Yimpa

Woah I wanna learn how to do that

Oh yeahhhh, She’s back! (anyone’s free to interact here, just keep it respectful and curious. tanks!) and finally, my socials Enjoy!

Holy cow I wasn’t expecting that!

Cruelty — ugly

Looks like pre-orders will be available soon. The DeLay is coming to an end: https://www.gamespot.com/articles/gta-6-reportedly-added-to-playstation-database-igniting-preorder-speculation/1100-6538494/

When I was younger, I was afraid of the idea of swallowing pills. I avoided it for a long while. I was afraid of choking, coming to the edge of death. After a woman doctor basically me to fuck my fears, I finally decided to just do it. After swallowing once, I was like “WOW, it’s that simple!” Now I swallow every single day, a handful of stuff. Very rarely it goes down the wrong way and I feel hella discomfort, but it’s no big deal.

I’ve been watching videos of it and I had all these intrusive thoughts about what if I do it wrong, what if I can’t do it, what if asking for help doing it is bad, what if I stick it in the wrong way? Blah blah blah. Holy cook. JUST STICK MYSELF THAT’S IT!

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/6f/Male-kangaroo.jpg They’re Innocent Huh… kinda looks like an elephant from behind

My Threads career is over if I post something like that there 💀

Nice! Spirituality without tapping into infinite intelligence is like handing the steering wheel of reality to devilry.

Hard work in my world is a lot different than how others work. Doesn’t mean it’s wrong. For so long I was trying to conform to a template of what hard work is. What a mistake. I was masking being something I was not. My traumas, upbringing, medical conditions, neurodivergence, etc. are extremely rare and I was trying to be like everyone effing else. I was forcing myself to perform able bodied, when the reality was I was and still am living a torturous life. Legendary Mode with added mods to make my game harder. But I still don’t give up. I care about Love. I care about myself. I care about being me now, and not like everyone else. I am no longer living by some societal standards of fame, financial success, looks, forget all that. That’s games I will always fail. The system was designed to kill me. So I am taking responsibility for creating systems that works for me. And I am learning that I no longer need to prove I am worthy of Love by conforming to others’ metrics and evaluations of me by surface level criterias and criticisms. I keep caring about what other people perceive me when they only know 1% of me. How silly!!! Me overcoming hell with my body nearly killing itself over and over again, processing traumas, committing a to therapy regularly for years, healing family, being reborn over and over again, and a bunch of other stuff that society turns a blind eye to is the reward.