Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
No outfit photo today but DUCKS!
We’ve got resident ducks at work and fuck I love them.
but! we! cannot! simply! sit! and! stare! at! our! wounds! forever!
Tuesday vibes.
do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.
Monday vibes.
I dig this look. Not 100% sure it’s work appropriate but 🤷🏻♀️
Tagged by @serenity-made-visible for the “five things that make me happy” game:
- My niblings
- Spending time with my 2 best friends (separately of course because they hate each other 🤣)
- My boys (read: dogs)
- Sunshine
- Mr B
- Gerberas
This was really hard, and I feel like it’s a bit of a cop out using 3 different points to say that my people make me happy but here we are. (And that’s why I added a sixth)
I’d really love everyone of you to do this - it’s a fantastic way of thinking about the good.
Sunday.
Heading out for lunch with friends we haven’t seen in ages.
But also, 3 years since I said goodbye to Bella. So many emotions.
I don’t understand how after all these years and all this work I can still hate myself so much?
somehow…💗
My brain has just registered the combination of meds I’m on and I’m freaking the fuck out because to me, a layperson, it seems like a concerning grouping.
Now I’ve got to try and make an appointment with my psychiatrist (which I’ve been putting off for ages) and between now and when that eventually happens I’m going to send myself fucking spinning.
Of all the things that could be wrong with me, why did it have to be mental illness and neurospiciness????
Friday.
I’ve really enjoyed dressing myself this week, putting more intentional thought into the finer details (like earrings, belts and shoes).
It’s been hard though, and I want to do it again next week but that might involve doing a metric shit tonne of washing and actually putting things away so I know what I’ve got.