#i’m so unqualified to give advice i think so take everything i say w a grain of salt

[cocksuki2]

this isn’t anime related (I apologize) but i need a bit of advice? idk but yk how hard it is to get a job especially in this day and age right. well my dad keeps pressuring me to get one when I’m literally disabled (deaf + autistic) and I’ve also told him that i am not mentally ready to have one but he’s not listening😭. i have severe anxiety, always paranoid, horrible sleeping issues, and scared of everything & everyone. i have no experience in the work field but he wants to hook me up to work $9 an hour when that’s literally like pocket change. not even $16 an hour like my sister is making. ((now with this monkey pox going around??? yea i dont even wanna step foot outside rn))

idk what to do, do you have any advice on how i should go about it? i cant bring it up w/o an argument happening. sorry if you’re uncomfortable with answering this ask😭you can just delete it or ignore it😞

hello hello!!!!

i honestly don't think im equipped to give advice when it comes to this, especially since it seems you and i have very different ways of coping with things. i also don't deal with a disability that affects how i interact with the world, so i feel VERY underqualified to give any advice at all about this.

my best suggestion would be to come to a middle ground of sorts with him. speaking from my own personal experience with an anxiety disorder (so pls take this with the largest grain of salt possible since it is very likely that u and i interact with the world in very different ways), i found that getting a job and putting myself into the workforce was the best way to get over the hump of not feeling prepared. it kinda forced me to be like "alright, this is how the world is regardless of my own shit that i have going on" which is kind of a shitty thing but at the same time it was very rewarding for me personally.

the best place to start getting experience is to just jump right in and try and get that experience wherever you can, yk? and while you deserve to be paid at least minimum wage where you are (in my state it is 15 an hour), its good that your dad can hook you up with a job where you might feel more comfortable. i think that if you were going to try and find that middle ground, you should maybe at least articulate that if you are going to work, you deserve to work for minimum wage at the very least and that you at least want that if you're not going to have much of a choice in the matter.

that being said, the way we interact with the world is probably very different and i can see where the apprehension that you're feeling about entering the workforce might be coming from. it can be a really unforgiving and difficult place. the fact of the matter is that in this capitalistic nightmare we live in, work is a necessity for adults and your dad is probably just trying to look out for you the only way he knows how (I'm assuming).

however, if you are not ready, maybe try having a conversation with him about how you can get ready instead of just saying no, yk? bc as adults, we all gotta work at some point to support ourselves (im assuming once again abt your situation, sorry). a good way to avoid a blow-out argument would be to show that it's not that you don't want to work but rather that you feel unprepared to go in as you are now and might need a little time and extra assistance to learn what to expect for someone with your life experiences.

again, i feel woefully unqualified to give this advice, but i at least hope that it can offer some clarity and a little comfort in knowing that there are many people who don't feel ready to enter the workforce, including me when i first started working. i hope that you work out a solution that works for you and that things begin to improve.

#cal.ask #im really sorry if this is inadequate #im not really qualified to be giving this advice but i didn't wanna leave you hanging

[fioblah]

I’m questioning my gender and I think I might be non-binary but I haven’t told my mom because my sibling already came out as non-binary and she’s supportive but also having a bit of a hard time with it and I don’t want to make it harder on her. So that’s my secret.

hey! ur alright! take your time, and don’t feel pressured to come out at any moment, it’s all on when you’re okay with it. i also totally understand not wanting to put more pressure on ur mom, but since she knows about ur sibling, maybe you could ask them on how to move forward? find some simple things y’all can do, together

#i’m so unqualified to give advice i think so take everything i say w a grain of salt #faxed to me #anon #also !! i care about anon :)

[r0h1rr1m]

rambly inception thoughts p.2

this has been kicked off, specifically, by disliking that i failed to include yusuf in this post but there’s already so much going on there re: exact limits/mechanics of imagination in dreams, how to call down projections, moral relativism, crack chara psych, and speculating on the future of ari’s career--and i explained most of it poorly anyway so it’s probably for the best!

