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    Being Alone, Fall, and Love: vajeentambourine
 Your mixed feelings about your
 parents are valid.
 Shout out to people like me who have parents who are loving but are black holes
 of emotional labor... It took me a long time to realize that it's okay to have mixed
 feelings about your parents, about your relationship with them
 Sometimes parents can love you but be somewhat toxic to you and your growth
 and that's a very hard realization to come to if you, like me, grew up extremely
 close to them
 Sometimes parents can love you genuinely but lack emotional maturity, forcing
 you to perform disproportionate amounts of emotional labor. Some parents
 manifest symptoms of their mental illness in ways that are toxic to your mental
 illness
 Some parents, like mine, try so hard to be good parents but fall back on habits of
 emotional manipulation because they haven't processed their own traumas and
 are modeling behavior they grew up with. That doesn't make their behavior
 acceptable, and it's okay to feel exhausted and hurt when they betray you. You
 don't have to forgive every mistake.
 I want you to know that it's okay to protect yourself, to need some space apart
 from them. The love you have for your parents is still valid, and you are making
 the right decision
 Placing a safe emotional distance between myself and my parents has been one
 of the most difficult, heartbreaking processes I've ever gone through. it hurts to
 try to curb the strength of your own natural empathy around people you love. It
 feels disingenuous to your heart's natural state
 But I promise you, you are not hard-hearted or ungrateful, and you are not
 abandoning them. You are making a decision about your own emotional, mental,
 and spiritual health
 I know what it's like in that confusing grey area of love mixed with guilt and
 anxiety, of exhaustion and quasi-manipulation and unreciprocated emotional
 labor, and I promise you, you are not alone.
 Your mixed feelings about your parents are valid.
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Being Alone, Fall, and Love: vajeentambourine
 Your mixed feelings about your
 parents are valid.
 Shout out to people like me who have parents who are loving but are black holes
 of emotional labor... It took me a long time to realize that it's okay to have mixed
 feelings about your parents, about your relationship with them
 Sometimes parents can love you but be somewhat toxic to you and your growth
 and that's a very hard realization to come to if you, like me, grew up extremely
 close to them
 Sometimes parents can love you genuinely but lack emotional maturity, forcing
 you to perform disproportionate amounts of emotional labor. Some parents
 manifest symptoms of their mental illness in ways that are toxic to your mental
 illness
 Some parents, like mine, try so hard to be good parents but fall back on habits of
 emotional manipulation because they haven't processed their own traumas and
 are modeling behavior they grew up with. That doesn't make their behavior
 acceptable, and it's okay to feel exhausted and hurt when they betray you. You
 don't have to forgive every mistake.
 I want you to know that it's okay to protect yourself, to need some space apart
 from them. The love you have for your parents is still valid, and you are making
 the right decision
 Placing a safe emotional distance between myself and my parents has been one
 of the most difficult, heartbreaking processes I've ever gone through. it hurts to
 try to curb the strength of your own natural empathy around people you love. It
 feels disingenuous to your heart's natural state
 But I promise you, you are not hard-hearted or ungrateful, and you are not
 abandoning them. You are making a decision about your own emotional, mental,
 and spiritual health
 I know what it's like in that confusing grey area of love mixed with guilt and
 anxiety, of exhaustion and quasi-manipulation and unreciprocated emotional
 labor, and I promise you, you are not alone.
 Your mixed feelings about your parents are valid.
                
            

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                




    Counter Strike, Tumblr, and Blog: rocio-mejia:Jasper kinda dressed as Mei from CSO (Counter Strike Online)the trick for the details on the tress is making small scribbles and pretend you know what youā€™re doing
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
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    Life, Love, and Smell: rue-by-another-name
 the biggest lie i ever told & how
 came to protect it
 my husband
 for years I have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i
 hate the smell of peanut butter and don't really like peanut butter that much but
 whenever i used to tell people i don't like peanut butter theyd get all defensive
 like "peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?! and then rd have to go
 into this whole thing to defend my taste buds
 but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i'm just allergic to
 peanuts because that way it's not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter
 -it's now like I'm a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever
 in her life and everyone feels sad for me
 but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat
 peanut m&ms when im at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is
 my husband and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for
 someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviousty
 couldn't eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret
 and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and
 emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his
 pockets and he whispered, "i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you
 because i could see the pain in your eyes
 and if that isn't love then i don't know what is
All because of Peanut M&Ms..
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Life, Love, and Smell: rue-by-another-name
 the biggest lie i ever told & how
 came to protect it
 my husband
 for years I have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i
 hate the smell of peanut butter and don't really like peanut butter that much but
 whenever i used to tell people i don't like peanut butter theyd get all defensive
 like "peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?! and then rd have to go
 into this whole thing to defend my taste buds
 but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i'm just allergic to
 peanuts because that way it's not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter
 -it's now like I'm a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever
 in her life and everyone feels sad for me
 but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat
 peanut m&ms when im at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is
 my husband and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for
 someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviousty
 couldn't eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret
 and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and
 emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his
 pockets and he whispered, "i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you
 because i could see the pain in your eyes
 and if that isn't love then i don't know what is
All because of Peanut M&Ms..
                
