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smimon · 3 months
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okay i know you probably have enough drawing ideas for giant k but i just had this idea invade me.
you know how in snow white (not just the disney version) she pushes together the beds and sleeps on like 3 or more of them sideways? anyway giant k sleeping on 3 beds pushed together. and now i'm just picturing giant k as snow white and everyone else as the various dwarves
Ohoho big brain!!! 👀👀👀 Big brain. I love this idea so much and not just because Snow White is my favourite fairy tale hdjsbdbdfh
Thank you!!! Of course I have to draw it and not just once, let's make it into a comic! Let's gooo
Giant K series #16: once upon a time, in a land far, far away...
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To be continued 😉
#thank you so much 🧡 i was rotating it in my head all this time#sorry it took so long 🙇 (it will take even longer because im planning a continuation)#i did some math and looks like this princess needs at least 4 beds#and there is never enough ideas for giant k 🥺 i feel so moved that people care enough to come up with new stuff for this little series 🙏#thank you#ask#hazzybat#i based them specifically on the 7 Zwerge movie series because the dwarves are average sized men there do you get it#this ask made me rewatch the first movie and it is still so good hdjdhbshdh can i explain who is who? of course i can this is my blog#mikke is tschakko because to me there is some tschakko quality to him. even more so than jere for some reason#and he can carry his cameras in those bags#jesse is brummboss because he's the manager#lärvinen as cookie because if Käärijä has a friend who runs a cooking show then i am making a use of this knowledge#jaakko as sunny because he has this cheerful energy. allu as cloudy because he's always so cool. jukka as speedy because he's a polite fella#häärijä is bubi. the mascot the childish man the little menace#and securityman as ralphie because they are built similar i guess#yee#giant k series#käärijä#rpf#art by op#my art#fanart#also when i watched the movie as a child i always felt so sad about ralphie being constantly rejected#and this might have influenced the way i write giants up to this day. now look. this has come full circle#🥹
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Always loved this bit from Jer's show
Always love a Jerry in a sweater moment too
That is a huggable sweater; you just wanna give him a tight, snuggly bundle
Jer is such a huggable little precious pie; it's uncanny how adorable and huggable he is...why it's witchcraaaaft, wicked witchcraaaaft...
Thank you @lovejl12 for finding this photo 🧡❤️💙
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estebanbicon · 2 years
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awww, elena spreading that bavarian dialect 🥺
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er1chartmann · 2 months
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Erich Hartmann
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These are some facts and curiosities about Erich Hartmann:
He was born on 19 April 1922.
His  father was a respected physician who had been a doctor in the Army in the First War, and his mother was a licensed pilot.
He  began his military training on 1 October 1940 at the 10th Flying Regiment in Neukuhren. On 1 March 1941, he progressed to the Luftkriegsschule 2 in Berlin-Gatow.
On 10 October 1942 Hartmann joined his first unit, the 7th Staffel of the III Gruppe of Jagdgeschwader 52 engaged on the Eastern Front against the Soviet Union.
In this period, due to his young age and his boyish face, he was nicknamed "Bubi" ("little boy" in German).
 Hartmann practised diligently and adopted a new credo which he passed on to other young pilots: "Fly with your head, not with your muscles."
He  flew his first combat mission on 14 October 1942.
In his first year of operational service, Hartmann felt a distinct lack of respect towards Soviet pilots.
A great expert in air combat and master of the "hit and run" tactic, Hartmann shot down 260 fighters out of a record total of 352 planes, including seven US P-51 Mustangs.
He found Hitler a little disappointing, although very interested in the war at the front and extremely well informed on events.
He flew 1,404 combat missions and participated in aerial combat on 825 separate occasions.
He was never shot down or forced to land due to enemy fire.
He died on September 20, 1993.
Sources:
Wikipedia: Erich Hartmann
Military Wiki: Erich Hartmann
His final interview.