to start with, i’ve always imagined that there’s a huge variety in the caliber/class of chemist u can hire in dreamshare. the title probably applies even to people whose capability starts and stops at sourcing base product for somnacin and/or the finished drug. the next level up can maybe mix up different kinds to standard specifications. idk how much education/training u’d need to be able to do this, bc i v much do not chemistry, but i’d bet there’s a lot of variety in ppl’s qualifications in this category, too. a standard formula might affect different ppl slightly differently, like any psychotropic drug (is that even the most sensible analogy to real-world science? idk and i don’t want to risk hours of ultimately fruitless wikipedia spiralling), but in the same vein, the variances will all probably fall within a reasonable range of the same functionality. without, like, some sort of neuro degree, probably, the most fine-tuning a chemist could do is optimize doses/known variants of the drug through trial and error in preparation for a job.

our man yusuf definitely has a high-level neuro degree

so, just like the rest of the team, yusuf is obviously a total powerhouse in his field. like i said, it must take sophisticated knowledge of brain chemistry in order to do what he did on the fischer job, as well as the same mad genius as the rest of them. (as an aside, can i just say how utterly delightful a team dynamic is “group of geniuses who surround themselves with enough people who are the same kind of batshit to normalize it”? i’m weak) and idk how someone gets famous in like neurochem but yusuf is so brilliant he was probably p well known. js imagine the comedic potential of whatever rising-star chemist meeting yusuf and js going dr. ____?! who published those completely revolutionary but completely balls-to-the-wall studies on x and then after throwing the discipline into an uproar either a) dropped off the face of the earth and is now known as smth of an urban legend/cryptid in the community or b) still corresponds w experts in the field but now about the wildest shit and ppl kind of have to mythologize/not think too hard abt the dude who walks in ppl’s heads in order not to risk js breaking everything

so yusuf knows his shit and his initial assertion that 3 levels is impossible can be trusted to carry a lot of weight. which means the fact that he proceeded to do it more than secures his place in the cast of demonstrable prodigies

now, bc this is ostensibly a continuation of a post that’s loosely focused on charas’ moralities, let’s look at the 2 parts of the movie where we most directly confront yusuf’s: his dream den and hiding the sedation from the team. i’m going with the assumption that any legitimate/legal research and application of dreamshare has been discontinued.

come yell at me for over oversimplifying, but that makes the question of the dream den seem p straight-forward. yusuf faced giving up dreamshare research (or came onto the scene after it was already illegal, which could make for some rly interesting stories abt how he would’ve found out abt it) and couldn’t, so he had to find a way to continue on his own. and since it would be in rly bad faith to assume he doesn’t have the full consent of all his test subjects, that’s js that. (i’m not going to argue abt the difference b/w ethics and morals, and i’m laughably unqualified to discuss the ethics of human experimentation anyway so moving on)

hiding the fact that the team was sedated was a major plot point and is discussed w according frequency, so i’m sure most ppl have their own opinions abt what this says abt the parties involved. i’ll readily admit that my view is heavily colored by the fact that i js plain like yusuf. he’s a likeable guy. (i’ll try not to go off on a tangent, but i know that my reasons for disliking cobb are a little unfair; it’s more about narrative structure than any of his personal failings. the fact is i have a weakness for hypercompetence, and cobb is presented as someone who used to be the best, but is no longer reliable. he shows flashes of his old brilliance running the mr. charles gambit successfully and improvising capitalizing on the appearance of fisher’s browning projection on l2, but he’s desperate enough to be untrustworthy and further, he’s untrustworthy in a way that is eminently predictable by the audience. we know from the get-go that his shade is gonna sabotage something, and it’s hard not to blame him for that. we also know from the get-go that he’s desperate enough to drag other ppl into a fool’s mission, and that he’s hiding something dangerous from arthur, who by all appearances should be the person cobb can trust, and the person to whom it’s most important to know that kind of shit. i’m not gonna pretend i anticipated that big twist in the parking garage on l1, but it makes a ton of sense in retrospect and all this makes it easy to see why cobb is so widely mistrusted/disliked by the fandom. and i went off on a tangent, whoops.)

so picking back up at yusuf is a likeable guy--he seems p friendly and easy-going and i thoroughly enjoyed every scene of him on l1. i’m gonna say a lot of his moral considerations come in the form of deciding what is or isn’t his responsibility. mbe he avoided or suitably resolved the thorny ethical question of human experimentation in the same way i kind of did: by saying that the participants agreed to it on their own and leaving it there. this kind of reasoning is how he would’ve let cobb take responsibility for sedating and then informing the team. it’s also probably how he decided to cue the kick early on l1 and make it everyone else’s problem. which i do think was the right decision! it would be absurd to suggest that this highly intelligent man’s patterns of reasoning are always questionable. but i do see a pattern.

