This felt halloween-y
Ariadne: My subconscious seems polite enough.
Arthur: Ha, ha. You wait, they’ll turn ugly. No one likes to feel someone else messing around in their mind.
What makes me so happy about this is that she isn’t telling you you must love your body or that you are obligated to. She saying you have permission to. And that’s important, because there are a lot of reasons why people have trouble with self-love. But the idea that you aren’t supposed to love your body, that you aren’t allowed to for whatever reason, needs to be crushed. If you can’t love you body right now, if your body causes you pain or disphoria or distress, you aren’t required to love it. But you are ALLOWED to. You are entitled to the chance to make peace with your body, if you ever reach a point where you are ready to. No one else should be trying to stop you.
Sometimes I see or read things, and I didn’t realize that I needed them until they are two GIFs of Nicki Minaj and some amazing commentary that come across my dash and I instantly burst in to tears and feel a weight lifted off my chest.
This is so important
But on the bright side work is so good and I’m genuinely happy while I’m there and my saving for summer is coming along well also I think I’ll get on the art foundation course I’m applying to so it’s just the Monday - Friday I have to deal with
It’s not even the thought of uni and my future that makes me upset anymore it’s the thought of even just going to school in the morning like how shit is that I don’t even know why I’m bothering anymore it’s not worth feeling this bad