I’ve got an assessment with mental health services in the morning. just a 30 minute call, nothing diagnostic. another attempt to get primary care services to listen to me about how fucked up I am and how much I can not handle being fobbed off with CBT and group therapy again.
I should not still have to be reliving the worst parts of my childhood, it’s bad enough that I have so many years of being misunderstood to grieve the loss of.
If you’re the praying kind, or like to send good vibes, I’d appreciate either in about 10.5 hours.
hiii i’m cait! or caitie or caitlin :) i’m shy but i love making mutuals who share my affinity for 80s/90s movies/music/fashion, photography, collage art, and... everything and anything else i post about :P (i’m also a self-shipper hehe so feel free to DM for my selfship blog if u r too 👍)
this blog is basically for whatever i like or find funny, but you can expect to see a lot of stuff about:
⤷ 80s+90s stuff
⤷ bob & doug mckenzie
⤷ the raimis
⤷ rick moranis
⤷ horror movies and slashers
⤷ succession
eeeee thank you so much for tagging me @imstuckintime !! this was so fun :D If only I was a trekkie I could have gotten bingo smh
I tag @woebegone-wailord , @imperaptorfuriosa , @privatelife , @gr33nmage , @eurisko , @evildilf2 and anyone who wants to do it lol! (and it's fine if I tagged you and you don't wanna do it askjdkdkdl)
the thing that bothers me the most about the normalization and promotion of cosmetic surgery is that in my experience, the things I'm insecure about one year are NOT the things I'm insecure about a year later. At 16 I would have killed for a nose job because of my dorsal hump. At 23 the waviness of my nose is one of my favorite features. At 17 I thought my forehead was too big, and now I often forget I even had that insecurity at one point. At 21 I wished my eyes weren't so round and so boringly brown, and I like them now. In my most extreme case, I was insecure about my lips and mouth for roughly ten years. Just recently I find myself accepting the way my lips fit my face, liking my wonky teeth and how I smile. The list goes on, and it just makes me sad to think about someone spending a huge amount of money and going through an intense and dangerous procedure to change a feature they have, without knowing they might be indifferent to it, or even love it in the future.
my favorite thing about poltergeist is that the family actually loves each other. no infidelity no lying no arguing no yelling no being mean no telling each other they're crazy. they just genuinely care about each other. even when they tease each other you can tell it's out of love. bye