Call me Kakiri! --28 // Afab-Genderfluid//Married//Demi I enjoy writing with my wife: Cumulonimbun. Want to get to know me, just ask. I'll talk, just extremely shy of oversharing. I'm an open book that requires a spell, a request if you would. I'm incredibly fluffy and adoring - and I just mean what I say... I'm that Tsundere short shrimp with a romantic diary of poems. Writing tag: octoberain
Height: 5'1 (Human,) 6'0 (werewolf) 5'0 at the shoulder (modified black long haired shepherd built like a wolf)
Surrender date: 9 years
Reason: Ineptitude in School, Lycanthropy
Current age: 22 years
Physical health: Prime - old injuries stable - capable of surges of extra strength - poor lung capacity - Superior capabilities plus sustained control during high pain threshold and shift trigger
Phase: Home Deployment - NYPD - Terminated - Missing
Operations: 1 Vital intervention, 1 Dental augmentation (titanium + nanobot living film), 2 spinal surgeries (Rest is Classified)
Foster System: Aged out
Current plan: Redeployment or Sale/auction to high-dollar Mercenary brokers
Diagnosis: Inconclusive (No benefits imparted, not enough data to determine PTSD or other fallout from Event 415)
Notes: Pain threshold testing yielded frost on glass. Further testing scheduled upon re-containment.
mornin' Y'all.Quite a few of you are on the mind- hope you are all having a well holiday. Keep up the good work- any work is good work- and eat enough so that you can play hard. *fluffs* anywho - I'm gonna go fight excel BYEEEEEEEEE *blonde city girl flare squeal*
What I want to say: “I apologize for forgetting, some of my conditions cause pretty bad memory loss. I try my best to stay organized but sometimes things slip through the cracks. I’m sorry about not remembering that.”
What I actually say: “sorry my brain is like a filing cabinet with a rat living in it”
Perfectionism is not your friend. It’s rooted in the fear that what you do won’t be good enough. It’s over-valuing others’ opinion of you and your work.
Perfectionism leaves you paralyzed, waiting for the perfect conditions so you know it’s safe to act. Unfortunately, if you’re waiting for the perfect conditions, you may wait for the rest of your life.
If you can learn to fall in love with the process, rather than the product, you’ll be free to chase your passions unrestrained. Don’t let perfectionism keep you from moving. After all, you can’t steer a parked car.