#YOUR HEALTH COMES FIRST
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chaoticace2005 · 5 days ago
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Politics gone to shit and want me to not exist?
Spite Mode Activated
I WILL exist. I WILL keep being who I am. I WILL be happy and successful. They want us to shut up and disappear? Nah bitch I’m here. Still here and still me.
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eternalremorse · 1 year ago
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A reminder to the HL fandom: have you drank enough water today?
No?
Go and get some - the fic can wait a couple of minutes 😉
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silvercaptain24 · 2 years ago
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I want to go out
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No
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cjoat-boost · 1 year ago
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Even if it’s a like, a comment of emojis, or queuing your reblog, or just a simple immediate reblog, heck even copy linking to share to those who would be able to pay it forward or offer resources is good; even good wishes and vibes. Whichever you have the energy and ability for greatly appreciated.
Remember, Health is important, regardless of physical, mental, or spiritual.
Hi friends. Was wondering if any of my followers can please share this gofundme.
This is my uncle, he has been homeless and struggling nearly all his life, and he has been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. The gofundme is organized by my aunt, and I have so many followers on tumblr that helped me fund my mom's surgery and my close friend Allanah's own cancer treatment, I figured I could share this here bc of my large following. I've sold my own bike to help just with some of his medication, but rn am currently struggling as I am the sole caretaker of my own disabled mother, father and younger sister. Its breaking my heart to see someone struggle like this, and I would like my uncle to have a sliver of hope. Please consider sharing, I'm begging. There's only one donation so far, and it's only 5 euro.
He has an upcoming CT scan, which in the philippines would cost around 200 usd. I know this is a very sad and scary post, but you will be helping someone in the global south improve their quality of life. Thank you so so much for reading, and please have a good day. Thank you.
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cherrym-won · 3 months ago
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I'm the same age as ni-ki. If a normal person like me has trouble sleeping and a light sleeper, and if someone wakes me up just an hour later I've slept, my whole body starts shaking and if i didn't get to sleep at all for more than 20 hours my head literally started spinning and i couldn't concentrate properly to whatever I'm doing, AND THIS IS EVEN WORSE. IMAGINE CHANGING TIME ZONES EVERY OTHER DAY WITH NO SLEEP AND WITH NON STOP WORK, DANCE PRACTICES DESPITE HAVING PROBLEM WITH THEIR HEALTHS‼️
DANCING AND SINGING FOR HOURS WITH JUST A FEW HOURS OF SLEEP ARE YOU KIDDING ME!????
AND THEY LITERALLY SAID THEY PREFER LONGER FLIGHTS JUST BECAUSE THEY GET TO SLEEP AND REST PROPERLY ON FLIGHTS!!??? NO DORM? NO BEDS? BUT ON LITERALLY FLIGHT SEATS!!??
THIS IS COMFORTABLE??? THEIR FLIGHTS IS THEIR HOME OR WHAT????
HOW CAN THEY TREAT THEIR IDOLS LIKE THEY ARE SOME KIND OF MACHINE!????
THE COMPANY OWNER IS NOT HUMAN??? TO SEE WHAT OTHER HUMAN'S ARE GOING THROUGH RIGHT NOW!!!!? OR THEY JUST DON'T CARE AT ALL????
HOW TF THEY'RE LITERALLY MAKING ANOTHER COMEBACK IN SEPTEMBER????
GIVE THEM A BREAK AT LEAST FOR 2 MONTHS WITH NO SCHEDULE NO CHANGING COUNTRIES AND NO FILMING NOT EVEN EN O'CLOCK.
‼️‼️THEY NEED BREAK‼️‼️
WE CAN WAIT FOR THEM TO RECOVER FIRST AND THEN START WORKING AGAIN.
JUST LET THEM REST IN THEIR DROM AND EVEN BETTER WITH THEIR FAMILIES WITH PROPER CARE AND MEALS. WITHOUT ANY CAMERAS, NO FILMING AT ALL.
WE DON'T WANT THEM TO SEE FAINT AGAIN ON THE STAGES OR HAVING REGULAR VISIT TO HOSPITALS. THIS IS JUST NOT RIGHT.
WHAT KIND OF INHUMAN BEHAVIOUR IT IS????
‼️‼️ENHYPEN NEED REST‼️‼️
‼️‼️GIVE THEM BREAK‼️‼️
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rocketbirdie · 5 months ago
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They are og party members in my heart <3
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study-core-101 · 7 months ago
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Friendly Reminder
DONT SACRIFICE YOUR HEALTH FOR A GRADE!!!