as for the advice he’d give ari, i think a lot of this relates back to my mention in the earlier post of whether or not she could let an institution/legislation dictate her ethics to her. i’ve since decided that it’s simpler to assume the institutions are all outside the law, though, so i’m not going to think abt that anymore unless directly prompted. one thing we do know abt ari, though, in contrast to my suppositions abt yusuf, is that she has a v strong sense of responsibility. she took it upon herself to manage cobb, and she took it upon herself to save the job, fisher, saito, and cobb when it looked like everything had been ruined. thinking abt it now, this makes for further interesting contrast w arthur, whose sense of responsibility seems to revolve around personal loyalty, eames, whose sense of responsibility is acutely pragmatic, and saito, whose sense of responsibility is on the grand scale of stopping a monopoly (suitably ironic).

again, idk if i’ve rly made any kind of point, and now i want to go back and build elaborate hierarchies of skill in each job description (architect, extractor, etc) like i kind of did for chemists but, well. if u made it this far bless u, i hope u have a wonderful day. vote

#inception #yusuf #ariadne #arthur #eames #saito #if u haven't check out p.1 cus there's a lot there that i never rly expanded but am figuring out how to #running my mouth #yes absolutely #dom cobb

[the-record-columns]

Dec. 13, 2017: Column

Conley Call - always willing to give back…

By KEN WELBORN

Record Publisher

I was very saddened on Sunday morning to learn of the death of Conley Call, but was immediately consoled, as anyone who knew him would be, by the wonderful memories that came to mind about this truly remarkable man.

               From my days as a small boy when I helped my brother, Wayne, with his paper route before I was old enough to have my own; through three campaigns for Mayor of North Wilkesboro; until the last time I had a meal with Conley and Gracie and picked his amazingly sharp mind for the answer to some question or problem, Conley Call was good to me.

               It just came naturally to him.

               As an adult, I had the pleasure of working with Conley on several boards and committees and he was forever the first one there and the last one to leave.  His sense of humor was polished into a fine art, he was a great storyteller and had an expression for everything and every situation.  One that comes to mind was his oft repeated line in business meetings that "...a rising tide raises all boats."

               As one who fancies himself a storyteller, I remember being at a meeting in which I managed to work in the story about the legendary jeweler Carl W. Steele and the American Furniture whistle.  As the story goes, Carl W. was asked for the correct time every day by a young man who told him that his job included blowing the noon whistle at the furniture plant, and figured that a watchmaker would have the correct time to set his clock by.  Mr. Steele laughed as only he could and told the young man"...sure, but I set my watch by your whistle."  After a moment, Conley dryly added, "Now folks, that is the one story Kenny tells that's the truth."

               I could spend a month's worth of columns detailing the many accomplishments of Conley Call, but for all his successes in business, church involvement, civic work, and politics, it was his never ending and unqualified compassion for his fellow man that I remember best.  When called on to help, whatever the situation, he not only agreed to do his part, but seemed genuinely glad to get to.  Conley knew he had been blessed in life and was humbly thankful for it. And he was always willing to give back.

               To that end, I want to share with you just one example that helps to define the man we all knew as a father, husband, brother, grandparent, co-worker, volunteer, patriot and friend.  

               Some years ago when my children were still in middle and high school, it was my habit to be a very early riser.  I would get up in those days by 5:30 or so, get my morning paper and drive out to breakfast.  After a few cups of coffee and some eggs and bacon, I would go home, wake up my kids, and get them fed and off to school.

               One bitter cold January morning, as I had just settled in to my regular table at breakfast, I looked up and saw Conley Call and another man come into the restaurant.  They were seated at a booth close to me and it was obvious that the man with Conley had pretty much hit rock bottom, and was asking Conley for advice and help with an alcohol problem.  When their food arrived Conley prayed a blessing for their meal that would make a good devotional for us all to remember; being thankful for the good things in life, acknowledging human weaknesses and failings, and looking to God for forgiveness and guidance.

               I left that morning before Conley and the man he brought in had finished their breakfast, but I also left with a feeling that I kept in my heart from that day forward.  Here was a man--retired--who had already done his part for so many years, for so many causes and circumstances; nonetheless, out before 6 a.m., in the dead of winter to help someone in need.  In Conley Call's obituary, which is included with Jerry Lankford's story about him in today's Record, it lists some of his  many awards, accolades and achievements that we all have heard about through the years.

