It’s true that I am a person given to overly dramatic self-expression, AND I am in pain.
It’s true that I deal with my pain by being quiet about it, AND my pain is real.
It’s true that the way I deal with pain is not congruent with the way I deal with most other inconveniences in my life, AND my pain is real.
Here’s a thought: maybe pain is more than just a minor inconvenience. Maybe it matters more. Maybe that’s why it’s harder to be flip about it.
Anonymous asked:
Thanks. It sure is a Something.
Anonymous asked:
Oh, it’s fine. I live like this too: I accumulate piles and piles of Interesting IRL, and only really refine them once I realize I can’t find my table/bed/floor under all the Interesting.
But ye gods, it’s a lot, eh?
Won’t that only solve 75% of your problems?
The book solves half of your problems, not all of them
Say you have 8 problems. You read the book, and you have 4 problems. You read the book again gets rid of HALF, of those 4 problems. So you’re left with two. Out of the 8 problems, 6 were resolved and 6/8 is 75%.
Finally Tumblr can do math
So, what you’re saying, is that if I buy infinite books, I will solve all of my problems, because the sum as n approaches infinity starting at 1 of (½)^n equals 1, which would be 100% of my problems.
No, you will only ever be able to become infinitely close to solving all of your problems, like this:
Please stop explaining math to me im gay
that’s why radioactive material is such a bitch! it only ever deteriorates relative to its mass so it will never completely vanish
This post is pushing me to the limit
drydenforbes-blog asked:
neil-gaiman answered:
Terry’s was more like Brian Dennehy, mine was more like Michael Palin. We compromised on the late Peter Sellers playing both Crowley and Aziraphale. Michael Sheen is his own man. Or in this case, his own angel.
I’m NOT crying… *sobbing*
A slightly better angel angle…
Gone to the clicks with a bag of banged grains…
Sigh…
inktober day18: a litter of mimics born in the local high-class jewelry shop. that’s what they get for letting the neighbor’s curio cabinet sniff around their guard display case.
gonna post the last few inktobers i did. i might finish the nine i have left but ehhhhhhhhhh.
oh my god i’ve been looking for this picture for like YEARS bless
Anonymous asked:
macgyvermedical answered:
I have encountered attitudes like this in the medical world, but the sentiment is invariably based on personal stigma, not the most recent scientific/medical understanding of asexuality.
A lot of medical professionals (and, really, a lot of people in general) who are not in the community tend to equate asexuality with hypoactive sexual desire disorder (HSDD), and I think this is where a lot of the confusion comes from.
Asexuality is a sexual orientation and is officially defined as a lack of sexual attraction. It’s someone saying “I have no (or less than average) sexual attraction to other people, this is fine with me because my sexual and intimacy needs (if any) are (or can be) still adequately met.”
HSDD, meanwhile, is a disorder characterized by personal distress related to lack of sexual desire- it’s someone going “I have no desire for sex but still need it, which leaves my sexual/intimacy needs unmet and causes me distress.”
Note that they’re two completely different things- one is a neutral identity like being gay (and while there may be external stressors like bullying, the identity itself does not cause distress), while the other is a disorder that causes real distress in itself and can be treated with therapy and/or medications that increase libido.
Ironically, I am on one of the main combination of medications used to treat HSDD (testosterone and buspirone) for different reasons, and they haven’t impacted my asexual identity one bit- because no medications can change one’s sexual orientation.
Okay. Just this once. Take 2 of the Gavotte.
We are in a discreet gentleman’s club in Portland Place, in the 1880s, and somebody has invented a moving picture camera rather ahead of schedule.
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