The change in the number of queer people you see over time is not an indication that more queer people exist, it is an indication that less queer people are in the closet.
No matter how emotional my coming out is,no matter how painful it is to look my parents in the eye, no matter how much I’m crying, no matter how precarious my situation would be, when I say the words “mom dad, I’m lesbian” there will a tiny fucking voice in the back of my brain that will immediately say: “I thought you were American”
1. Become aware of how and when you tearing yourself down.
2. Now that you can catch yourself doing it. Offer counters to the negative self talk. A really useful thing I read was to talk to yourself almost the way you would child. Gentle and patient. Even when they fuck up.
3. Take time to celebrate your small accomplishments. You’ve been attacking yourself for every little mistake. Apply that same fervor to the positive things in your life. Did the dishes even though you didn’t want to? Fuck yeah! Got up and took shower? YES!!! You are taking positive steps to feeling better. Celebrate it.
4. Make lists of things you’re good at/ like about yourself. The first time I did this the only two things in my list we’re that I liked my hair and I had good friends. It was start.
5. Don’t beat yourself up if you screw up steps 1-4. It’s counter productive. When I catch myself calling my self stupid for some mistake or other my response now is,“We don’t talk to ourselves like that anymore. What’s something constructive that could actually help solve the problem.”
Most of the time that seems to work. Not always. But more and more Everytime.
the fact that “puss” was just slang for “face” at the time doesn’t even make it better because Shaggy still pointed right at Frankenstein’s wife standing right there and loudly called her not just ugly, but ugly enough to be humorous to him
