"The road to fascism is lined with people telling you to stop overreacting."
Adán: Personally, I think, you're just overreacting.
I'm starting a new medication, which will ideally help with my depression and anxiety! Also, it's supposed to pair well with my ADHD meds, so it'll also help with that a bit as well. Very exciting! I'm not looking forward to the transitional period, but there's little I can do about that. It'll be worth it if these meds end up helping me more.
Nazis under your bed
Nazis risen from the dead
Nazis everywhere you tread
Nazis hidden within every word said
Nazis living rent free inside your head
In Clown World, Hitler is in charge
The Nazis, they're just everywhere
No matter where you are
And if anyone tells you, you're insane
Just go and dye your hair again
First of all I'd like to thank Estee, some of her notes regarding her latest piece (Monster Girl In Equestria) really helped me gain a more critical eye over my own work. I certainly re-evaluated scenes and cut what felt like cliché content, some of which( in hindsight) just wouldn't have made sense with where this is going and what I want it to be.
Now, this chapter.
After the admin let off some steam about their ableist manager on the venting channel, I sympathized with them, expressed my distaste towards ableists, and claimed that their manager is a Karen.
The admin told me not to make assumptions about people I don't know and claimed that their manager is nice but doesn't think clearly. Later, they kicked me out of the server.
Здравствуйте читатель, I have a small update for the amazing feedback I've gotten on Under Eternal Winds.
The feedback given was phenomenal and I have been taking notes, brainstorming and most importantly writing down what insights they've given me. I must give thanks to the couple people who were kind enough to comment or dm me their insights.
I will talk more about my mental condition from now on. I am not sure how most of my followers will react to this, when I often write blog entries like this that aren't about my writing or Equestria analysis, but about my mental health. But you don't need to read these kinds of blog entries if you find them annoying or even feel of them as drama, I won't demand this from you, so if you don't want to read them, just ignore them.
I have woken up today and things have taken a turn for the worse. In the most horrible way I can imagine. I lack the strength to say much about it now, about the reason, the mental strength to say much. And talking about it is very painful, because of the emotions involved.....
We return to another tale twisted by the teller. And this one was pretty twisted to begin with. Time for one of the iconic memes of early pony.
This week marks the penultimate Rainbow Dash Presents card blog. Before getting into the grand finale with the mare of Lost Carcosa, let’s look at the various shorts peppering the playlist.
I could look at the next issues of Generations for this week, but I have something fun planned for New Year’s Day that requires me to skip over the comics for a cycle. As such, let’s see why everything is bigger and eight.
Happy Father’s Day! Today’s pony media is sadly unrelated. Well, hopefully unrelated. If Lost Carcosa reminds you of your father, that’s a matter for you and your therapist. In any case, let’s close out Rainbow Dash Presents.
Or why I have devolved into spending most of my days either playing PS4 or writing. 2020 is doing wonders for my mental state lol. What's June going to have, a volcanic eruption?
Many years ago, I lived together with a person who called herself my "mother". She was evil and also mentally ill. A few days ago, on Thursday, I came to think about her, because I was thinking about the mistake I made in January of 2017 and how my extreme reaction there must have been because of a mental illness.
Well... season six, episode eight, A Hearth's Warming Tail, was a straight retelling of A Christmas Carol that, while pretty well executed (I love you, Luna), missed a HUGE opportunity to engage with the very real existence of people who are lonely or grieving over the holidays, have bad memories associated with Xmas, or otherwise have legitimate reasons not to join in with forced cheer.
I was always balanced. Until I suddenly wasn't anymore. Since that mistake I made in January of 2017, I have changed and lost a part of myself. I still don't understand what caused it and what made me act that way. But since then, I was not balanced anymore. And it grew worse with time. Not only did I develop angry outbursts and was out of control, I also began to
So yeah ... Christmas kind of blew for me this year, specifically with work. Seriously, fuck retail during the holidays, and I thought working at a grocery store during this time was bad.
This one feels… odd. I’ve met ROBCakeran53 in person, and I know well how much he doesn’t want to be associated with this story. Though, to be fair, you could hardly say that's what we'll be discussing...