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Now that my workload’s smaller, I need to work on that style challenge thing that passed through a little while ago. I’ve never watched TV consistently, so it’s a little hard to find styles I really want to experiment with, but I’m finding them!

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We now know that 24 hours without sleep, or a week of sleeping four or five hours a night induces an impairment equivalent to a blood alcohol level of .1 percent. We would never say, ‘This person is a great worker! He’s drunk all the time!’ yet we continue to celebrate people who sacrifice sleep for work.

Insights from the doctor who coaches athletes on sleep. Pair with the science of what actually happens while you sleep and how it affects your every waking hour. More on sleep here. (via medicalschool)

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I feel really powerful right now. Another thing my therapist said once, is that I am never allowed to say maybe I was under the influence of my period hormones. She suggested that only made what was already unacceptable treatment more intolerable for me. I could feel pain right now but all it’s made me is more convicted of what needs to change and that I am deserving of kindness. More certain there’s more for me out there. 

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Important Questions from my counselor

Who defends the warrior? I spend a lot of time protecting people I have wanted protection from in some way or another. A wanting to be shielded from people I also care about deeply that was not realized in a way I was able to grasp before.

I do a lot of speaking up - I am a truthspeaker, she says :) - but it feels in a lot of ways that I am…looking to people for solace or honesty or kindness that cannot give it. Not given the same respect and care. Part of this is I need to do that for myself. I speak the truth in ways that don’t always honor my own, personal feelings. But I do deserve those things. And it hurts and feels like betrayal when I know more than ever that there are people, groups I once was so eager to know and be close to, or still am, that really aren’t the best people to be with, let alone look out for me. 

I don’t think it has to be hard. I just have to look around more and understand that there are people who exist who can be there for me. I’m not cutting anyone out of my life, not a soul (you’d have to be mad to tell me I ain’t loyal to a fault) but opening myself up to more positive experiences. 

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