Oh mygoshduisf thank you for the comment in the tag ;w;! I love your art so so sooo much too. Sorry I didn’t follow sooner. I don’t brows this account/dash a lot and didn’t realize this was you.
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Gaaah you keep flattering me in your tags, thank you! I really do love your art though! I think you have an awesomely unique style, and it’s so fun to look at! I think you’re very talented as well <3
You’re also extremely humorous :D
HOLY SHIT I LOVE THIS SO MUCH! Thank you!! You seriously captured everything I like in here…the expression, the pervy smile, the master/servant subtext!
It’s great, and you are such an amazing artist with a great style that I love so much ♥
I’m also really touched that you wanted to draw something for me. *hugs lots*
I just hit 400 followers! Thank you all ♥
Thank you for putting up with my emoness.
Thank you for liking and reblogging my art. It really does make me happy, and encourages me to keep on drawing, even if it’s just Karkat porn 99% of the time!
I promise one day, I will do a giveaway.
I love you all <3
Thank you so much for this. I really needed to read this right about now ._.
I’m happy that you enjoy my art and rp ♥
hauisfdhui thank you so much bb!
It was a good thing to wake up to and smile at :D
I tried a trollcop.
Wonderful friend of mine made this!
Awwww Oh my gosh, your comment. You are a wonderful friend too ♥♥♥♥
Omg I am laying on the floor, literally crying…literally crying irl at how many people have told me I am perfect all through tumblr, facebook, and texts within the past 2 days.
I just…I don’t think I have ever felt this real loved in my life…I mean, I am so used getting such negative comments and shunned by groups of people, and this is just…so new and the fact that I have been so down and degraded feeling these past months…that’s why I am crying, because…I don’t know, I just can’t put it into words.
Thank you everyone so much for all your compliments.
Ahhhh look what came today!! ♥
OMG, thank you so much, Donovan <333
I love them so much! I really really love the white horny thing (does it have a name?) XD because it’s so different, and unique! As I wrote before, I also collect figurines, so he will be a great addition! Thank you again <333
I love the pokemon charms too! I admit, I grinned like an idiot at seeing them hehe.
Hmm…now I need to think of where to put them. Maybe I will actually attach them to my jacket zipper ^^
But yeah, I just had to show this off to everyone, because that figure is majorly cool, and I wanted to give my friend public love X3
I love you.
I have always loved the number 2, even before Homestuck…like since I popped out :D
That’s such a cute outfit!! ahh ^u^
Aww! Thank you so much ♥
1) Don’t try to give them advice. I know this is coming from an owl who gives depressed people advice! But I only do that for people who have asked for it. Unless they specifically say to you, “What do you think about all this?” or “What do you think I should do?” then advice is not really what they’re looking for, and you don’t need to feel like you have to come up with any.
2) Don’t try to guess what they’re feeling, or why they feel that way. The best case scenario is that you are right, but they didn’t figure it out for themselves, so it probably won’t sink in! The worst case scenario is that you are wrong, and you have inadvertently shut them out of the conversation. Either way, you haven’t really helped. Of course, if they ask for your insight, that’s a different story!
3) Ask questions! And then be quiet until they are done talking. Give them just a little bit longer to go on than you would in an ordinary conversation. There is a good chance that they have things they need to say, but are reluctant to talk about. Maybe you feel awkward during silences, but they need those silences to work up the courage to keep talking.
4) Maybe you know something about their condition. Maybe you even share it! But you are not talking about their condition (unless for some reason you are); you are talking about their feelings, and their experiences. Empathy is very powerful, but don’t let the conversation become about you or what you know.
5) They might try to deflect the conversation by bringing your feelings into it: “Sorry for bringing you down,” “I don’t want to make you worry, I’m fine,” “This must be really boring, let’s talk about something else,” that sort of thing. They are probably not doing that because they really want to change the subject, but because opening up is hard, and maybe they feel like they don’t deserve to. Gently reassure them that you are fine, their problems are not boring, and that you want to help and you are still listening. If you do that, and they still try to deflect, you can just ask them, “Do you really want to change the subject? It’s okay, we don’t have to keep talking about this if you don’t want to.” But make sure it’s clear that that choice is about their feelings, not yours.
6) Things that are obvious to you are not obvious to them. You know that they are fun to be around! You know that it’s okay for them to make mistakes! You know that having a bad day doesn’t make them a bad person! But they don’t know that. These are good things to point out.
7) You are going to have to repeat yourself a lot. This is because their thoughts are repeating themselves a lot! Depression is at least partly fueled by self-destructive thought patterns, which means they are falling into the same thought-traps over and over again. Please try not to get frustrated. They are not doing it on purpose.
8) It is important to establish boundaries. Being around depressed people can be very draining. And if you make yourself constantly available to them, there is a good chance that they will start to rely on your support in an unhealthy way! That is not good for you, them, or your relationship. It is okay to say, “I love you! I wish you weren’t feeling this way! But I can’t really deal with this right now. Please do something nice for yourself, okay? I will talk to you tomorrow!” They might be a little hurt to be turned away at first, but ultimately it is for the best.
9) Understand that you do not have the power to break them out of their destructive thought patterns. Only they can do that. They will have a hard time internalizing what you say, and they probably won’t take your advice (assuming you even gave them any). And that’s okay. You are just trying to support them! They can do anything they want with that support.
10) Please don’t be disheartened by what looks to you like a lack of progress. I know it can be hard not to feel like you aren’t making any difference. But your kindness and patience are so powerful. People struggling with depression know how hard they sometimes are to be around. The fact that you are trying at all means more than you think.
I just want to say that I am not any kind of therapist; I am just a girl on the internet who draws owls. But I get a lot of questions from people who want to take better care of their depressed friends and family, but don’t know how! So I hope this has been useful to some of you out there!
“But your kindness and patience are so powerful. People struggling with depression know how hard they sometimes are to be around. The fact that you are trying at all means more than you think.”
See this! I really do mean that when I say it to you all the time…thank you so much, Donovan. I’m giving you a public thank you just to prove it more <3
26 followers in like, an hour! Thank you thank you thank you!!
I don’t know why these past few days have been so difficult…it’s just my Cassandra. It is getting worse with time.
I hate…how much I’m crying. The more I try to hold it in or laugh, the more it wants to come out and the more tears there are…I hate doing it. I hate shedding these tears…I hate how exhausting it is. It leaves me so drained…tired… useless….I just…want to write. I want to work on my novel. It’s the only thing I have anymore outside of the computer…and I can’t due to how worn out I am from sobbing. I just cry and then sleep…dream something that wakes me up crying…and then sleep again….not eating once more…
I think I might take
my doctor up on giving me medicinal marijuana. Fuck if I care anymore. The only person in the world that actually made me care about my life…the only person that I cared about caring about me doesn’t give a single fuck about me, so what should it matter?
I’ve gone to such a pathetic state where I need that shit to feel happy and not in pain anymore.
It’s not like I can fucking kill myself or play with my Ativan anymore, lest I want to have the big coats watch me piss and shower, so I might as well be stoned out of my fucking reality all the time if I’m allowed to.
Sure, then I’ll be a cool kid. Then I’ll be normal.