Taako goes to some fantasy university in neverwinter and says ‘can i get a phd? I don’t want to write an essay but i did just save the world soooooooooo….’
And they’re like um no you have to write a dissertation? So taako’s like fuck it i’ll start my OWN university where saving the world is grounds for getting a phd. Hey hi it’s me ur friend dr taako
barry shows up after getting a phd from an actual university with the most smug face ever like “u made the rules taako gimme that 2nd phd” and taako doesn’t speak to him for a week
Omg dr dr bluejeans
Barry has 100 years of nerdery under his belt, so he spends a solid five years speeedrunning through phd programs in every university on the continent, often simultaneously, just so he can introduce himself at parties as
Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor Bluejeans, PhD.
When the DM brings up your backstory but you have to stay in character:
any recommendations for good anxiety podcasts?
hooooooo boy i guess today has just been one of those days i literally did not stop shaking and have been fighting down imminent anxiety attacks all day.
but you know what? I went to class. I participated. I did my best and I made it through
Sure I have Full Body Ache and cant stop feeling my heart beating in my chest. but goddamn i somehow found the strength to leave my fucking room
My brother was diagnosed with depression years before I was, and because of that he started therapy years before I did.
I still remember when I was a young teen and he was playing a Nirvana song and he stopped it at this one line: “I miss the comfort of being sad”
He told me that when you start to get better, there’s a part of you that misses being sad and that if you start feeling that way you have to be extra extra aware and careful because if you indulge the feeling you’ll go down a self-destructive spiral
And even though that was years and years ago, I think about it all the time. Especially when I’m reading discourse on the idea of getting so attached to mental illness as an identity that you don’t want to improve things because you feel safe in it and don’t know who you are without it
I always think of that line “I miss the comfort of being sad” and my brother’s warning
this is the first semester I am correcting my professors with my preferred name and pronouns which is. Hellish on my anxiety but so so rewarding at the same time
