#personal story

[africanmorning]

*Knee of my pants tears*

Me: Clearly the only logical course of action is to create an embroidery pattern of Master Chief by hand on graph paper, cut up an old curtain, and use modified cross-stitch through two layers of fabric to put John Halo Himself on my otherwise crappy pair of jeans.

Bad photo of the pattern I made in case anyone else wants it (I might try to digitize it later, Idk):

#embroidery #mending #cross stitch #halo art #master chief #personal story #crafts #embroidery pattern #cross stitch pattern #upcycle #i guess but i don't like the term 'upcycle' for reasons #anyway the thought process was that cross stitch and sashiko are basically the same thing right? #so why not patch with cross stitch #so labor intensive but my only regret is that i didn't do this on a pair of pants that fit me better

[ao3-shenanigans]

Personal story I want to send into the void:

I went to visit friends in my small conservative hometown for the holidays and whilst in the local Barns and Nobel (the centerpiece of our dying mall) a person told me: “I like your sweater!”

I said: “thanks! I like your hat!” I had seen it was a beanie with a pin on it, though I could not make out the pin.

The person said: thanks! And somehow managed to incorporate a very smooth limp wrist (💅) into the gesture and we went back to browsing happily

My sweater I should note, is the ugliest, most oversized, thrifted knitted thing ever- garish purple and green on dark blue. I like it for a lot of reasons but tonight especially so for causing this interaction

I was later shifting through the D&D books and chatting with my friend about the campaign I’m running when the person from before comes up excitedly to mention that they too have run the same campaign (Curse of Strahd)!

We struck it off talking about home brew elements and different story arcs as one tends to do; I think they might’ve been flirting and I’m a little dense to see it

It didn’t go anywhere but they introduced themselves as Rebecca (if I heard right)

And Rebecca, if you see this- thanks; you made my night, it was really nice to see other queer nerds out here

I hope your dnd scheduling issues clear up soon and you can get a real good game in

#I hope this reaches you in the void out here somewhere #I hope I heard your name right too #was lovely to meet you #I did see your pin in the end- a cat taking over the globe #it was very cool #ao3 shenanigans #personal story #not fanfiction #dnd #curse of strahd #barns and noble #queer story

[reality-detective]

A brief write up of my personal story. 👇

I haven't been lucky in life with getting my way, I've worked hard for everything including vehicles for myself since I got divorced in 2013 and then it got worse, I lost everything. I had 2 Harley Davidsons, a 1976 FLH shovelhead and a 1990 Ultra Classic, I had a 2010 Ford Edge and a nice house with an in ground pool (16' x 32') and a hot tub. I lost it all.

I had health issues in 2015 which damn near killed me. I continued on a downward spiral with depression and anxiety, the feeling of worthlessness, it seemed as if my life was out of control. I fell into the BIG pharma scam and walked out of an intensive care unit where I spent 2 weeks in and 3 weeks out of an ICU hospital stay with 16 different prescriptions and half were psych meds.

I fell as far as one could fall, I was contemplating suicide and then in the twinkling of an eye my life changed, I went cold turkey on all medications but one. My head lost the fogginess and I was able to think.

I went through my Dark Knight of the Soul which wasn't easy, It took me a couple of years to get through that, but I gotta say Q and having Trump as president shook me awake even more as I watched all this unfold while I fought my own demons.

I have totally regrouped my physical, mental and spiritual well-being. I'm not ashamed of the path I took because now it all makes sense and validates where I am today.

I have a small circle of friends but the ones I do have are rock solid brothers and sisters from another mother and that includes the comrades I have met from different countries throughout this war. I have excellent connections in the Netherlands, Germany, Georgia (the country), the UK, and Australia.

Anyway the point of my story is to just share more of my personal struggles, my experience, where I'm at and where I'm going. This IS a spiritual war, this IS biblical and this IS historical. It's the greatest time ever to be alive.

My life has turned a complete 180° although I don't have anyone special to share my life with I feel it is still complete, I'm happy, I have another motorcycle and a nice vehicle, a roof over my head and the blessings just keep coming. Throughout all the shit this old soul has been through I will say this: "It doesn't matter what material bullshit you have in life it's not going to make you happy if you don't have yourself. If you lose yourself, you have nothing, even if you have everything."