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theyoungprinceling · 3 months ago
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Ling frowns when it's brought up that Wonderland is a place where people shouldn't be alone. That's the second warning now. Is it really that dangerous? If so, that adds more worry toward his precious friend. He tries to ignore how oddly his heart is beating now.
"Of course. Her hair is black and usually tied up. Her eyes are dark...Oh, perhaps the best way you might be able to find her is if she's wearing her mask. It's unique. She almost always has it with her. It's rare for her not to have it."
Though he doesn't even know if Lan Fan's mask would be intact if she had a similar landing to his. She might not be as lucky as he was. It's frustrating not knowing how her wellbeing is, and twice as frustrating not knowing if she's even in Wonderland.
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Ling completely veers off course and tries to reassure himself, and by extension his companion, in the hopes that he'll tell him that the danger in Wonderland is an exaggeration.
"She's very capable of protecting herself. Trust me, you should see her. I'm so proud of her. She's very brave and strong." And she deserves so much more than being trapped in a strange world like this one. "I couldn't ask for a better bodyguard. She's the only one I have now."
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⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ A bodyguard? Is he - a royal? Is this boy a royal? Thoughts of his own bodyguard come rushing to mind and how the man is going to lay into him the minute he gets back to the Comodeen because he snuck out without him again. Revon never did care when he left on his own even if he was more than capable of doing so.
Ling describes a woman to him from what he can gather. A woman named Lan Fan with an arm of metal - like the blond boy that can't seem to ever use his proper name. If he had a bit more information, he'd be happy to look for her even he can already seen Revon frowning at him in the back of his mind. Even if he can hear Black Wind scolding him that they 'don't have time for this'.
One more life saved from turmoil is less food for Chaos and he really wishes his Other would come to understand this sooner or later.
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"Could you, tell me a bit more of what she looks like? Hair color or the like? If I have a bit of a better visual - '' He's shifting his weight as he speaks, keeping his arms crossed over his chest loosely as he does. "- I would be happy to search for her. Bodyguard or not, no one should be out in Wonderland alone."
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castielsprostate · 2 months ago
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like. it’s lovely that you’re enjoying the deadpool/wolverine shipping. but it’s still a marvel movie. i thought we were supposed to be boycotting marvel bc they have an israeli character?
hm. i already spoke about this but im just gonna be honest. you cannot deprive yourself of every. single. fucking. thing. and i am so fucking tired of policing people that are already doing shit for enjoying a single thing that isn't even involved with it.
i dont really talk a lot about what i do, because i dont think i have to justify how i live my life (something about good people dont have to brag about how good they are), but im already boycotting mcdonalds, im already boycotting starbucks, sodastream, burger king, phillips, airb&b, as much of nestle as possible, and every other company i can reasonably boycott. im donating to fundraisers and pleas for help. i donate to the pcrf. i donate to demining ukraine. i donate to greenpeace and a national cancer fund. i go to protests and demonstrations, i participate in community efforts, i share resources and fundraisers and verified information. im rallying for voters, i'm involved in my local community's green party. you dont see what i, or my friends, or other random internet users, are doing behind the scenes.
i am stretched fucking thin, my bank account is dwindling to keep up with everything. im going through insane health scares right now, chronic pain, anxiety so severe i want to fucking die, and a major chronic depressive episode to top it all off, i. am. exhausted.
you cannot deprive yourself of everything because when you do, there'll be nothing left of you. and who the fuck are you going to help then? the world is still happening, it's still turning despite the wars and genocides, despite the rising death toll of climate change, despite the threats to democracy. all we can do is put our effort where our mouth is, and take care of ourselves.
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waywardstation · 3 months ago
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One last store update! After this I will begin sending emails to a subscriber list.
You can input your email of choice for my shop newsletter into this google form here.
A quick summary of some things:
I was unable to finish orders by printing their shipping labels by today, despite what I said last week, because of health issues that had to be addressed instead.
More of my product order was messed up, had enough items to fulfill every order but I’ve been left with ZERO extra stock on a couple items to put into my shop after.
I got enough interest in the Halloween keychains and stickers so I will be making them.
Full explanations below ^^
I have now packed every single order and reviewed all of their contents. However I was unable to send them out today as at some point last week I became very unwell. I’ve been going downhill for a while but it has never gotten to this degree this fast before. I still don’t really know what caused it and so I had been unable to pack over the weekend and couldn’t get all the shipping labels printed for them today.
I will be printing these labels out and taking chunks of the orders to the post office over the next few days.
