Im so freaking smart Im Running low on gum balls in my little machine in my room and I didn’t wanna buy a 30 buck refill bag so I filled it w a container of mentos and m and ms therefore i get a mystery every time bubblegum? Mint gum? M&m? I dunno but I’m the next fucking Einstein
Honestly, in my work as a therapist, I’m seeing this A Lot, and tbh I still don’t have a satisfactory approach to it. A heavy dose of Existentialist “create your own Purpose” tempered with “when the plane’s going down, put your own oxygen mask on first”, but… yeah, there is no ethical way to work on individual emotional distress without acknowledging the systemic socioeconomic, geopolitical fuckery going on at the moment, and the sheer grief that comes with it.



