            

            
            
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    Beautiful, Birthday, and Crazy: thejoanglebook:

gerrycoco:

Joan Appreciation Day songĀ Ā Here is my humble contribution to Joan Appreciation Day. Ā @thejoanglebook this oneā€™s for youĀ ***Personal note***Ā I struggle to see projects through in life, for many
different reasons that arenā€™t worth going into at the moment. All I can say is
that Iā€™m inspired every day by people like Joan who put their heart and soul
into what they do. Joan you are a comedy genius, a musical mastermind and all
around crazy talented human being.You are the reason I pushed myself to make this video. This
past weekend I learned that Joan Appreciation Day was on September 3rd and so
wished to contribute something but didnā€™t know what. At one point I had a spark
of inspiration and actually decided to follow it and do something with it for
once. If anyone could appreciate a good pun itā€™s definitely you. And you more
than deserve all the praise that we can give. So I took my courage and
attempted to put it to good use, and Iā€™m rather proud of the result.So thank you for not only inspiring me, but also for being a
catalyst to put myself out there and giving something new a try.

Hello @gerrycoco and hello everyone else. Sorry, Iā€™ve been pretty quiet today/yesterday, but you should understand that Iā€™m the type of person whose reaction to a performance of happy birthday dedicated to me is an internal: ā€œdo I deserve this? Donā€™t make eye contact. This will be over soon.ā€ I can be pretty emotionally unavailable, and I feel like I should be absolutely floored by the incredible honor of having so many people celebrate me, but instead of feeling thankful, I feel like I owe something back. Iā€™m like ā€œoh God, theyā€™re all being so kind. How do I show my appreciation for them?ā€ Especially because on some level, I feel like reblogging all of your wonderful works of art could be vanity. Iā€™m terrified of vanity. I donā€™t want to lose touch, and start to think more of myself then I deserve to. I want to keep growing, and I want to put others first. If I accept this gesture, does that mean I agree that I deserve it, or that Iā€™m done growing? I donā€™t think Iā€™m a genius at all (and Iā€™d rather you not rebut that, because Iā€™m really not trying to fish for compliments here).That said, the one thing Iā€™m the most happy about having accomplished, is having worked on, written for, contributed to, or created projects that have inspired other artists. Some of you may know that Iā€™m very pro-fan fiction. If I donā€™t accomplish anything else, I love that someone couldā€™ve felt motivated to make something beautiful after seeing me attempt to make something beautiful myself. It really does warm my heart. Thatā€™s why Iā€™m reblogging this, because I love that you felt the neccessary courage to put yourself out there, @gerrycocoā€¦ Iā€™m really, really glad that you did. Itā€™s a lovely song. And believe me, I really struggle to see things through myselfā€“ thatā€™s why I only collaborate with people, because sometimes I think that that might be the only way that I can finish anything.I think Iā€™m going to continue reblogging art for the occasion (a little belated, I know). Even if I donā€™t think Iā€™m emotionally ready to believe Iā€™m at all worthy of being celebrated, I do think that all of you wonderful artists are.šŸ§” Joan
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Beautiful, Birthday, and Crazy: thejoanglebook:

gerrycoco:

Joan Appreciation Day songĀ Ā Here is my humble contribution to Joan Appreciation Day. Ā @thejoanglebook this oneā€™s for youĀ ***Personal note***Ā I struggle to see projects through in life, for many
different reasons that arenā€™t worth going into at the moment. All I can say is
that Iā€™m inspired every day by people like Joan who put their heart and soul
into what they do. Joan you are a comedy genius, a musical mastermind and all
around crazy talented human being.You are the reason I pushed myself to make this video. This
past weekend I learned that Joan Appreciation Day was on September 3rd and so
wished to contribute something but didnā€™t know what. At one point I had a spark
of inspiration and actually decided to follow it and do something with it for
once. If anyone could appreciate a good pun itā€™s definitely you. And you more
than deserve all the praise that we can give. So I took my courage and
attempted to put it to good use, and Iā€™m rather proud of the result.So thank you for not only inspiring me, but also for being a
catalyst to put myself out there and giving something new a try.

