mikkeneko:

neshtasplace:

jemeryl:

I have bipolar mood disorder and I get worried that I’m too reliant on my medication especially if the dosage goes up

Then I realized

NEUROTYPICAL PEOPLE ARE JUST AS RELIANT on the neurochemicals in my medication, it’s just that their bodies produce it and mine doesn’t, it’s not that I’m a bad person and idk this realization seems to have really helped me understand and not feel so bad about it?

Exactly!

#if you can’t make your own neurotransmitters storebought is fine  

nocturne-prince:

babyblueavenger:

lawful-evil-novelist:

socksblazethechesnutphase:

cornputer:

When high school teachers tell you, “In college they don’t let you have a notecard, you have to memorize everything,” or “teachers throw away your homework if you don’t put your name on it and they DON’T accept late work.” It’s all bullshit. It’s all fucking bullshit.

High School does an efficient job of making your absolutely terrified of college, while not preparing you whatsoever for college.

Other things I was lied about in college:

• Teachers won’t go over the syllabus: The first day in EVERY class is spent going over the syllabus and is barely dedicated to actual learning, I learned in Sociology the first day, and it was the basics of the course.
• Your teacher will dock points if you’re late to class: bullshit they just kinda look at you then say “okay go sit down” and that’s it.
• You can’t go to the bathroom during a lecture: It’s not advised but you don’t even need to ask just leave the classroom quietly from the back they don’t care, heck sometimes they don’t notice.  I had a day where a friend and I knew what we were doing in class and literally we just backed our seats towards the back of the class and left through the back door.
• You can’t go to the professor for help: WHAT THE FUCK DO Y’ALL THINK OFFICE HOURS ARE?  Go to your professors during office hours, go talk to your academic adviser, there is always a tutoring thing somewhere at the school, there is always help.
• to add to that homework thing, y’all most of it is online nowadays.
• Also the teacher might have PDFs of the textbook, and while they’re hella shoddy PDFs (seriously the work study office assistants scan those, that is my job) they’re useful and free.

More lies high school tells you about college:

- They expect you to dress professionally: no. They don’t. No one does. I had teachers come to class wearing their pajamas. No one cares how you dress. - Your professor doesn’t care if you get behind, you already paid for the class: except the professors do care, a lot, because it’s their frigging job to teach you. Unless you get a really shitty professor, but that’s what they have ratemyteacher and class evals for. College professors are some of the most enthusiastic people I know, because a lot of them are teaching what they love to people that want to be there. They’re there to help, just like any other instructor. If you’re behind or confused TALK TO THEM.

If you decide college is for you, don’t be intimidated by it. It’s not nearly as scary as high school teachers who haven’t been on a college campus in twenty years make it sound. It’s a little more challenging, because you’re an adult now and can handle it, but you also have all the options and resources at your disposal that an adult does. You’ll be fine :3

Finally a “high school lied about college” post I can get behind, because a lot of the ones I see are bullshit if you are a STEM major but this is true even for a STEM major.

alicatchrist:

mama-green:

like literally smoking from the engine

white and you smell pancakes?
it’s the coolant. panic and pull over, but you’ll live

a slight blue tinge?
it’s the oil. panic and pull over, but you’ll live

grey, looks like fire smoke?
gasoline; the most combustable and dangerous. pull over and leave the vehicle, pray.

sharing because i didn’t know this when my car started smoking white yesterday and i was so afraid for my life.

Reblogging because a dear friend of my Moms with mechanic experience told me the same thing when I got my license.

garnetcomets:

so uh. tomorrow (or today, depending on when ur reading this post) is the 15th anniversary of september eleventh, and i just want to tell my fellow muslims that its ok, its ok, it’s not our fault, i love you, i love you, its ok, i love you.

also if u r not muslim can u reblog this? last year i really needed a post like this, so if you could spread it i would really appreciate it!!

I hate this day.