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I got Dainty Pink.
I tried two different times. My first was Rain Breeze, my second was Sky Wings, which didn’t really make sense XD so I drew a different second name and got Sky Song. :3
Love Puff…..I kinda wanna make this a character
This time I got Misty Pants XD
Heart dance….so my cutie mark would be a heart with feet on them???
Petal Leaf? What?
yup dat me
Like, ribbon candy? Huh.
that’s p cute actually
Maple Jamboree uwu
I don’t know what that means but okay
Hey hello! I am Keely, and I have Epilepsy due to a severe head injury.
Unlike normal Epilepsy its not triggered by what the media (movies, t.v. shows, books, etc.) normally puts out. It’s triggered by lots of weird things. Yes the typical stress, or flashing lights will trigger it, but i can also have seizures from heavy beats in music, being scared, and drugs…such as weed.
So…nothing against weed. I’m an art student and i’d be lying if I said I didn’t have friends who got baked some nights.
But you know, if you’re going to do weed, and then let it just stain your clothes so bad that everyone within a couple yards (this is done by getting lit in your car or in an enclosed place for a lonnnng period of time.) can smell it-be considerate where you sit in a restaurant.
Whyyyy you ask??
Because prolonged exposure to weed can give people a contact high-or in my case a very painful seizure.
So…can anyone guess what happened to me today?
I tried very politely to make it known that I can’t be around weed due to health…and welp. I got laughed at by the high young high school students (seriously they were in track uniforms from a local high school and everything) and then harassed. So I had to get up and leave the restaurant, making a little bit of a scene-and then promptly had a very painful seizure.
Hahaha let me tell you I sure enjoyed being embarrassed and in pain for 2 hours.
Look-point of this post is: I don’t care if you do weed, or whatever. But if someone with a medical condition asks for you to be considerate-can you please do that?
Seizures are dangerous, painful, and leave me horribly embarrassed, confused, and depressed.
Thank you for your time.
i have had depression since i was 13/14 and was unofficially diagnosed by a doctor at 16, then officially diagnosed by a psychiatrist at 18. i have seen countless blogs on here (primarily run by teenage girls) glamourising the hell out of it when it’s evident that they’re just feeling perfectly natural sadness, or perhaps teenage angst and moodiness.
It’s not our place to judge and diagnose other people. I have been diagnosed with depression too, but I don’t believe that gives me the right or professional training to make judgements based on the contents of people’s blogs.
i’d rather they didn’t label themselves with depression because when they do that it makes everyone who sees them think that’s what depression is, and then they dismiss those who have had it take over their life for so long they can barely function because they see depression as what these very vocal teenagers have been attributing to it, rather than be able to recognise what it truly is.
That’s why it’s so important to get the resources out there, so people can know what it is. That’s why it’s important to get the word out, because there are these misconceptions. But in the end, a few bloggers on Tumblr aren’t going to change the diagnosis, they aren’t going to change professional’s minds what is or isn’t depression. The definition of depression won’t change. And myself, I care about me getting better, not what some people on the internet think about it. I’ve dealt with this for twenty years and one thing I’ve learned is that there will always be people with a skewed vision of what depression is and there’s not a thing you can do about it.
there’s a pretty big line between a person trying to understand their unhappiness and a person making a blog announcing they have depression and posting loads of things entirely misrepresenting the illness and therefore proving they don’t actually know what it really means to have depression, just that they want to be seen as a tortured soul and think crying ‘mental illness’ is the best method of getting away with this.
If that’s truly the case, they’ll get bored with it and move on. Many teenagers are just looking for themselves and trying to figure out what they are and trying on new labels and such. We all do this as teenagers. This is just part of life.
if someone is so determined they have depression then just sitting at their computer reblogging pictures with sad words on them isn’t going to help them anyway. i know it can be difficult to find a mental health professional who isn’t dismissive of teenagers but if a person feels so strongly that they have this horrible illness then seeking help is miles better than making a blog that not only glamourises it (therefore implying they consider it to be a good thing) but also provides a method of putting incredibly dark and potentially suicide-triggering thoughts into theirs and others’ heads.
Wow, that last sentence could easily describe this comic blog. This kind of suggests that people shouldn’t use their blog to discuss their depression. If their goal is to glamorize depression, they aren’t doing a good job because I don’t feel my condition is particularly glamorized.
idk, this is just my opinion and it’s already given me anon hate so i suppose i shouldn’t have voiced it. oh well, too late now.
I don’t think anyone deserves anon hate but caring what other people put on their blogs is a surefire way of getting it. That’s why one should focus on their own rehabilitation. It’s difficult enough caring what family and friends think of it but caring what strangers on the internet think of it? That’s too much and will only serve to frustrate you more.
TEENAGE GIRLS CAN’T LIKE THINGS I LIKE, AND THEY CAN’T HAVE DISORDERS I HAVE EITHER
I MEAN WHAT IF THEY SIMULTANEOUSLY LISTENED TO JUSTIN BIEBER AND HAD DEPRESSION
THAT WOULD JUST RUIN DEPRESSION FOR ME
LIKE FOR ME DEPRESSION IS SOMETHING MEANINGFUL AND IMPORTANT. NOT SOMETHING A TEENAGE GIRL CAN TALK ABOUT.
