thinking that what happened “wasn’t bad enough” is a sign that it was.

your brain wouldn’t be trying to protect itself from the reality of what happened if what happened didn’t hurt you.

questioning if your trauma “counts” as trauma is a sign of trauma.

Puppy in cozy, toasty warm, comfort.  Taken into the flock. 

worth pointing out that appears to be a great pyrenees dog AKA a livestock guardian dog. :)

they’re learning to cohabitate with sheep who they will then grow up to protect!

Photo is by Cat Urbigkit. It’s from her ranch in Wyoming; she says the dogs are Akbash. Here are some more of her photos of working livestock guardian dogs.

i need *bangs fist on table* intimacy

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FUCK DONALD TRUMP

We forgot about it

I once signed up to participate in a study on how depression affects memory, forgot I was meant to go do it, and when I emailed to apologise to the PhD student running it she basically told me that a) she was very used to this happening and b) the weird irony of her theories’ correctness making it very difficult to arrange proving them had by now gone from infuriating to hysterical

I went to the Grand Canyon when I was depressed and I literally forgot the whole thing. Like, the only reason I even know I was there is that I have photographs of myself standing in front of the Grand Canyon with dead eyes but i have absolutely no memory of it

People talk about depression like it’s just being sad all the time but straight up your brain stops working and sadness is just one of the many, many consequences of that

my memory has gotten so bad at one point I couldn’t remember easy words. It would sometimes take me MINUTES to formulate what I wanted to say. it’s better now, but I still have an absolute TRASH memory

I literally can’t remember the majority of college. Not because I partied or drank heavily, but because my depression and anxiety were barely being kept in check by medication. (I couldn’t manage the cause of it, which at the time was my family/home situation.) It’s gotten better since then for a variety of reasons but this is no joke.

First half of my senior year of high school I can barely remember. There’s blurs of riding the city bus, buying hats, hanging out with my college friends, smoking cigarettes, but not much else.

*aggressively thinks about sitting on your dick while having a casual conversation with you*

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i learned about Black Rain Frogs. A frog that sounds like squeaky toys and looks like a sad avocado (x)

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