I DON'T SUPPORT NAZISM,FASCISM OR ZIONISM IN ANY WAY, THIS IS AN EDUCATIONAL POST
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theo-vi · 7 months
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quick little comic i made for a friend of bubi finding q!mouse
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tinyfantasminha · 9 months
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(jack's card below)
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WHAT THE UFUJCCJKJKJKJKXVCJKNVXCNJK8&*v&78XC
HE GOT HIS TIDDIES AND ABS OUT LIKE NO ONES BUSINESS
I'VE BEEN DREAMING OF THIS DAY MY WHOLELIFE
EVERYBODY GO HOME. THIS IS THE JACK CARD EVER. EVEN IF ITS A R IDC IDCCCCCC
WHATTT HE HELLLLLLL I CAN SEE HIS BELLYBUTTON AND HIS 6-PACK AND BABABHBHADBNFDSHJBHJDSHFJDFDSHJ**(*9GDS78GSD7GDSG7D8SGSDSJKNJKDSGJKSS????????!?!?!?!?JDFJGDFGDF
FINALLY. FINALLY WE GET A FULL VIEW OF HIS BADONKAS HIS BUBIES HIS TIBBIES HIS CHONKAHONKAS
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AHNNDHJSNHJSDNHJDSNJHGDSNJGNJSDGJNSD?!?!?!?!?!? FULL VIEW OF HIS FOREHEAD ONCE AGAIN WTFF
THE LITTLE HEADBAND!!
AND HES WEARING BLACK NAIL POLISH TO COMPLETELE THAT CUNTY LOOK
IM KISSING HIM. IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM IM KISSING HIM HIS GRIN AND THE LITTLE FANGIE. IM DEAD IM DEAD
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terrence-silver · 3 months
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What are some nicknames that Terry would give to his baby girl? Or to his baby boy? 💙🩷
God, why do I imagine Terry Silver having a son called John so he can have someone he can affectionately call Johnny irregardless if him and Kreese (the original Johnny, if you will) are currently on good terms or not?
During the best of days and the very worst, Terry's vulnerable, complicated, undying soft spot for John Kreese is still there to the degree he attaches his friend's nickname to his own son even if not much else knows the context behind all of this --- just who John was. I'd take it one step further and it leaves me pondering if Johnny-boy is a possibility where endearments are concerned? Could be, yeah. A teasing possibility, when Terry is in a fun-loving, mischievous, impish mood. Maybe when he wants to dish out some discipline and authority and he gives his kid that unblinking look of his all while reminding his son that he's still, in fact, a boy. Then again, we can just as likely attach the -boy suffix to any name under the sun. Imagine Terry with a son named after himself who he also nicknamed Terry-boy is an equally hilarious prospect. Is Junior far-fetched for someone so hellbent on legacy?
In equal measure, I imagine nicknames like Champ being very prominent for a boy.
Oh, because everything needs to associate Terry with victory and being number one.
Or for example, Terry calling his son Kiddo no matter if he's a toddler or a middle aged man in his own right; a nickname that is just as likely for a girl. Unisex and universal, that one. Totally independent of one's age too.
And speaking of daughters in particular, for some reason, I can very vividly envision Terry calling his daughter, on the other hand, something like Bubi which can be closest in translation to 'little one' or 'beloved child' in Americanized Yiddish and doing so very openly and prominently to the degree it might just be more utilized than her actual name. Just like with -boy suffix for sons on the other hand, when sassing his daughter or being in the mood to dish out some authority, it somehow feels right that Terry's eyebrows would shoot up as his lips purse and coil into a quirky, sarcastic smile while he refers to his daughter as Missy / Little Missy and the older she gets, the funnier and more gleeful it becomes for him. Pure cliche, but that's why it's so hilarious in his eyes. Darling and sweetheart are just as likely to be used for scolding, affection and very serious, poignant conversations alike.
(It is also possible, on a less fluffier final note, that Terry utilizes some good, old mirroring and flat out referring to his daughter as any variation of Doll, Dollie or Dollface because decades ago, John Kreese just so happened to call, his girlfriend, Betsy like that; so, food for thought.)
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eumeliafeu · 2 months
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Does anyone else want Bubi/Connor(CDawgVA for those who don't know) to be on the QSMP? Think of the lore he and Mousey could do, think of him interact with other Japanese speakers(bc he quite literally lives in Japan and speaks Japanese quite fluently). Just think about it. I think I'd be so much fun if they at some time add him as I think he'd add quite a bit due to both his voice acting abilities and also depending on what type of character he plays(he could straight up bring out Bubi because he's already kinda done it once before or even play more like himself) and I think I'd be fun to see how he interacts with everyone due to the distinctions between British/Welsh culture and Japanese culture and to see them mix if even just a little. Also, he literally sometimes(I'm not sure if it's just when drunk or also when sober as I haven't come across it yet) cusses or yells in Japanese and I'd love to see the reaction of the other creators. I think he'd have some cool or funny dynamics and I'd really love to see it. Also, I totally hope that we get not only more Korean members but also Japanese members(not 100% if Chinese creators living in China would work out as I live in the US and DAMN is it hard to find non-propagandized information. Still, if possible I would also love to have them and if not even Chinese creators who live in other countries but primarily speak in Chinese on stream would also be nice :D) Either way, GIVE ME MORE CREATORS SO I CAN SQUISH THEM AND GIVE THEM SO MUCH LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also, a very warm welcome to both of the Korean creators :D! I hadn't made a post about either of them yet so I just thought I put that here after talking about wanting new creators and we have just gotten new creators. This was all over the place but it's whatever, that's generally how my brain works.