- My name is Terry, I was banned from Fakebook, I had a Twitter account for 6 months before being tossed off there. I had a Tumblr account for years until Trump was elected, then I was deactivated, opened another account/deactivated, so I opened another account... Boom 💥 deactivated a again. So I opened a 4th account only to be booted again but I fought them this time. As that battle continued for 8-10 months. Meanwhile I opened a 5th account which is what I use here. 10 months later I won the battle to get my 4th account reactivated which is called constantly-deactivated (now my backup account.)

Stay positive, never surrender and for God's sake... "TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF" Don't ever lose yourself, self care is important especially NOW.

We're nearing the end of this show and remember... 👇

Never give up on yourself, keep climbing thos stairs. 🤔

I care deeply about humanity surviving, you have no idea what you really are. You are the universe, seriously 💫

I Love you all. 💜

#pay attention #educate yourselves #educate yourself #knowledge is power #reeducate yourself #reeducate yourselves #think about it #think for yourselves #think for yourself #do your homework #do some research #do your own research #ask yourself questions #question everything #personal story #me #my writing #love #peace

[bird-brained-biz]

A personal story at the pumpkin patch I work at [ pop up, not all year ]

#personal biz #personal story #short story #comic art

[felixcloud6288]

Lately, I've been way more hungry than usual. And I can tell it's not stress or boredom cause I genuinely want to eat food and seek out particular things rather than just snacking on whatever garbage I can find.

It got to the point where I decided to look into potential reasons a person's appetite might increase and ...

I think I might just be experiencing a normal sense of hunger.

Tumblr, you're ruining me. First you made me enjoy interacting with people, then you made me want to talk about myself, and now you're making me want to enjoy eating.

#tumblr #tw depression #tumblr is going to make me fat #I have leftovers I need to finish first #but I'm going to try getting back into cooking meals and post them #original post #personal story

[nice-profession-mechanic]

A friend started playing GW2 and now i get to relive the personal story through the eyes of someone so completely uncommitted to the story that we get to enjoy such stuff at:

Sylvari Personal Story:

Player character: This prophetic dream contained a terrible monster that I can only assume is a metaphor for the evil in the world.

Caith: Yeah, nah. That guy is real, he looks exactly like that. Thanks for the assist, he was very confused how psychic unborn children helped kick his ass.

Player character: OK, well...what about the mysterious unkillable green knight in my prophetic dream?

Caith: That guy is also just a guy, he's over there. Kick his ass, he's very much killable.

Player character: So you're telling me prophecies aren't real?

Caith: Nah, yeah. They're real, you just happened to dream about really specific things that are one to one how they appear outside of the dream.

#guild wars 2 #gw2 #sylvari #personal story #threhearn's wild hunt was to free orr of the undead #your wild hunt is a 20-minute distraction cause all the other good wild hunts had already been claimed before you were born

[4bec]

“Please drive fast”

Illustration of my Oc Dylan ✨

#illustration #original character #digital art #ocs #i think they’re silly #drawing #art #oc #personal story

[mikiusol]

Sometimes fanfiction is a love letter to a story and sometimes it's just raging hate mail to the author disguised as a story. But at the end of the day stories really do make a difference to someone. No matter the medium.

One of my favourite fanfictions was published when I was three, and I found it over a decade later after reading the book that inspired it. Reading that fanfiction after was like being hugged by someone I've never met, across time and space. I left a comment under a username I no longer use, and the person who wrote the fanfiction will probably never read it.

A book I read when I was 10 devastated me. I couldn't comprehend the ending. It took me years to realise that the protagonist had to die - there was no other way he could've survived hypothermia, and that sometimes things just end. I think it was my first time realising that bad endings happen in life. That book didn't shy away from telling that to children. The plain, hard truth was there for me to see.

When I was 11, I was rushing back to class after recess but I visited the library for a quick book loan. I didn't actually have a title in mind. But I wanted to read anyways, so I grabbed a random book. Fast forward a few weeks later, and I was reading another book written by the same author. I liked it even more than the first one I had found. Four years later, I drew fanart for it and the author replied to it. It made me so happy I didn't shut up about it for days. Fast forward another two years, and now I've gotten at least two people to read the same book. I've met people online from Italy and France who've read the same book as a child and loved it too.

