A few years ago when Billie Piper was playing Rose, I was very worried because the next week’s episode was called something like The Day Rose Died. I can’t remember exactly what it was called. Well, my children were in love with Rose as a companion, and I was worried about her. So I sent an e-mail off to Russell T Davies, who of course had grown up on the classic Doctor Who series, and I said “Could you just reassure me that Rose does not, in fact, die because my children shouldn’t watch it if that happens,” and he sent an e-mail back to me saying, “You killed Adric. What do you care?”
Being lazy: Hm, I guess I’ll just hang out in the garden today. I mean, there’s work to do, but it can be done tomorrow. Chilling in the sun is better. Maybe I’ll read something.
Being depressed: I could sit in the sun. I’d have to go outside. Why is sitting in the sun even valued, it’s just sitting, but warmer. I’ll just sit here. Can I be asleep now, please? I have work to do, why am I so useless? I can’t even get up to go outside. And I can’t sleep. Why is everything so much.
Yeah, I know it’s just “in your head”. Where else would being sad be? Not everything that is in your head is just a product of your imagination and can be ignored. Depression is a brain malfunction that dampens your perception of the world to a dull, grey mass. Literally nothing can make you happy, because the option of being happy has been cancelled. Nothing can look drastic to you, because drastic implies worry and worry implies something dear to you and something dear would make you happy, but you are not happy. About nothing. Niki Minaj could come up next to you and hug you, wishing you a good day and you’d be like: “I guess I should feel something now, but… it’s kinda meh.”
Depression is an illness, so treat it like one. Get help and encourage depressed friends to get help.
okay hear me out
a magical girl anime
but with moms instead
I have a mighty need.
Plot Twist: the main villain is ALSO a mom
“A woman must be strong to protect that which she holds most dear…”
What if their kids are best friends who go to the same school?
Imagine the PTA meetings
fite me helen
BRING IT KAREN
I just choked on air.
OH MY GOD.
ready to comply.
story time: i taught my little cousin her first longer word when she was very young. i taught her to say “tax benefits”. and to this day my aunt still doesn’t know where she got it from, but it was a hilarious sight to see a little toddler waddling around the house, wearing a big diaper, all the while yelling “TAX BENEFITS!!!!”
My parents did this with me and “nuclear disarmament”.
I taught my little brother to say “micro-surgical vasectomy reversal” (saw it on a billboard) on a road trip, and he didn’t stop saying it for literal years.
My parents taught me to chant “Get your laws off our bodies!” for a pro-choice rally when I was like four and I went to preschool and taught all the other kids the chant and led them on a mini-parade around the playground and the teachers were like ?????????? ?????????? ????????????
whenever my brother threw a tantrum as a baby my parents would chant “live free or die” until he calmed down it was fuckin weird
when i was a kid whenever we got stuck in traffic my dad would say “what the fuck?!?” in a very comic voice and i would repeat it and then he would say it with a slightly different inflection and i would repeat that too and so forth and so basically my poor mother would be stuck in standstill traffic listening to her husband and 4 yr old daughter swearing at each other without end
i’m a preschool teacher and we like to joke around using radical vocabulary with the children, the other day i overheard one kid say ‘this is my truck’ and the other one said ‘no, this truck belongs to the collective’; they all say it now
That last one.
This is too good not to reblog.
help