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Erich Hartmann (1922 - 1993)
The most successful fighter pilot in history. In the span of 3 years, Erich "Bubi" Hartmann shot down 352 enemy aircraft.
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Erich spend a part of his childhood in China, when things got too politically dangerous, his family moved back to Germany. His mother was one of the first women to pursue flying on glider planes and she often took Erich with him, igniting his love for flying.
After graduating school in 1940, he immediately joined the Luftwaffe and started training as a fighter pilot. In October 1942 he was sent to the Eastern Front, joining the war. Young and impulsive as he was, he didn´t stick to the rules at his first enemy encounter, resulting in a crashed plane. He was assigned as Rottenflieger of Walter Krupinski, another young but already experienced and successful fighter pilot who managed to teach Erich that working as a team is crucial for success and survival.
Within a year he shot down 90 victories, before being shot down himself, but managing to escape Soviet imprisonment.
Im March 1944 he shot down his 200th victory, by August his 300th.
In late 1944 he was pulled from the Eastern Front to train on the revolutionary new jet fighter Me-262, but in March 1945 he returned to his Geschwader. He declined Adolf Gallands offer to joing JV 44. On the day of the capitulation, 8th May 1945, he shot down his final victory, number 352.
He had the chance to espace to southern Germany but he refused to leave his comrades and the fleeing civilians behind. They started towards the German border on foot and surrendered themselves to US soldiers, but where handed over to the Russians. [There is an interesting comparison to Hans Ulrich Rudel (the most successful Stuka pilot) who also surrendered to Americans who were also supposed to hand him over to the Soviets but refused.]
Erich Hartmann, just 23 years old at the time, was sentenced to 20 years of hard labour under the accusation of war crimes (these "crimes" entailing destroying russian airplanes). Not being allowed a proper trial, there was little he could do to defend himself. He was shifted around to several labour camps (gulags).
During the endless interogations, the Russians tried to get all information about the Me-262, but Hartmann didn´t cooperate. In order to break him, they tried to extort him by not giving him the letters his wife, Ursula, wrote him. She faithfully wrote him everyday. In one of those letters, Hartmann learned that his son had died. But he did not break and he never lost hope.
After more than 10 years, Erich Hartmann was one of the last PoWs to return to Germany, to his wife.
He joined the Luftwaffe in 1956, not because he truly wanted to but because he felt like he had no other option. Erich had always wanted to become a doctor like his brother but all he knew was being a soldier, a pilot.
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After his death he was cleared of all war crime accussations.
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Happy "I've been in my pajamas all day and feel like a mush person" Saturday
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Jerry - Don't Give Up the Ship
Lookin like the adorable elementary kid taking their first school photo that he is
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b1mbodoll · 2 months
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NONCON OMORASHI W PUPPY!JAKE BABY PLEASE YOU ARE INSANE 😵‍💫😵‍💫 need him to fill me up soso badly
(ive been reading all of your little hybrid thoughts lately and omg let me kiss you bubi im in love w you n your pretty brain especially when you mentioned the barbed dick i- 🫠🫠)
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hehehe :D m crazy im fucking crazy!!!!! ur so real for this though 😞 puppy jake can do whatever he wants to me idgaf!!!!!!
i’m glad you’ve been enjoyin my hybrid posts 💞💞 they have been plaguing my little brain for too long!!!!! go ahead n kiss me i <3 smooches 🥰 n omg . barbed cock jay… i have so many thoughts abt noncon with him, i wish everything i wanted to write just wrote itself for me 😞 why must i put forth the energy n work to make it all make sense 😞
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sallyastral · 9 months
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aaaaa just looked through ur blog and i live for ur chaiflower content 😭😭 do u perhaps have more headcanons for them that you could share…
Oh my gosh, hi!! Thank you so much for your kind words, really, it means a lot to me aha! I genuinely didn't expect them shsjdj
Now that I think about it, I may have some more headcanons...
