THEME

comin’ home to my boyfriend like

I think my medication has been regulated and I feel like a normal, functional person. I don’t want to go to work but I don’t dread it to the point of tears, I get annoyed but I don’t shake, I get upset but it doesn’t derail me, I get scared but I don’t have to dig a thumbtack into my skin to stop myself from panicking. It’s so nice.

I think the biggest thing I noticed is that I get off of work and can say “Phew! What a day! I’m very tired!” without being completely drained, exhausted and suicidal/having to spend an hour on the porch chain smoking to get myself to calm down from a normal ass 8 hour shift.

Maybe it’s not the medication? I’ve been trying to regulate my diet a little more but WHATEVER I’m doing seems to be working. I’m going to give it another week to be safe and then hopefully get back into writing! 

ellenrumel:

New York, New York

etspiritusvitae:

rosiesays:

Oppression is cooking being “women’s work,” while the overwhelming majority of top restaurant chefs are male.

Oppression is fashion being a “silly girl thing,” while the top earning designers and CEOs in fashion are male.

Oppression is reducing women to consumers profiting a male system, even in fields that we supposedly dominate.

this is so fucking important.

(Source: regular-snowflake)

midnattsulv:

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