We all know the real reason Marshall didn’t want to name their child Tara.
I don’t think so, but then again I’ve never cared to ask, nor would I pay any attention to it if they do. I think having any sort of affliction (be it mental or otherwise) and being able to be creative either through that, because of that, or in order to deal with that, is a great and positive thing.
Sadly, I think it is insinuated that you are thought of as less than if there is something about you that isn’t “normal” or doesn’t function in the “normal” way. This is a giant bummer and I call shenanigans on that. I don’t know if there is anything wrong with me now and I stopped caring to find out what it might have been years ago. I choose to define what I may or may not have as, “Idiosyncrasies.” This allows me to move on and simply exist.
I am no expert. But I can tell you this: It took me 20+ years to deal with my shit and it wasn’t until I let go and stopped trying to define things that things started getting really good. I may or may not be bipolar, have crippling panic attacks, and exhausting OCD. I may or may not be an alcoholic. I made a decision to turn my life around and set about it slowly, day after day, step by grueling step, over the course of several years. I don’t know when it changed or how it changed, but it did and it is of no concern to me how that happened or what it all means.
I apologize. I tend to veer all over the place when trying to be concise in a short amount of time. These are my rambling thoughts.
To get back on point, I believe that anyone can create. There is no prerequisite. If you happen to have something different about you, whatever that is, I say use it. Tom Waits had a great quote that I am about to butcher. He said something to the effect of, “My favorite singers and artists are the ones who took that thing about them that seemed like a liability and turned it into an asset.”
I was a shy kid with asthma and a stuttering problem form Mahtomedi, MN. Yet somehow I made that work for me.
Lion, Tiger And Bear Raised Together After Rescue From Drug Dealer
Baloo the bear, Leo the lion, and Shere Khan the tiger were found locked in a basement undernourished and abused. The trio was originally owned by a drug dealer who didn’t properly care for them, leading to neglect and poor health. In 2001, Noah’s Ark Animal Sanctuary, a nonprofit that cares for animals in need, came to the rescue, and took them to Locust Grove, Georgia, where they were treated for injuries. They could have been separated but since at the moment of the rescue they were already friends, the sanctuary decided to keep them together. The abuse they suffered together as babies has bonded them into a loving brotherhood that does not recognize species.
Via The Meta Picture
Works for me in all sorts of ways.
Lions and tigers and bears, oh my!
willow + tears
Rule of the Buffy fandom: When Willow cries, you cry.
When willow cries I cry.
When Willow cries, you wanna die.
WHEN WILLOW CRIES YOU WANNA DIE!
If I ever got an acting role where I had to cry I would just picture Alyson Hannigan crying
the single greatest moment of the series