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Before becoming a couple, Miles and Pav were those typical friends you'd never expect to see together because "nahh they're just good friends!"
Everyone was so sure Miles was going to end up with Gwen (before she got with Hobie) or even with Margo, while Pavitr already had a girlfriend
When they actually got together no one took them seriously for the above reasons
"Nah mate, you've got to be joking right" - Hobie, after seeing Miles and Pavitr kiss
But then it became pretty clear to everyone else it wasn't a joke and it was really serious
Miles and Pavitr always insist to have missions together
They have different love languages
Pavitr loves both words of affirmations and body language, and he's a biiig fan of PDA. He loves holding hands or interwining them with Miles', or putting an arm around his shoulder, neck, waist...
Wrote some love poems for Miles, who still has them and reads them before going to bed
He has some god tier rizz
Miles isn't that big on PDA, but loves holding hands with Pavitr in public or kissing his cheeks
When they're alone he's all for cuddles and affection
As for flirting or words of affirmation...
This man is absolutely terrible
But makes it up with small actions and gifts!
He leaves small papers with romantic words around the Society for Pav, brings him food, draws sketches, buys him little souvenirs from Brooklyn
Miles even made a whole painting of Pavitr on a wall in Brooklyn for his birthday
They use pet names ehe
Pet names Miles uses for Pavitr: Pavi, Pav, amor ("love"), guapo ("handsome"), ricitos ("small curls" because of the curly hair y'know), papi (...daddy)
Pet names Pavitr uses for Miles: MiMi, babu ("love"), balaam ("sweetheart"), bubi (don't ask where this came from, it's something a friend of mine suggested), babe, boy, sexy
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And here we are! They're not all but I am saving them for next posts ahah
Thank you so much for requesting and feel free to request more!!
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sohannabarberaesque · 3 months
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Postcards from Snagglepuss
California Ahoy!
ABOARD THE DIVER'S DELIGHT WITH PETER POTAMUS' MAGIC DIVERS SOMEWHERE BETWEEN THE US VIRGIN ISLANDS AND LA JOLLA, CA: The lure of Santa Catalina Island--as in Avalon Bay, their annual Uncerwater Cleanup, even! What could seem even more irresistable, especially when you have some in the Catalina diving confraternity still recalling when Peter Potamus and Lippy the Lion unearthed from the sea bed of Avalon Harbour an old iron bed frame several years back during the Underwater Cleanup?
"And they're probably still wondering how it got into Avalon Bay, to begin with!" Lippy remarked when I brought up that pre-pandemic episode, adding "And it just seemed odd that me and Peter managed to so stumble upon it!"
Yet even then, the Diver's Delight's flight path from Charlotte Amalie, the Virgin Islands' capital city, to the Magic Divers' home base at a secluded cove near La Jolla, was bound to cross a decent part of northern Mexico, rather close to the border even ... which, once we crossed the Gulf of Mexico, seemed a little stunning. Especially when we managed to fly over Copper Canyon (Barranca del Cobre), said to be a serious rival to the Grand Canyon for sheer spectacle (and Huckleberry Hound was pointing out where he read somewhere that Copper Canyon was twice as deep as the Grand Canyon).
Before the flyover, Peter gave a little ginger talk of sorts to us explaining the significance of the return to Avalon Bay: "It's not quite in the Character Convocation vein, mind you, but I just thought we as make up the Magic Divers, and our guests (I assume you know who you are), might want to show the world something, as if the odd diving coach assignment at summer camps wasn't interesting enough an inducement!"
Whereupon Peter's mobile went off; it was Top Cat calling from Hollywood, and he was dropping word that he might be having his clowder over to Catalina over the Underwater Cleanup weekend.
"I assume the Catalina Diving Clowder will be welcoming you, as usual."
"Peter, Peter, who else?"
"The Hair Bear Bunch will be along as well."
"THEM?" (You could sense TC was incredulous.) "Now that'll be a rather interesting meeting, imagine, my own clowder--Benny, Chooch, Fancy-Fancy, Brain, Spook and, naturally, yours truly--crossing paths with Hair, Square and Bubi! And you wonder how cats and bears could get along, to begin with!"
(Off on the sidelines, Hair Bear couldn't resist sharing a few fantasy opportunities to imagine a shindig with TC and clowder, not to mention the Catalina Diving Clowder.)