I AM GOING TO HAVE TO GET A MORE COOL DISORDER THAT NO ONE ELSE HAS DISCOVERED YET IF THIS KEEPS UP. SUCKS BECAUSE I WAS DEPRESSED BEFORE IT WAS POPULAR, BUT NO ONE WILL UNDERSTAND MY PAIN IF A GIRL CAN DO IT TOO.
GOSH I REALLY HATE WOMEN.
i cannot believe you could be so stupid as to infer that from what i wrote
depcomix’s response shows poor interpretation and awareness but you’re putting so many words in my mouth i’m surprised i’m not choking right now
Completely ignoring the people who are in denial that mental illnesses are like, en vogue right now (must be nice to put them on and take them off like a hat, I wouldn’t know).
A friend recently summed it up: “I always thought I knew what being anxious was like, but if this is what true anxiety is people who have had it their entire lives must be really strong.”
That’s what casually saying you have depression because you have a couple of sad days and want to seem interesting does. That’s what diagnosing yourself with OCD because you have a few quirks does. It misrepresents something horrible and difficult that causes people to suffer and need medical attention as something common, a mood swing, a personal oddity. Then you have people saying shit like “JUST POWER THROUGH IT I DID” and like, of course they think that. Because they have no idea what these disorders really are.
Reading up on your symptoms can be great, it can calm you down. It can show you this stuff is more common than you think, that you’re not broken, that you’re not alone.
But self-diagnosing is deeply dangerous. Do you now the difference between a dissociation and a flashback? Do you know the difference between OCD and OCPD? Trust me, you should probably have a degree before you diagnose anyone because you can’t just read up on it on a Wiki and understand it completely (don’t even get me started on blogs and stuff, Tumblr is a goldmine of irresponsible mental health information).
Also, it’s impossible to be objective about yourself and your symptoms. Especially enough to give yourself a diagnosis.
Just, go to a doctor. This is why mental health needs to be available to everyone. It’s not a DIY practice, it’s just not.
This may piss people off who follow me but I am staunchly against self-diagnosis and staunchly against treating mental illness as something cute, quirky, or interesting. I’ve seen people misdiagnose themselves with something awful and difficult when it was something simple and probable treatable. I’ve also seen people misdiagnose themselves with something like mild depression when in actuality, they needed to go to the doctor because something was deeply psychologically wrong with them, and they were a danger to themselves. This is not harmless.
And I don’t hate for half a second on teen girls. I was one of these girls. I thought I was just being a “drama queen” for years because of that, and it’s more because of the hysterical attitudes above than OP.
Speaking as someone who has dealt with anxiety and depression for much of her life, I have to say this “LOL SO DEPRESSED/AWKWARD” shit people pull really gets my goat, too. I completely understand how it feels to not have your mental illness taken seriously because of your youth (I’m 18; thankfully I was officially diagnosed by the time I was 13) but I feel like lots of people just pull the mental illness card to look special and unique. Another example to bring to the table is anxiety. My anxiety rules my life; I’ve had serious panic attacks and it’s hard for me to form serious connections to people or go out and enjoy my life because I’m always worrying about the worst case scenario. So when I see people on here gloating about how “awkward” they are or presenting their antisocialness as a cute quirk it just REALLY pisses me off. They treat my illness like a cute accessory when I want nothing more than to be rid of it. That’s what it all boils down to. People wanting to use mental illnesses to seem different and special. That sort of thing is very offensive to those of us who live with these issues and are forced to cope with them on a daily basis.
The people who responded to my post missed the point completely. Because here you are, continuing to spew venom at other people because you don’t think their version of mental illness measures up to your own.
You missed the point that no matter what happens, whether it’s “in vogue” or whether some people use depression as a cop-out or an excuse in their own lives, it’s not going to change the diagnosis to a professional. If you go to a doctor and they diagnose you, what someone said on Tumblr is not going to chnage anything. The diagnosis is safe, trust me.
Second, by caring what other people do and say on their blogs, you are not helping yourselves. As I said, it’s bad enough having depression, and it takes a lot of energy to try to keep it in check. Why waste that time and energy on complaining what other people think on the internet? Why are you sabotaging your own recovery by adding this unnecessary stress in your life?
There is nothing good that comes out of this kind of bashing. Focus on your own recovery, and let other people figure themselves out without being judged by stangers. If they seek help, that’s great, but we all know that depression tends to make seeking help difficult anyways.
The bottom line: being judgemental does not make you a very nice person nor does it help in your recovery. And that’s the irony here; that the diagnosed people complaining about others not getting help are not helping themselves either.
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it’s finally finished!
I wanted to experiment a little with lighting and angles… I still need to learn a lot but I’m fairly happy with this now so I’m posting it! ;;
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IS MANCAVE INUENDO BECAUSE IF ITS WASN’T IT IS NOW
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