               Clearly, while he was a front man like no other, and loved being in the public light, that morning at the restaurant I saw a man equally as willing to quietly help a cold stranger, just because it was the right thing to do.  I am truly thankful that I was able know and work with Conley Call for all these years, and I am a better man for it.

                                                Conley Call

                                  Aug.29, 1931 -- Dec. 9, 2017

                                              Rest in Peace

    A Christmas beginning

Giving it all you have

By LAURA WELBORN

Sometimes we think the Christmas season should give us a break from tragedy, death and hard times. The magic of the season is how we push through hard times during Christmas.

               Nine years ago, on December 14, we were given a rescue Pit Bull Terrier-Boxer puppy.  I was so upset with Ken for accepting this puppy to live in an apartment downtown, so much so I refused to let the puppy in my life.  My work colleagues begged me to accept and love this puppy but I would have none of it.  Then three days later the puppy came down with Parvo, and as I rushed him to the vet, I fell in love with this dog.  I went in crying and asking them to save him without even knowing the puppy's name.  

               They gave him a 30 percent chance of making it. And, before Christmas Eve, we brought him home, just skin and bones after having fought the fight of his life as a 6-week-old puppy.

               Needless to say, "Powder," named after the movie character in "Powder," stole my heart and the heart of everyone around him.  He had to re-learn how to walk and run, and became once again a playful puppy. Powder lived every day to the fullest, almost as if he knew how close to death he came.  He tried to sit in your lap despite his 75 pounds, and loved to sit on your feet as if to say "don't move."

Fast forward nine years and again Powder is fighting for his life with a diagnosis of aggressive Lymphoma. He has gone downhill just as fast as before.  Ken will not give up on him, and I am giving him fluids under his skin since he has not been able to eat anything in two weeks.  Each morning I look at the side of my bed to see if he is still alive.

So, what makes Powder so special?  

               Powder seems to know who needs him the most and he goes to that person and latches on, especially children.  I take Powder on walks and he has taught me walking mindfulness - how to just look around me and appreciate the sun shining through the trees, the leaves falling to the ground, the wind in my face.  As I am learning the art of mindfulness, I think of Powder and how he seems to look for the best in everyone and not know a stranger.

I know we will lose Powder this Christmas season unless he defies the odds that are seriously stacked against him.  Ken refuses to give up on him and has so far won the battle to keep him alive at all costs. So, maybe I just need to appreciate that everyday Powder can be in our lives is a good one. And he still must have something left to give, just as he wants us to sit on the floor with him and hold him.

               I hope I can look back on this time and remember the joys and love this dog has given us and everyone else who has been up at our apartment.  His joy in every day, and his ability to read our emotions and try and lick our troubles away, are what I hope to keep with me.

               I will try not to be sad this Christmas at the reality of losing Powder and soak in the Christmas joy of friends, family and people in our community. I will give people the benefit of the doubt, loving in spite of feeling wronged, reaching out to others and giving life all I have to give - everyday.  When I get mad at people I hope I let it go, and just look for the light within them and myself.  

               Warren Buffett once said, "What the human being is best at doing is interpreting all new information so that their prior conclusions remain intact."  This is a tragedy, this kind of thinking.    Don't just look for data that confirms what you already know.  Be willing to be wrong.  Be willing to learn.  Be mindful, humble and teachable.  There's always room for a new idea, a new step, a new perspective . . . a new beginning.  

               Thank you Powder for reminding me what this season is all about and appreciating what people (or dogs) bring to our lives, even when they are gone.

   When Christmas isn’t the happiest season By HEATHER DEAN REPORTER/PHOTOJOURNALIST

Tis the season. All the hustle and bustle, rushing here and there, making sure everything is perfect for the gatherings that are getting ready to happen. We sing holly jolly songs, take the kids to see Santa, make plans to see family out of town, and eat enough goodies to stuff a reindeer. We giggle and snort about tacky sweater parties, and maybe we roll our eyes at those that don't share the enthusiasm of the holiday;  maybe even muttering "Scrooge" or "Grinch" under our breath.

               But…maybe they have lost their joy for a very valid reason.  It's hard sometimes to see the melancholy, past all the glitter and lights. For many people, this is a horrid time of year; reflecting on who won't be home for Christmas.  

