I’ve been ill a lot lately. Last week was a migraine, this week I woke up covered in hives, a few weeks before that was I can’t even remember, and now I’ve got a sore throat that isn’t fading. Lovely.
There is a lot of frustration inside of me, with regards to health - my chronic issues, my mental illness, the things I never asked for.
What I am most frustrated with is my inability to be at work. Yes, I can work from home if I’m able, like I have been doing today - and I’m as productive at home as I would be in the office - but it’s important to me, to be a part of the environment. To work with my colleagues.
And I mostly fear that they lose hope in me, or find me weak, or don’t trust that I want to be there.
I’m fighting, and working, and playing my part the best that I can. It may not be normal or preferred - I would rather live without ailments - but it is the hand I’ve been dealt and I have to embrace it, or let it define me.
Always with her fishy
Amsterdam Reflections by Krapivka2007 ( on devientart)
We gotta start teaching our daughters to be somebodies instead of somebody’s. — Kifah Shah (via murmurrs)
Here’s one of our favorite photos of all time.
A zookeeper dressed up in a giant panda suit carries panda cub Cao Gen at the Hetaoping Research and Conservation Center.
Scientists wear the panda suits to limit human interaction with the endangered bears, which are being left to fend for themselves in the new habitat so they can learn crucial survival skills and live in the wild without assistance.
illthinktothat asked: Where did you get all of those AMAZING sunglasses?
I am sun-smacked, exhausted, impatient for tangled limbs and the hum of fans cooling down bodies that have been isolated for too long.
The light at the end of the tunnel has always been this naggingly illuminated dot in the distance, pulsing, enticing a reach, only to pull back further once fingertips reach a certain proximity.
I’ve finally got my fingers wrapped round the edges.
The light is my love, and the rest of my life, and all the little things we will never take for granted.
One day I will look at him and think, “You’re still here. You don’t have to leave.”
And that will be everything I need.
“What size cups do you have?”
(Source: annachronique, via plenilune)
It’s 2013 and people still think body hair is unnatural
(Source: paperfeatherss, via lasercaptain)
Grampy steals a belly button