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1. Not having goals. You can’t reach your goals if you don’t know what they are.

2. Choosing goals that don’t inspire you. You won’t be able to keep on going if the prize at the end doesn’t really matter to you.

3. Expecting immediate results. Anything worthwhile is a battle and a struggle. It takes times and effort to bring about a change.

4. Lack of support. We all need someone to believe in us and to be our cheerleader when we start to feel discouraged.

5. Not believing in yourself. As Henry Ford so wisely said: “Whether you think you can, or you think you can’t, you’re right.”

6. Feeling bored. Most success involves a lot of humdrum work, and repeatedly doing the same kind of stuff. But each day brings you closer to achieving what you want.

7. Inaction and laziness. You have to work the plan before the plan will work … and dreams are only dream till you turn your thoughts to actions. Also, it’s crucially important that you manage your time well, and you don’t get distracted or procrastinate.

8. Being around negative people. There are plenty of people who only see the flaws, and whose eyes are on the problems, and the absence of solutions. If you hang out with them, you will lose your zest and passion, and your positive outlook will soon be undermined.

9. Comparing yourself to others. We each are individuals, and we start from different places; we all face our challenges, and work at different rates. Remember “it’s your journey”. Be patient with yourself.

10. Encountering setbacks. No matter how great your plans, or your level of commitment, you’re bound to face some setbacks and encounter obstacles. That’s a normal part of growth – just keep going when life’s tough.

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•buy toys/dolls/crayons
•play with Legos
•play old videogames/dress up games
•weave friendship bracelets
•watch cartoons
•use stickers
•draw pics of your favorite characters

If it makes you feel nice, do it.
Don’t even worry about what other people think, because it doesn’t matter–if it brings you happiness, it’s not “ridiculous”, or “immature”.

You deserve to enjoy yourself.

Let me share with you what I consider to be the most important less I’ve learned in my adult life:

“Growing up doesn’t mean you can’t have Zebra Cakes. Growing up simply means that, if you want to have Zebra Cakes, you buy them for yourself.”

“What the hell are you talking about, Bear?” Well, let me explain. For those of you who live outside of the US, this is a Zebra Cake:

It’s a little pre-packaged snack cake that is horribly cheap and junky and really not that great, but it is like manna from heaven to me. I fucking love these things. When I was a little kid growing up, my mom bought Zebra Cakes but once in a blue moon. They were intended to be put in mine and my siblings’ school lunches, but my brother and I would eat them whenever we wanted, so Mom just didn’t see the point. (They also used to be kind of expensive, at least for our family’s budget.) Needless to say, the coveted Zebra Cakes were a luxury for me, and were one of the tastes of my childhood.

Fast forward to my college years. I was living in an apartment with three other people, doing my own shopping and cooking. I was in the grocery store, picking up some stuff, and I happened to walk past a display of snack cakes. Among them were several boxes of Zebra Cakes.

I paused at this, chuckling to myself. Oh man. Zebra Cakes. I haven’t had those in years. I loved those when I was a kid. I reminisced happily and thought about how much I missed the taste of Zebra Cakes, then started to walk away.

And then I stopped dead.

Because I had realized that there was literally nothing stopping me from buying a box of Zebra Cakes. There was nothing stopping me from buying ten boxes of Zebra Cakes. If I wanted Zebra Cakes, I could have goddamn Zebra Cakes, because it was my money and my decision to make.

I put two boxes in my cart (they were 2 for $5) and never looked back.

Here’s the secret I learned that day: The idea of something being “just for kids” is, by and large, bullshit. What you do on your own adult free time with your own adult money is, by its very nature, adult stuff. It’s like comedian Eddie Izzard (who frequently performed his routines in drag) once said when someone asked about him wearing ‘women’s clothes’: “They’re not women’s clothes. They’re my clothes. I bought them.”

I am 25 years old, and yesterday I bought myself a shark lunchbox. Look at it. Look at how awesome my lunchbox is.

Was this lunchbox intended to by bought for and used by a child? Yes. The tag said it was for ages 3 and up. But it was bought by and will be used by an adult, and anyone who thinks that’s wrong is probably just jealous that they don’t have the self-confidence to rock a shark lunchbox at 25.

So like. Being “mature” and “an adult” doesn’t mean you have to completely abandon the things that made you happy when you were younger. It just means that you may have to approach them in a different way. 

Pay attention, there’s a lesson here

I hesitated reblogging this, and I am not entirely sure why.

LEGO. I just turned 42 and I have LEGO sets allllll over my house. Why? Because I wanted them, and because it is my money and I will spend it how I like, MOTHER.

As long as you aren’t bankrupting yourself, buy the things you *want* to buy, the things that bring you JOY.

you are missing out on so much if you just stick to “adult things”

Zebra cakes make an excellent “the secret to happiness” metaphor.

My wedding cake will just be hundreds of zebra cakes stacked together

my wedding cake will
just be hundreds of zebra
cakes stacked together

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bruisedpeachbaby:

We do need reassurance.

We need to know that you want to talk to us.
We need to know you want to see us.
We need to know you don’t hate us.
We need to know we aren’t annoying you.
We need to know we aren’t making you unhappy.
We need to know it’s okay to trust you with our emotions.
We need to know you aren’t leaving.
We need to know you still care.
We need to know that you want to be here.

We grew up learning that the things we thought were wrong.
We learned to stay quiet.
We learned to be “low-maintenance”.
We learned to put everyone else first.
We learned not to make eye contact.
We learned to wait and see if we’d be screamed at or treated kindly this time.
We learned to shrink down.
We learned our opinions weren’t valuable.
We learned that talking about our feelings was bad.
We learned that if we weren’t good enough we would be left or hurt.

Please be patient.
We know we’re being inconvenient when we ask you for the millionth time if you still like us, or if every little thing we do is okay, but please remember we are struggling too.

It doesn’t take long to say,
“No, don’t worry you’re okay.”
“I care about you.”
“I want to see you.”
“It’s okay.”
“I’m here.”
“You’re safe.”

Please don’t come into our lives and make promises of not being bothered if you can’t handle constantly reassuring us.
Please don’t tell us to trust you and then leave.

Be honest with us and yourself about your limits and capabilities.

askbrassknuckles:

Next year will be a new adventure for me – I am going to be on a very stressful work schedule, which includes nights, weekends, and holidays. I will not be able to go to many conventions – at this point the only ones after MAGfest are possibly a day at Bronycon and perhaps Otakon. 

As such, I’m going to focus on introspection. I’ll probably go on a couple retreats and focus on building myself up, so that when I can share with others at conventions again, my message will be stronger.

If you want to join in, I am going to post monthly introspection prompts via my e-mail newsletter. You will have to do “homework”, and I’ll help to keep you on track with a reminder every couple weeks. If you’d like to join in, please message me with your e-mail address.

I am also considering retiring this account, and joining it with my main blog @riftwingdesigns. I will still post if I find things, but maintaining two accounts is taking more time than I have.I appreciate all my followers, and urge you to follow my other account. It will post motivational prompts as well as art from anime, sci-fi, and macabre. I am also into vulture culture (bones and taxidermy) and crafts, so there will be more of a mix of all the things I enjoy.

Thank you all for your support, and happy 2018!