But the more I’d packed the more I’d realized more of my product order had been messed up. I had ordered extras of everything and yet some of the products that I ordered just BARELY fulfilled every order — I had to use some of the initial samples to fulfill every order but rest assured they are the exact same as the products in size and quality. I have exactly ZERO of some products left over for shop stock when I’d ordered 10-15 extra of every item (as well as TOO MANY of some less popular products that didn’t need all these extras) which sadly means a few items will not be in stock when I open the store back up. I may put discounts on the unwanted extras I received because of this.
While I would expect by default to receive the products in the quantity that I ordered, I also understand that I ordered hundreds of products all in one order, and that is only one order that is being fulfilled out of the many other orders they get daily. I myself did not count out every single product to check because of the sheer amount of everything that was ordered — I had ordered over 500 keychains alone to fulfill the preorders and the entire order has taken up a full room when all spread out. But I still did not count beforehand and would only find out once I’d run out of a certain product, so I accept this is partly my responsibility too. This should not happen again as I never expect to make an order this big again, I had only done this for shop startup, and I will be making another order to restock these products. But it’s still sad it happened.
I apologize for this and I appreciate all of your patience once again. I am explaining all of this as I believe you are owed information about what is going on seeing as you’ve put money into this, and I myself said they would all be sent out by Monday. I just want to be transparent ^^
And one last thing — many of you wanted Halloween merchandise, so I will be moving forward with that! (I’ve decided they will not be glow in the dark though, as I’d have to make every vibrant color instead transparent for the glow to come through, and I believe the designs would suffer too much without these colors)
I have ordered from this manufacturer multiple times before over the years and they’ve always gotten it right with more reasonably-sized orders, so I am confident these will not have the same problems as this preorders period has.
Thank you again very much for your support and understanding up to this point!! <3
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parisofpeoplez · 2 months ago
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After reflecting on episode 8, I don't think that the stomach cancer bit is unbelievable or out of the blue.
Constant stress actually manifests into physical condition. If you're constantly stressed for days, you will have sleep issues and gut problems. If you are stressed constantly for months, your physical health will deteriorate. If you're constantly stressed for YEARS, then it is very likely that that stress will have huge effects on the human body, resulting in some sort of an illness.
When your mind constantly produces negative thoughts, your body eventually becomes addicted to it, and that can lead to an illness of some kind.
So, the fact that Syeok-Ryu was under constant stress for years and that physically manifested into cancer is not that surprising.
And I really don't think she's gonna die, the whole thing will probably be used to explore the the relationships that she has with people around her, be it her friends or her family, in more depth. Her parents are toxic and we know that's why she didn't tell them. I'm interested to see how they will respond to the news.
I'm also keen to know why she kept this a secret from her best friends. We all know Seung-hyo will be devastated, but I'm interested to see Mo-eum's reaction.
Thank God it's Saturday tom, I'm going crazy with anticipation! A welcome change in feelings since last week I was kinda meh about the new ep releases.
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cynicalclassicist · 3 months ago
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As long as it's not a drag on your mental health and is something enjoyable. Remember, your health comes first.
OK I've slept on it, and after a lot of deliberation I've decided that I *might* be able to complete the reviews for March 1998. However, I am going to aggressively pace myself, so don't expect weekly additions to the Ko-fi. *Maybe* bi-weekly at a push, but I'm not going to hold myself to that.
I think my problem was that, even after I nominally pushed my deadlines back by several months, I was still getting in the same OCD spiral that drove me to complete the reviews in as close to six days as possible so I could keep up that constant churn. So I'm gonna... not do that.
That might help.
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montaguespades · 4 months ago
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Hey so I'm here today to say one thing: FUCK your parents.
No matter where you came from, or who they told you that you had to be, you can BE the patriarch, matriarch, or otherwise gender non-conforming guiding light of your own family, and you can do so FAR away from anyone you've ever known.
Do not let blood relation (or the lack thereof) limit you, stifle you, or gaslight you.
A community is not built by inbreeding and unquestioned loyalties to your elders, fundamentalist Christian cults are.
This is your "go no-contact" signal, your reminder that the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb; you know who you love, and you know who truly and unconditionally loves you.
Honor yourself, and honor those who remain loyal to you; snuff them out of your life when they prove themselves untrustworthy and unsafe. You deserve it.
