When I was at one of my lowest (mental) points in life, I couldn’t get out of bed some days. I had no energy or motivation and was barely getting by.
I had therapy once per week, and on this particular week I didn’t have much to ‘bring’ to the session. He asked how my week was and I really had nothing to say.
“What are you struggling with?” he asked.
I gestured around me and said “I dunno man. Life.”
Not satisfied with my answer, he said “No, what exactly are you worried about right now? What feels overwhelming? When you go home after this session, what issue will be staring at you?”
I knew the answer, but it was so ridiculous that I didn’t want to say it.
I wanted to have something more substantial.
Something more profound.
But I didn’t.
So I told him, “Honestly? The dishes. It’s stupid, I know, but the more I look at them the more I CAN’T do them because I’ll have to scrub them before I put them in the dishwasher, because the dishwasher sucks, and I just can’t stand and scrub the dishes.”
I felt like an idiot even saying it.
What kind of grown ass woman is undone by a stack of dishes? There are people out there with *actual* problems, and I’m whining to my therapist about dishes?
But my therapist nodded in understanding and then said:
“RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.”
I began to tell him that you’re not supposed to, but he stopped me.
“Why the hell aren’t you supposed to? If you don’t want to scrub the dishes and your dishwasher sucks, run it twice. Run it three times, who cares?! Rules do not exist, so stop giving yourself rules.”
It blew my mind in a way that I don’t think I can properly express.
That day, I went home and tossed my smelly dishes haphazardly into the dishwasher and ran it three times.
I felt like I had conquered a dragon.
The next day, I took a shower lying down.
A few days later. I folded my laundry and put them wherever the fuck they fit.
There were no longer arbitrary rules I had to follow, and it gave me the freedom to make accomplishments again.
Now that I’m in a healthier place, I rinse off my dishes and put them in the dishwasher properly. I shower standing up. I sort my laundry.
But at a time when living was a struggle instead of a blessing, I learned an incredibly important lesson:
Visitor: [looks around incredulously] “But why? There’s no one else here.”
Me: “…well…there’s me?”
Visitor: [laughs] “You don’t have anything to worry about.”
Every day I’ll hear large groups pause outside the door, read the “masks recommended” sign, debate whether or not to put them on, and then say, “Oh, well, there’s no one here, just an employee. We don’t need them.”
Cool! Come inside and find out how good I am at spin kicks!
reblog to give retail and restaurant workers the right to spin kick unmasked entitled shitheads
Everything about this is so fucking funny. The song. The chubby dances. The way he just gets fucking KIDNAPPED. The presentation of the guy in the white shirt in the picture when he returns. This is my favorite post.
i just realized that whenever Aang says “monkey feathers” in the show or comics it’s really him saying “mother f*cker” but censored because it’s a children’s show. Our lil 12 year old prodigy has the mouth of a sailor <3
that post that’s like “had a dream i asked michael jackson what his pronouns were and he said ‘he/hee’” ruined my life personally i was at a funeral for a (shitty, abusive, so don’t judge me) relative once when i remembered it and tried to stop myself from laughing that i broke a blood vessel in my eye
Japanese legend: you have the face of who you loved most in a past life
THE NEXT AVATAR ABOUT TO LOOK FINE AFFFFFF
Oh, so YOU guys can just see a face and be like “I like that face, I’m gonna make it my face” and everyone’s just COOL with that. But whenI, Koh the Face Stealer,
i watched this episode of ben 10 at 4 am and I was convinced I dreamt the whole thing up except I didn’t, here are some clips that gave me an emotional crisis also kevin found dead in miami
As a former Horse Girl, this product was/is used to strengthen horse hooves.
It does the same thing for human fingernails. It’s the best product I’ve used for building strength and structure.
I’m looking at you, guitarists.
Get yourself some Class A Eye-Gougers.
Hoofmaker:
For nails that will slice open a jugular.
mane and tail also, unsurprisingly, makes shampoo and conditioner. Yes, it’s for horse manes, and yes, it will make your hair incredibly healthy and silky soft and also take care of tangles.