               I would like to share with you a song that my friend Brian Brown penned about his daughter, who was the poster child for Christmas, if ever there was one. .She was named "Bria", after her father, was the only daughter, and the baby of the family. Bria suffered from asthma, but that never stopper her from enjoying all things Christmas- singing, playing in the snow, all the fun kid stuff. It was after all, her favorite holiday.

               Bria died in February 2015, after suffering an acute asthma attack at the age of 14. Christmas was never the same for Brian and his wife, or the rest of the family.

My Christmas is Gone

My Christmas is Gone/

Hard to see the blinking lights/

Tough to see the twinkling stars/

Hearing them bells ring

just opens up all the scars/

Happy families holding hands

humming holiday tunes/

I'm Scrooge in the corner

wishing it was June/

CHORUS

Please don't happy me this

please don't merry me that

cause my Christmas is gone

it ain't coming back

even if Santa's sleigh landed right here

I'd step right over them reindeer tracks he knows my Christmas is gone...it ain't coming back

yeah my Christmas is gone

it ain't coming back

This was her time of year

loved decorating the tree/

Singing those old Christmas songs; come adore on bended knee./

Everytime the snow fell

bundling up to go outside

fingers went numb

from the snowball fights/

CHORUS

I got no more silent nights

no more decking the halls/

Every day's now to be the same

behind these four blank walls/

There might be joy to the world

it just hasn't found me/

My soul's laid bare

as Charlie Brown's christmas tree

CHORUS

               Brian wrote this song, "to find a way out of the dark pit of self pity while still embracing the sadness that is so important for healing.”

               So while you’re  out there, take a moment to make eye contact with people.

               Be aware.  

               Try to be the comfort in anothers holiday grief.

               If you are the one grieving, know you are not alone.

 HOTLINE

800-273-TALK (8255)

  Christmas in Greenwood

By CARL WHITE Life in the Carolina

When it comes to the Christmas and the Holiday Season in the Carolinas, we have an abundance of opportunities to join in the celebrations and traditions.

On a trip to Greenwood, S.C., I found myself amid the perfect time to officially launch the Christmas season. It was the first weekend of December and all things Christmas were coming alive.

I arrived Thursday evening after the sun had already gone down. As I made my way to the Inn on the Square, I traveled down Main Street that is lined with more than 50 Darlington Oaks that were planted along the path of the train tracks of yesteryear. For the Christmas Season, the tree trunks are meticulously wrapped with more than the 100,000 white lights. I later witnessed the excitement of a young child as he exclaimed “That feel like traveling through a magical light forest.”

Upon checking in at The Inn On The Square, I was greeted by a happy front desk clerk and a 15-foot nicely decorated traditional Christmas Tree. This giant tree was by no means lonely, as the Inn features nine additional unique trees decorated in grand holiday fashion.  

If you are like me and enjoy the Christmas Season you are smiling now and will do so as this story progresses, however, if you are more of a Charles Dickens “Scrooge” type person, this story will give you many opportunities to say, “Bah Humbug!” That’s just fine with me, we all know what happens to you in the morning.

After a good night’s rest, Friday started off with a tasty breakfast and enjoyable visits throughout the day, I was very excited about the evening as it would start off with a grilled fish at the Carriage House and then a production of Miracle on 34th Street at the award-winning Greenwood Community Theatre.

I was especially excited to see the performance as Richard Whiting in the lead role as Kris Kringle. Over the years Richard has appeared in several roles, and he is an avid supporter of community theatre, and during most days he spends his hours as the Executive Editor of the Index-Journal.

The promotional photos of Richard in costume for the role set the hopes for a great performance. I’ve been a fan of the movie version from childhood, I watch it every year, and it’s become a tradition.

Richard’s performance was solid; his delivery as Kris Kringle and Santa Clause was entertaining and on script. Along with the entire cast they guided the audience on a nostalgic trip down memory lane. It was all I hoped it would be and I would have watched again if time had allowed.

Greenwoods official Christmas tree was set aglow Saturday evening. It was a well-attended festive event with hot chocolate, carriage rides, Santa and Mrs. Clause and the countdown to light the city tree.

I had a surprise treat during Sunday morning breakfast at the Inn. Santa and his wife were fellow diners. We had a delightful conversation about the holiday season and their enjoyment in visiting Greenwood. It seems as if the ration of good list vs. bad list leans heavily toward the good.

