ve always wanted to learn. you’re always growing. that’s a good thing.
some glo ups aint covered in make up and dipped in coconut oil. some are cold and wet in a strange way. some glo ups force you to throw away parts of yourself that no longer fit - no matter how long you’ve had them they. must. go. some glo ups leave you lonelier - wiser - but isolated. some glo ups are private.
Your purpose in life is not to love yourself but to love being yourself.
If you goal is to love yourself, then your focus is directed inward toward yourself, and you end up constantly watching yourself from the outside, disconnected, trying to summon the “correct” feelings towards yourself or fashion yourself into something you can approve of.
If your goal is to love being yourself, then your focus is directed outward towards life, on living and making decisions based on what brings you pleasure and fulfillment.
Be the subject, not the object. It doesn’t matter what you think of yourself. You are experiencing life. Life is not experiencing you.
Thank you this is the first post about self love that hasn’t made me want to throw things
prehistoric burials make me really emotional because people go “it’s natural to only think of yourself to get ahead! people who don’t do anything shouldn’t be a part of society! back in caveman days they would have died!”
but there is archaeological proof that this is wrong. That even at our most “primitive” we cared about the well being of others.
like Shanindar 1. Shanindar 1 is a neanderthal from 35,000 to 45,000 years ago who was buried with many others in Shanindar Cave, Israel. At this point in time we had not yet developed settlements. Shanindar 1 was part of a nomadic hunter-gatherer group.
Shanindar 1 was severely disabled. From his skeleton we can gather the following
- At a young age he had suffered a blow to the face which left him blind in one eye
- He had significant hearing loss from birth deformities. One ear canal was completely blocked, while the other was only mostly blocked.
- His right, and probably dominant, arm was withered, fractured, and the bottom half amputated.
- He had a limp, possibly from a degenerative disease.
If you believe that it’s only natural to abandon the weak he should have been left to die instead of drain the group’s resources. Someone like that would have needed assistance for his entire life. He would have slowed the group down with his limp. His sensory impairments meant he would require help to spot and defend himself from predators. His arm meant he couldn’t hunt or build.
He lived well into his 40s. For a neanderthal of that era he would be considered old. His group decided that they would help him survive not because he brought anything to the group, but because he was still a person who mattered to them. Even at the end of his life he wasn’t abandoned; he was buried with dozens of others.