"At any rate, TC, we'll see you on The Magic Isle--"
Before long, "Bubbles," the ever-effervescent leader of the Catalina Diving Clowder, sent a text message to Peter indicating that same would also be in on the Underwater Cleanup of Avalon Harbour. The which had Peter remarking "Now THAT's going to be an interesting underwater cleanup!"
Little did he sense that Copper Canyon was coming up and into overhead view.
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mi-rae07 · 1 year
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Choi San : When In Rome
Pairing : Choi San (Ateez) and named character (Park Sunhee)
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A/n : inspired by the song “Souvenir” by Selena Gomez.
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San thanked the waiter before walking out of the café while holding the bread and coffee, looking around the streets of Rome in order to find his wife who had wanted to wait outside while he bought their afternoon snack. He smiled as he noticed Sunhee on the other side of the lane, crouched down while talking to a child who was holding out a flower to her. Sunhee smiled as she nodded at the child, making the child giggle happily and place the small rose over sunhee's hair. She smiled at the child and ruffled the child's hair as the child waved at her and ran away to his mother.
San couldn't help but stand there and admire his wife's beauty. Her tanned skin, her beautiful smile that he never wanted gone and her almond colored eyes that glowed when her eyes landed on him. Fuck, she was so pretty to him.
Sunhee ran across the road to san, stopping right in front of him as she said, touching the rose placed against her ear
Sunhee : bub, look at this. Don't you think the rose is pretty?
San : you're prettier.
Sunhee : aish, you little romantic. Gimme the bread, I'm starving.
San chuckled and gave a bread to his wife, opening the sauce as well and handing it to her before taking a bread for himself as well. Sunhee hummed as she took a bite of the bread and looped her arm around san's, resting her head on his shoulder as they started slowly walking towards their hotel.
Sunhee : did the waiter know English, sannie?
San : why? Can't I speak Italian?
Sunhee : your Italian sounds like some alien language bubie, I'm so sorry.
San pouted and looked away as sunhee cooed and tucked a strand of hair behind san's ear
Sunhee : you're adorable.
San : and you're beautiful.
Sunhee : what if I was an earthworm, would you still consider me beautiful?
San laughed and took a bite of his bread before saying
San : then I'd have to reconsider.
Sunhee smacked san on the shoulder as he laughed and took the last bite of his bread before throwing the cover into a nearby trash can. He opened the coffee and started sipping on it, smiling at how good it tasted. He felt sunhee inhale deeply and lean more against him while walking, looking around with a small smile.
San : do you like this place, rome?
Sunhee : it's beautiful, it feels like heaven. But then again, that must be because you're here with me. But like…I like Rome, yes.
San : you've always wanted to come here for our honeymoon, ever since we started dating.
Sunhee : mm, at this point I feel like I agreed to marrying you so that I could come here with you.
San : then maybe we should divorce after the trip and then marry again just to come back here.
Sunhee chuckled and nodded
Sunhee : mm, sounds very fun.
San : you know? Marrying you was the best decision I made.
Sunhee looked at san with dreamy eyes, smiling as she whispered
Sunhee : marrying you was a decision I didn't even have to make because who wouldn't marry you.
San : simp.
Sunhee : for you.
San giggled as the both of them entered the hotel, sunhee pressing the lift as it opened. The lifts closed as sunhee looked around, the sand interior of the expensive hotel coming into view, the green grasses lush against the wall. Sunhee hummed as she was pushed against the lift wall, san's arms trapping her between the transparent walls as he kissed her.
Sunhee : mm.
San pulled back, breathing heavily as he whispered with hazy eyes
San : don't push me away, please.
Sunhee : just fucking kiss me.
San smirked and kissed her, lifting her up as he walked to their hotel room. Sunhee wrapped her arms around san's neck as they stepped in, locking the door behind them.
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Sunhee was now laying on san's bare chest, looking at the view of Rome below them as the evening sun made it seem like everything sunhee had thought it would be, romantic, dreamy, serene. Sunhee lifted her hand and looked at the wedding ring on her ring finger, smiling as it shined against the sun.
San : do you like the ring that much?
Sunhee smiled, nuzzling against san as she whispered
Sunhee : I'm never taking it off.
San : if you do, I'll throw you off the window.
Sunhee chuckled and looked up at san, running her finger along his sharp jaw as she whispered
Sunhee : my husband.
San smiled and booped her nose with his as he whispered
San : and my wife.
Sunhee : don't ever leave me.
San frowned and said
San : I didn't put a ring on you for nothing. I wanna spend every moment of my life with you, sun-sun. I love you.