Hello @gerrycoco and hello everyone else. Sorry, Iā€™ve been pretty quiet today/yesterday, but you should understand that Iā€™m the type of person whose reaction to a performance of happy birthday dedicated to me is an internal: ā€œdo I deserve this? Donā€™t make eye contact. This will be over soon.ā€ I can be pretty emotionally unavailable, and I feel like I should be absolutely floored by the incredible honor of having so many people celebrate me, but instead of feeling thankful, I feel like I owe something back. Iā€™m like ā€œoh God, theyā€™re all being so kind. How do I show my appreciation for them?ā€ Especially because on some level, I feel like reblogging all of your wonderful works of art could be vanity. Iā€™m terrified of vanity. I donā€™t want to lose touch, and start to think more of myself then I deserve to. I want to keep growing, and I want to put others first. If I accept this gesture, does that mean I agree that I deserve it, or that Iā€™m done growing? I donā€™t think Iā€™m a genius at all (and Iā€™d rather you not rebut that, because Iā€™m really not trying to fish for compliments here).That said, the one thing Iā€™m the most happy about having accomplished, is having worked on, written for, contributed to, or created projects that have inspired other artists. Some of you may know that Iā€™m very pro-fan fiction. If I donā€™t accomplish anything else, I love that someone couldā€™ve felt motivated to make something beautiful after seeing me attempt to make something beautiful myself. It really does warm my heart. Thatā€™s why Iā€™m reblogging this, because I love that you felt the neccessary courage to put yourself out there, @gerrycocoā€¦ Iā€™m really, really glad that you did. Itā€™s a lovely song. And believe me, I really struggle to see things through myselfā€“ thatā€™s why I only collaborate with people, because sometimes I think that that might be the only way that I can finish anything.I think Iā€™m going to continue reblogging art for the occasion (a little belated, I know). Even if I donā€™t think Iā€™m emotionally ready to believe Iā€™m at all worthy of being celebrated, I do think that all of you wonderful artists are.šŸ§” Joan
                
            

            
            
thejoanglebook:

gerrycoco:

Joan Appreciation Day songĀ Ā Here is my humble contribution to Joan Appreciation Day. Ā @thejoanglebook this oneā€™...

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                




    Future, Life, and Lol: rue-by-another-name
 the biggest lie iever told & how
 my husband came to protect it
 for years i have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i
 hate the smell of peanut butter and don't really like peanut butter that much but
 whenever i used to tell people i don't like peanut butter they'd get all defensive
 lke "peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?!" and then i'd have to go
 into this whole thing to defend my taste buds
 but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i'm just allergic to
 peanuts because that way it's not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter
 it's now like i'm a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever
 in her life and everyone feels sad for me.
 but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat
 peanut m&ms when i'm at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is
 my husband. and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for
 someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviously
 couldn't eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret
 and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and
 emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his
 pockets and he whispered, "i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you
 because i could see the pain in your eyes.
 and if that isn't love then i don't know what is.
My future husband better love me this much lol
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Future, Life, and Lol: rue-by-another-name
 the biggest lie iever told & how
 my husband came to protect it
 for years i have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i
 hate the smell of peanut butter and don't really like peanut butter that much but
 whenever i used to tell people i don't like peanut butter they'd get all defensive
 lke "peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?!" and then i'd have to go
 into this whole thing to defend my taste buds
 but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i'm just allergic to
 peanuts because that way it's not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter
 it's now like i'm a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever
 in her life and everyone feels sad for me.
 but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat
 peanut m&ms when i'm at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is
 my husband. and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for
 someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviously
 couldn't eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret
 and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and
 emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his
 pockets and he whispered, "i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you
 because i could see the pain in your eyes.
 and if that isn't love then i don't know what is.
My future husband better love me this much lol
                
            

            
            
