Ducktales/Scrooge McDuck fanblog here! I am Hillianne (she/they), a 29-year-old from the Netherlands.
On this blog you will find a crazy mix of video games (The Legend of Zelda (botw mostly), Assassin's Creed, Dragon Age, Skyrim), animation (currently Ducktales 2017 & Mob Psycho 100), comics, movies, history and art and sometimes some personal ramblings.
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While cleaning out my room I found a paper that my therapist gave me some time ago to deal with obsessive and intrusive thoughts. Sorry the paper is a little crinkled and stained, but I figured I’d post it in hopes that it will help someone like it helped me.
Here it is again with text for anyone who can’t see the picture
That thought isn’t helpful right now.
Now is not the time to think about it. I can think about it later.
This is irrational. I’m going to let it go.
I won’t argue with an irrational thought.
This is not an emergency. I can slow down and think clearly about what I need.
This feels threatening and urgent, but it really isn’t.
I don’t have to be perfect to be OK.
I don’t have to figure out this question. The best thing to do is just drop it.
It’s OK to make mistakes.
I already know from my past experiences that these fears are irrational.
I have to take risks in order to be free. I’m willing to take this risk.
It’s OK that I just had that thought/image, and it doesn’t mean anything. I don’t have to pay attention to it.
I’m ready to move on now.
I can handle being wrong.
I don’t have to suffer like this. I deserve to feel comfortable.
That’s not my responsibility.
That’s not my problem.
I’ve done the best I can.
It’s good practice to let go of this worry. I want to practice.
So I’ve been thinking about @macdenlover ’s “levels of headcanon” chart (about how heavily a HC is influenced by canon), so I decided to make my own scale about how likely a HC is to be true (including different levels of canon) using queer cartoon characters as examples :)
I just spent an hour making this because I was bored. Enjoy.
So I had a hysterectomy today (hooray!) and I brought along my stuffed orca, Shamu, as a comfort object. And everyone i interacted with during my pre-op was like “Oh! Who’s this?” so I was telling them all about him, how he’s been with me since I was 9 and gone on every single vacation and road trip, and they were telling me about their own stuffed buddies (one lady said she still has hers after 40 years!) and all of this while I was signing consent forms and providing a list of the things I’d brought with me, you know, small talk.
So then a nurse comes over and goes “Okay, I’ve got some stickers I’ll put on your things so we know they’re yours” and I’m like “OK cool” so she puts a sticker on my coat and stickers on my bags of clothes and then she turns to Shamu and I’m like “oh I guess he gets a sticker too”
But no. She pulls out a hospital bracelet that’s an exact copy of mine and slaps it on his tail, like so:
And i was delighted by this, so I took a picture to send to my friends, who were equally delighted, and were cracking me up with their reactions (like so:)
Anyway, they take me back and put me under, and when I awake groggily a few hours later it takes me a minute to get my bearings, so I don’t notice Shamu at first. But then I realize he’s tucked up next to me in the gurney, so I grab him, and my hand touches gauze.
And I’m like “huh?” so I look at him and I realize
what is the POOOOIINNTTTT in turning off reblogs to a good and popular post. I wanna reblog that. it was funny. it’s my god given right to reblog. that feature was meant to use from the jump so people didn’t reblog your personal shit. yall are just being mean when you see a post start to resonate and then you PULL THE TABLECLOTHHHHH
Op has the chance to do the funniest thing ever
this is like a vicious siren’s call, leading me to a beautiful yet incredibly predictable death
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