The Greenwood Christmas parade took place at 2:30 in the afternoon and lasted for approximately one hour and 15 minutes. Charlie Barrineau told me that around 10,000 folks attended. It was a nice parade everyone I talked with had a great time. I love our Carolina parades; they bring everyone out for a celebration of community. It’s that time when we get to see a lot of people on display who are doing their part to make our Carolinas a better place.

It was an excellent weekend and a fantastic start to the Christmas Season and well worth a repeat.

 Carl White is the executive producer and host of the award-winning syndicated TV show Carl White’s Life In the Carolinas. The weekly show is now in its eighth year of syndication and can be seen in the Charlotte viewing market on WJZY Fox 46 Saturday’s at 12:00 noon. For more on the show, visit  www.lifeinthecarolinas.com, You can email Carl White at [email protected].    

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[lenalvthor]

hey there :) first of all: you seem like a truly wonderful person and I wish you the best! And all the strength you want to have to come out to those you want to come out to :) if this doesn't make you uncomfortable: would it be okay for you to share how you knew you were bi? I'm relatively comfortable at calling myself questioning now (haha, in my head at least). I didn't really think about girls that way for my whole life and it's really confusing bc now I can't stop thinking about it. Thx! :)

hi love!! 💛

ok first of all this message had me smiling so much, you’re so sweet omg, and also I feel semi unqualified to give advice about this seeing as I only rlly came to terms with this all a few months ago but I will do my best to hopefully tell you what you need to hear! 😉💞

so I think I knew for a while that I was bi but was unwilling to admit it to myself. I joined tumblr when I was fourteen and that introduced me to this kind of environment but I didn’t really start thinking about my sexuality much until I was maybe sixteen? I was quite secure in thinking I was straight at the time - I went to quite an upper class all girls school and you kind of stuck to the status quo, especially around my first few years there and I already wasn’t white, not being straight would’ve basically been a death sentence socially and I wasn’t confident enough in myself to try and risk that. but by the time I was sixteen, I had a lot of friends both online and in real life who had come out as gay/bi and it was easier to think about it a little bit more without being terrified about the idea. eventually I kind of got to the percentage of 80% straight, 10% not and was kinda like “ya know if the right girl came along I’d be down but only the right girl ya feel like i’m still straight def not bi still straight rlly straight” 

and i kind of stayed on that path of thinking for the next couple of years, kind of becoming less straight in my online persona (i mean, there are so many hot girls on tv like srsly) but i still had a lot of white friends, mostly straight friends, a lot of religious friends and despite how open minded and progressive almost all of them were, i was just too terrified to try and admit it to myself, like alex says in supergirl, she’s scared about it being her new normal, so i still just kind of convinced myself i was straight and just broadened my percentages to 60%-40% 

a lot of other messed up shit also happened in my last few years at high school so that kind of pushed my questioning sexuality to the back burner for a little while 

i didn’t come to terms w being bi until i’d actually graduated high school - i took a year off and went traveling around the world and that trip let me let go of heaps of baggage from all the crap in high school and so once i returned home, i was kind of at a point in my life where i could figure out who i was without so much weighing on me like it had over the past few years, and it must’ve just been the universe’s timing because at around the same time, supergirl season 2 began, as did alex’s coming out arc, and that was kind of the tipping point - i was in a much better place and was now open to the idea of not being straight, and over the next month and a bit, with the help of a lot of friends i met through a supergirl group chat, i then eventually managed to identify myself as bi and got more comfortable with the idea of being with / dating girls etc etc 

and dude honestly, don’t worry, it took me a rlly long time to be able to definitively say i was bi because i was so scared of the weight of it and i spent like most of that month where i was questioning everything thinking holy shit do i like girls? honestly, in my opinion, take every second of time that you  need to be able to figure it all out. like, let yourself overthink it, figure out where you stand bc yeah, this is one of the craziest but most important things you’ll figure out about yourself. i spent seventeen, maybe eighteen years of my life perhaps only ever considering being with girls a total of once or twice, it took a lot of adjusting to try and come to terms with it and hey, i’ve only come out to like four people in my life rn! 

but you got this!!!! 💛 trust yourself, and if you wanna talk, don’t hesitate to message me XXXX

#cileme #bi tag #Anonymous