Krav jr is like “I’m going to sleep smack dab in the middle of the bed. Or I’m sleeping directly on your feet. Either way, I control your bed experience.”
I’m stuck in a thought loop of thinking I’m a good writer and loving every inch of my work and, thus, not wanting to change it. Versus convincing myself this is something only amateurs do. I, myself, cannot possibly be satisfied with or know what’s best for my work because I have the author’s natural bias. Therefore, only other people know best and all of their words are facts. But every time I’m faced with others, it kills me because of how much I don’t want to change. I automatically feel like a failure because I like what I’ve got. But I can’t like it because that’s the job of a fool and I cannot be a fool because that means professional failure and creative disgrace, especially when you want to build a career out of something like this.
I don’t know how to navigate this other than kill your darlings, throw everything away, and start again. Or give up entirely. I think I’m hopeless to be honest
tumblr has trapped me on your blog @therizinotfuckingthere the button is gone and pressing the mangnifier takes me to the top what spell did you cast upon me
I got to throw tea in the Boston harbor though!!! Just as the founding fathers intended!!! (It was caffeine free because caffeine is toxic to some fish species)
i legitimately feel trapped. I want to be able to drive places and have freedom but the fear is so debilitating that I get panicky just thinking about it. And no one will help. They just tell me that I have to drive myself or else I’ll be a burden as if I don’t fucking know that. I don’t need to be told the consequences of my actions I need help!!! Stop guilting me for not doing things!!! Help me do them!!! Or is it that you want me to be dependent on you so there’s always someone to laugh at so you can boost your own goddamn ego?
i don’t rly believe in demons or karma or past lives but if they are real I must have been a horrible person to deserve this hell. I am trapped by my demon of a mother and I can’t escape. I hate this so much. I’ll never be free.