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pollenallergie · 1 year ago
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“do the hardest task first”
no. just… no.
hot take: this doesn’t work for people with adhd (in my experience/from what i’ve heard from other people with adhd in my life). i recommend doing the easy/moderately difficult stuff first, that way you can convince yourself that it’s all going to be this easy and undemanding. then hyper-focus will kick in because your brain is like, “yeah, we can do this, we’ve got this.” then, before you know it, you’ve completed both the easy tasks and the hard tasks while hyperfocusing.
like, on a serious note, it’s always been easier for me to convince myself to get the most difficult tasks done when i’m already working/in the working frame of mind, not when i’m laying in bed or sitting on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through stuff on my phone, and struggling to start at all.
if the choice comes down to you not starting at all or starting with the easiest task first (which, for me, it often does), always, always pick starting with the easiest task first. sometimes you need a small victory, a little bit of an accomplishment, to give you the courage to take on bigger challenges.
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bleue-flora · 8 months ago
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Yo! Just noticed it’s the anniversary of when I finished my second fanfic Dreamcatcher, which is the work I actually started to lean into writing fanfiction (since my first work I really just wrote for myself before being encouraged to share it).
So, in honor of that, here is some of the original second nightmare which was actually written from Dream’s pov before I ended up changing it to Punz’s.
TRIGGER WARNINGS: Referenced Torture, Blood, Death, Injuries, Profanity.
Dream is wet and panting, in a puddle of watery red flowing into an equally crimson pond to his side, where the non diluted liquid gets thicker.
There’s white fur stuck in it as the body of a dog, slashed to bits lies there next to him. Both sitting in the despairing silence of the box.
Tears form in the corners of his eyes and his vision gets blurry, but he doesn’t let them fall. He just exhales.
Why does everything die around him? Why does everything he dare to care a smidge about get taken from him?
As if to follow his thoughts, the white turns to black. The fluffy bloodied dog shifts into a cat that’s long since stopped breathing. Dream turns his head, and faintly smirks at the sight of the additional body sprawled out on the floor next to him.
He mutters to the corpse under his breath, rolling his eyes, “To be fair, you were being a bitch. Like don’t blame me, you know you d—deserved it… I mean I lasted like—how long before beating your head in? That’s pretty impressive—pretty fucking impressive, you know.”
Tommy’s body doesn’t respond, just stays there, unmoving and uncharacteristically quiet. His face swollen and bruised, not unlike the innocent cat he beat to death.
Then his body evaporates and Dream finds himself in a new room, accented with black walls and bedrock. It’s detail is perfectly ominous like he wanted.
He’s kneeling, unguarded by armor with an audience of people surrounding him. His heart beats rapidly threatening to burst out of his chest at the danger. But he ignores it.
Indignant, Tommy rips off the mask that always covers his face. Exposing his pale skin to the cool air and the venomously judging faces.
Despite the frustration at his denial of privacy, he doesn’t so much as dignify it with a flinch. It was expected. He was ready. He’s not about to show weakness in front of a crowd.
They are silent as the axe lands, and lands again before lady death finally embraces him.
They are silent as the sword finds its place in his chest and he falls to the ground, bleeding out into the cold stone beneath him.
It’s ok. He knew this would happen. It was expected, it was planned. He didn’t know they’d kill him twice, but it’s fine.
On one life, he makes his way back down with sharp pain running through his veins. Somehow it seems duller than the pain in the prison cell, though it can’t have been less excruciating.
Tommy once again stands above him savagely firing arrows away. As they pierce his flesh and bone, he searches the cold faces around him and listens intently, hoping to hear one sound of objection to his approaching final death.
Surely, someone will say something, right? Surely, someone will oppose his final death, right? Surely, they woundn’t let Tommy kill him off in cold blood. Would they?
But there’s nothing from them. Absolutely nothing. Standing there, dripping in blood, he feels his heart entirely disintegrate into nothing. Leaving only a hollow emptiness in its wake.
Then suddenly he’s freezing from more than just death and despondency. He’s surrounded by ice. Their pillars, tall and sharp, casting the land in a pointed terrain. Despite the bone chilling air and his frozen insides, he stands, planted to the ground, looking at a sign pinned to the glacier. The wood marking the death of his parrot that travelled so far only to die there.
A deep sigh is released from his lungs and the scene smears into broad strokes of colors. Until a well known bleak room encases him in lava and obsidian again.
Sitting there with nothing but the annoying sounds of the prison to keep him company, he wonders if he’s always destined to lose everything. Was it always going to end up like this? Was he always going to end up alone?
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writerig · 2 years ago
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bestie- take some breaks!
What about your writing event?
The one for your mutuals.
I'M GONNA CRY okay here goes!!
i am working on it, honest. but there's too much going on and its honestly very overwhelming?? so i normally try to take breaks. i have almost finished the first fic and i'll try to post it as soon as possible.
once again, i'm sorry for the wait, i truly am 😭
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