My future husband better love me this much lol

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                




    Life, Love, and Smell: rue-by-another-name
 the biggest lie iever told & how
 my husband came to protect it
 for years i have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i
 hate the smell of peanut butter and don't really like peanut butter that much but
 whenever i used to tell people i don't like peanut butter they'd get all defensive
 like "peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?!" and then i'd have to go
 into this whole thing to defend my taste buds
 but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i'm just allergic to
 peanuts because that way it's not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter
 it's now like i'm a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever
 in her life and everyone feels sad for me.
 but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat
 peanut m&ms when i'm at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is
 my husband. and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for
 someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviously
 couldn't eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret
 and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and
 emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his
 pockets and he whispered, "i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you
 because i could see the pain in your eyes.
 and if that isn't love then i don't know what is.
All because of Peanut M&Ms..
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Life, Love, and Smell: rue-by-another-name
 the biggest lie iever told & how
 my husband came to protect it
 for years i have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i
 hate the smell of peanut butter and don't really like peanut butter that much but
 whenever i used to tell people i don't like peanut butter they'd get all defensive
 like "peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?!" and then i'd have to go
 into this whole thing to defend my taste buds
 but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i'm just allergic to
 peanuts because that way it's not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter
 it's now like i'm a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever
 in her life and everyone feels sad for me.
 but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat
 peanut m&ms when i'm at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is
 my husband. and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for
 someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviously
 couldn't eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret
 and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and
 emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his
 pockets and he whispered, "i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you
 because i could see the pain in your eyes.
 and if that isn't love then i don't know what is.
All because of Peanut M&Ms..
                
            

            
            
All because of Peanut M

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                




    Future, Life, and Lol: rue-by-another-name
 the biggest lie iever told & how
 my husband came to protect it
 for years i have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i
 hate the smell of peanut butter and don't really like peanut butter that much but
 whenever i used to tell people i don't like peanut butter they'd get all defensive
 lke "peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?!" and then i'd have to go
 into this whole thing to defend my taste buds
 but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i'm just allergic to
 peanuts because that way it's not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter
 it's now like i'm a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever
 in her life and everyone feels sad for me.
 but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat
 peanut m&ms when i'm at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is
 my husband. and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for
 someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviously
 couldn't eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret
 and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and
 emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his
 pockets and he whispered, "i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you
 because i could see the pain in your eyes.
 and if that isn't love then i don't know what is.
My future husband better love me this much lol
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Future, Life, and Lol: rue-by-another-name
 the biggest lie iever told & how
 my husband came to protect it
 for years i have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i
 hate the smell of peanut butter and don't really like peanut butter that much but
 whenever i used to tell people i don't like peanut butter they'd get all defensive
 lke "peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?!" and then i'd have to go
 into this whole thing to defend my taste buds
 but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i'm just allergic to
 peanuts because that way it's not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter
 it's now like i'm a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever
 in her life and everyone feels sad for me.
 but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat
 peanut m&ms when i'm at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is
 my husband. and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for
 someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviously
 couldn't eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret
 and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and
 emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his
 pockets and he whispered, "i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you
 because i could see the pain in your eyes.
 and if that isn't love then i don't know what is.
My future husband better love me this much lol
                
            

            
            
My future husband better love me this much lol

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                




    Life, Love, and Smell: rue-by-another-name
 the biggest lie iever told & how
 my husband came to protect it
 for years i have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i
 hate the smell of peanut butter and don't really like peanut butter that much but
 whenever i used to tell people i don't like peanut butter they'd get all defensive
 like "peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?!" and then i'd have to go
 into this whole thing to defend my taste buds
 but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i'm just allergic to
 peanuts because that way it's not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter
 it's now like i'm a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever
 in her life and everyone feels sad for me.
 but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat
 peanut m&ms when i'm at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is
 my husband. and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for
 someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviously
 couldn't eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret
 and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and
 emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his
 pockets and he whispered, "i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you
 because i could see the pain in your eyes.
 and if that isn't love then i don't know what is.
All because of Peanut M&Ms..
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Life, Love, and Smell: rue-by-another-name
 the biggest lie iever told & how
 my husband came to protect it
 for years i have lived this lie telling everyone i am allergic to peanuts because i
 hate the smell of peanut butter and don't really like peanut butter that much but
 whenever i used to tell people i don't like peanut butter they'd get all defensive
 like "peanut butter is amazing how do you not like it?!" and then i'd have to go
 into this whole thing to defend my taste buds
 but then i got tired of it and started telling people that i'm just allergic to
 peanuts because that way it's not my fault that i hate the smell of peanut butter
 it's now like i'm a sad little baby who will never get to taste peanut butter ever
 in her life and everyone feels sad for me.
 but the problem is that i really love peanut m&ms and so now i can only eat
 peanut m&ms when i'm at home in secret. the only person who knows my lie is
 my husband. and so at work this evening we had a small celebration for
 someone and they had peanut m&ms and i really wanted some but obviously
 couldn't eat them in public because then people would know my peanut secret
 and so when we got home after work my husband tipped his jacket over and
 emptied his pockets and at least thirty or so peanut m&ms fell out of his
 pockets and he whispered, "i was sneakily accumulating them all night for you
 because i could see the pain in your eyes.
 and if that isn't love then i don't know what is.
All because of Peanut M&Ms..
                
            

            
            
All because of Peanut M