i break stuff. ๐ฅค
effortlessly ruining everything. ๐ฎ
i have words, and i use them very well. ๐๏ธ
clammy hands. ๐ค
meat fiddle. ๐ฅฉ๐ป
unicorn of the sea. ๐
spent like 2 hours with my therapist yesterday afternoon and talked about shit I'd never said out loud to another human. had dinner with the fam then crashed out for 12 fucking hours. im not carrying that load anymore, and it feels fanfuckingtastic
it sounds like extra silly when i like say this shit but im totally feeling better. i can calm myself down and work through my stupid, unnecessary anxiety.
man, ive been going about this all wrong. things can only get to me if i let them.
i was doing so well and then idk what happened but i lost my focus. but it's ok!! i figured it out
@bonerhitler may i suggest a hot pad tethered to you somehow? like a lighter leash but for a silicone/hot pad item? every day when you get ready for work, you put on this tool belt--kinda like batman--and it has ur spatula, leashed hot pads (one for each side), some tasting spoons, a threek