Sunhee smiled and kissed san before lying back on his chest
Sunhee : I can't wait to have a family with you.
San smiled and nuzzled his head against sunhee's blonde hair as he whispered
San : same.
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smashleestar · 1 year
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Yesterday was a really good day. Things have been going really well for myself. I’m thinking of starting my own website where I can post verses just having this tumblr. I’ll keep this but I’d like to expand.
It’s been about two weeks since I deleted Facebook and honestly I don’t miss it as much as you would think. I liked posting little comments and shared about what I was doing that day but honestly I was just getting people on there that I didn’t really want to talk to or keep in touch with that I felt like I had to keep informed and that’s just not the case.
I cried out of pure happiness last night on my ride home because for the first time in a long time I feel like I’m actually doing something with my life and you have no idea how freeing it is to be making money doing something you find joyful when you’ve been stuck for so long.
I have a meeting with the psychiatrist today. I’m really nervous because I made mention to my accompanying therapist that I wasn’t taking all of my psych meds. And she and I are both of the same opinion: I don’t need them. I’ve been functioning without them since June of last year and my behavior has been perfectly normal. Now just to convince the doctor that I don’t need all of them.
Mental health medications come with many stigmas. I definitely believe that if you are struggling to get out of a rut, if your behavior involves you lashing out or being regularly angry or sad is displeased mental health meds can definitely be an option to get you back on track. But that’s the thing, I have been functioning perfectly fine without them and there’s no need to put a chemical in your body if it’s not serving you a purpose. I still live in the mental health community homes which they may back lash and say that I need to be taking meds to live here but the fact of the matter is I have been perfectly fine without them and my therapist whom I meet with every week agrees. I have been meeting with Leigh for over five years now so she knows a good chunk of my personality. The fact that she thinks I don’t needs these meds helps me to feel better about the idea that I don’t think I need them. It felt really good to hear her say she didn’t think it was necessary for me to continue them and I hope my doctor will be just as understanding.
If he’s not, which he is liable to be dissatisfied, I’ll just continue to keep them for the time being and when my roommate and I finally find an apartment I’ll revisit the idea of going off of them completely.
It’s been hard. I think I kind of convinced myself that I needed these meds because so many people pushed me out of their lives (and my mom was such an advocate). And at times I do struggle. I find myself taking the anti-depressants because I’m nervous that I will have a day in which I really doubt myself and I just can’t get up from the covers being pulled above my head. I want to convince my doctor to keep the prescription active or talk to him about alternatives that I can take for if I really feel like I need them that day. Because there are some days (a bit like today) where I don’t want to face the world. But overall, my mental health has been really good.
Now just to convince myself that I can’t save the world.
I started working as a residential housing worker for the home that saved me five years ago and honestly it’s been the most rewarding work. But I do have a super human flaw about myself where I want to do everything I can to help these people because I’ve been there but the fact of the matter is I can’t solve everything. I paid out of my own pocket for one of the residents groceries last night because I felt so bad that he had taken stuff to the register that he wanted and he couldn’t afford it. And this was fine one time but I most certainly am not made of money.
I broke up with bubi too. And he seemed to think I was made of money as well.
Though I want to save the world and solve everyone’s money problems, I just can’t and not taking care of my own needs, and saving others all the time is just something I am not capable of. I think I feel in a way like there are just so many problems in the world that it’s up to us as a human race to fix everything that I take it upon myself to push myself to my limits to be a better person but that’s just it: I am a good person and I do do good things and I can’t save everyone.
I was really happy with bubi, I reallly felt like I had found someone who would be with me for a long time and we were together for a year and five months but him calling me names and just expecting me to get over it, and then on top him taking money from me just pushed my limits. Plus he seems to think he’s done nothing wrong and he just expects me to beg for him to come back. I guess he didn’t get the message that I’m not going to beg to be with a man. And in fact I’m better off trying to take care of myself then trying to support both him and me. Once again, I’m not a super hero, I can’t save everyone.
So it’s been about two weeks with out him or Facebook but I’m doing really well. I’m in a job that I love and I feel like I’m crushing my goals. I have until November of 2024 to find my own apartment and things seem to finally be opening up with the weather lightening up. Keep your head up!
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vimbry · 10 months
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magby is such a good little pokemon. its name in japanese is buby, it's constantly dribbling little bits of fire out of its nose and mouth, it has the lowest maximum performance in any stat out of all pokemon, and it evolves into a creature whose head is a butt
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