I still love every story I mentioned. I'm rambling and it's late at night but I've been thinking a lot about stories lately. School's starting again soon and I don't want to go, but I've been thinking of a fanfiction I've been following for the past couple of months and it keeps me going. I really do think that stories are here for us to enjoy and carry with us through hard times. Don't be afraid to write whatever story you have in mind, no matter it be fanfiction or a novel you want to publish. Writing has always been here. Whatever you write will never be the worst someone has read.

#rambling #Every author who's book I've read: Thank you. #neil gaiman you made me cry so bad #cassie beasley i love you #piers torday you're on thin ice #but thank you too #fanfiction #stories #ao3 #archive of our own #personal story #im tired and its late at night so goodnight

[africanmorning]

Just remembered that when I was a kid I was torn between wanting my body donated to science when I died or buried whole so future archaeologists could dig me up to learn about 21st century people. I was going to write a diary explaining daily life and everything. I can't believe adult me has forgotten all of the important questions. Why did I stop actively aspiring to be a corpse in a museum.

#personal story #archaeology #science

[beneaththefloorboards]

To my fellow lesbians: I have found something even more lonely than the experience of being around your friends while they're all talking about men.

Let me tell you what happened

I never expected to experience this, as I am the only lesbian I know and while I have plenty of sapphic friends, none of them have ever been in a serious relationship with a woman. That in itself makes me feel quite isolated. But the other day I went to this event that I was so excited for, you see: it was a ball!! A real gothic/victorian/dark academia esque ball in an old art museum with classical music and ballroom dancing!! I was beyond excited and it was a perfect evening, and my heart was elated when I saw how many wlw were there attending... until I realised they were all there as couples.

Except for a few friend groups I was the only single lesbian.

In a room full of wlw couples.

And my heart was so torn. I was so happy for them, for a lot of them were much younger than me and to think that they already knew who they were and were able to date freely (unlike I who repressed my sexuality until I was 23). But I was also hit by this enormous wave of sadness. Of loneliness.

And I wanted to share this story here because, again, I am the only lesbian I know. And I doubt my friends will understand exactly the feeling I was feeling that day. Of being in a room full of people who share your experience for the first time, but at the same time feeling so lonely because you repressed who you are for so long and so you're suddenly overcome with so much longing and jealousy and regret 🖤💀

#personal story #lesbian #wlw #gothic aesthetic #melancholic #lesbian loneliness #lesbian yearning #sapphic yearning #ramblings

[detransition]

from tightbra

My mother supported me when I explained my dysphoria and intention to transition. One day though, she asked me a vital question. She asked me why I had to be a boy. “What will you be able to do as a boy, that you can’t do now? Why do you need people to see you as a boy? What is the difference between a boy and a girl?” 

At the time, I interpreted it as transphobia, due to old age and ignorance. I dismissed the questions, assuming that she was too dense to understand my struggle. What I realized later though, was that those questions were valid, and had to be answered if I were to continue with my transition. I needed to understand why I felt the way I did.

After two years of introspection, therapy, and learning, I found the answers I needed.

What will you be able to do as a boy, that you can’t do now? Live, free from the oppression inevitably tied to being female.

Why do you need people to see you as a boy? I don’t. I need people to see me as a person. An individual. A whole.

What is the difference between a boy and a girl? Nothing, not really. The only difference is in how we’re perceived and treated.

What I learned was that there is nothing wrong with me, or the way I was born. Rather, it was a problem with society: the way they viewed me, and all women.

14 year old me didn’t want to be a woman. I wanted to be a person. Only now, years later, have I come to understand that women are people, we are individuals, we are whole. Despite the way society pushes us down and demands we wither.

thinking of detransition? you are not alone

#ftmtf #detransition #detrans #1st #personal story #actuallydetrans #actually detrans

[toreii]

Rollo Flamme Personal Story 1

“…So Easygoing”

Part 2

Noble Bell College - Bell Tower Interior

Rollo: “Hmm…it’s getting a little colder. Moreover, the sunrise is slower day by day.”

Rollo: “Hehehe…this time of year is good. The time spent dealing with foolish students’ gossiping is also short.”

Rollo: “Let’s finish what needs to be done before everyone wakes up again today.”

Rollo: “…Besides, I can’t stand being found by those annoying guys.”

Noble Bell College - Bell Tower Upstairs

*tok, tok, tok*

Rollo: “HEY, BE QUIET! You damn gargoyles.”

Rollo: “It’s so undignified jumping around so excitedly. Why can’t they be a bit more obedient?”

*tok, tok, tok!*

Rollo: “Yeah, I’ll take care of you guys next holiday. I can’t bear to abandon what I started.”

Rollo: “If you understand, go somewhere else. I have an important job to do.”

*tok, tok, tok*

Rollo: “…Did they finally leave? They’re really annoying.”

Rollo: “The fact that they’re powered by magic is horrifying, but the noise…”

Rollo: “If it weren’t for the presence that protects the bell tower, I would have ignored those lumps of stone.”

Rollo: “…Don’t you think so, Bell of Salvation?”

Rollo: “Hehe. It’s really beautiful today, too.”

Rollo: “How great it would be if everyone was like you.”

Rollo: “It rings when it should ring, and is silent when it should be silent. Nothing is so true and certain.”

Rollo: “…Ah. The sun will rise soon.”

Rollo: “Let’s finish cleaning up before the bell ringer comes.”

Rollo: “Please, let me hear your beautiful sound again today. Bell of Salvation.”

To be continued…

#twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst spoilers #rollo flamme #twst rollo #personal story #translations not 100% accurate

[emma-is-swaggy-and-epic]

An artistic rendition of an experience i had in animal jam when i was 12

Ngl i'm surprised i still have a screenshot of what my old AJ avatar looked like

I only ever played the mobile version, play wild, because i didn't have a computer and didn't know the original existed. I remember i only played as an arctic wolf because all DA KOOL KIDZZZ were doing it (...and also i didn't know what my favorite animal was, this was before i decided to make bunnies my entire personality)

#artists on tumblr #art #digital art #digital illustration #shitpost #shitposting #meme #jokes #funny #animal jam #animal jam play wild #kids mmo #childrens mmo #online games #random memory #random memories #nostalgia #this is what happens when a 12 year old with undiagnosed anxiety plays an online game #comic #personal story

[felixcloud6288]

When Big Bang Theory was at its height, everyone I knew who watched the show kept comparing me to Sheldon. At one point, I wrote a short paper about my annoyance over it for a class assignment. The teacher gave me an A with a note saying "Well written, but I don't see how that could happen." Less than a week later, I said something that made someone make the comparison and the whole class started calling me Sheldon.

The look of shock on the teacher's face as they saw it happen live...

#big bang theory #sheldon #personal story #original post

[1988-fiend]

A Tale of my fellow Funko for all who believe in little Fangirl miracles…

So a few weeks ago I was shopping with my bestie when I said “Hey can we stop into Hot Topic?” Because after all the gorgeous hype with pre sales and my mutuals, I wanted to at least catch a glimpse of IF this lovely Marvel Man had even made it to the shelves.

Oh he had all right! AND he was on sale! $10

So for a #treatyoself moment I went to check out and gave the lady my phone number for rewards (for the three to four times I might be in a HT annually) Then a Christmas/Holiday miracle happened.

Cashier Lady: “Oh! You have a ten dollar credit.”

Me: 😳

Her: 😀

My friend beside me (who thought I was aware of this and thus why I wanted to step in the store) 👍🏻

The store: *ambient noises as my brain tries to compute*

Me: ☝🏻😳 (thinking in order to use said credit I’d have to buy something else to validate it) “May I—? May I use it on him?”

Cashier Lady; “Yes of course!!”

Me; “You’re sure?”

Cashier Lady; “Yep!”

Me; *lets out a muppet noise of fangirl happiness that catches the attention of other employees—for they know the call of the fangirl*

Store; 🥹❤️🙌🏻

Me; “Do I owe you anything? Like for tax?”

Cashier Lady; “Nope!” 😀

My Friend; 🎉

Me; *thanks everyone profusely as I leave the store giggling in awe and triumph* 😭😭😭

Morale of the story (for me) not all wealth is gold 🌹

💓💓💓THE END💓💓💓

#daredevil #Funko pop #lucky #mine #personal story #adventure #matt murdock #i love him so much #AND HE WAS ON SALE #1988-fiend