I don’t want to push your boundaries, but I was just wondering how you deal with all the negativity that people bring here sometimes? Like, as a therapist you help your clients deal with these things but how do you deal with it yourself? I feel like you’re probably very in touch with yourself but I always wonder how therapists in general deal with things. I’m sorry if this isn’t appropriate but I do admire you and what you do here.

therapy101:

thank you! it’s an appropriate question 🙂

you’re absolutely right- I am extremely self-aware. Maybe I was always that way to some extent, but I’ve become more and more that way over time through intentional practice. Self-monitoring is such a key part of coping and mental health. There are a couple of specific things I like to do when self-monitoring negative mood:

1. I play the “is this a BIG deal?” game. The game is pretty obvious: I decide whether whatever’s going on is a big deal, a medium deal, or a small deal. If it’s a small deal, that doesn’t mean it doesn’t matter or I can’t be upset. It’s a great way to validate: “yes, it’s a small deal, but it’s still a deal.” and then refocus my thoughts elsewhere. If it’s a medium deal or a big deal, then I can still validate and ask myself if there’s anything I can do about it right now. If yes, then I try to do it. If no, then I decide whether I should try to refocus or whether I need some time to decompress. So many things are a small deal, and keeping that in mind helps me not let those things overwhelm me.

2. I ask myself “what would I do if I was in a good mood?” Like many people, my instinct during a bad mood is to cater to that mood. The problem is that it can become a self-fulfilling cycle: the things I want to do during a bad mood often just perpetuate the bad mood, while the things I want to do during a good mood can perpetuate the good mood. So by checking to see what I would do if everything was the same, except that I was in a good mood, I can make sure I’m making the best choice for myself in that situation.

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buddhistmamaduck:

words-writ-in-starlight:

aethersea:

aethersea:

aethersea:

ok but in DnD as far as I can tell almost everyone outlives humans by a ridiculous amount – elves, dwarves, gnomes, and okay I confess my exposure to DnD is just TAZ so I’ve run out of races, but still. doesn’t this mean that to most races, humans seem like terrifyingly precocious children? especially if you haven’t met that many – it’s one thing to know that humans are considered adults by their twenties, it’s another thing to meet one who owns a business and has kids of their own, and then find out they’re less than half the age of your dumb baby brother who still eats rocks.

Angus, a ten-year-old child: “I am employed by the police to solve murders, because of the excellent reputation I have established for myself over many cases. I am traveling alone, unsupervised, searching for a killer on my own, because I am competent enough to do so.”

Taako, a three-hundred-year-old college-age kid: “sounds legit.”

Magnus: “Ok all jokes aside you guys realize this kid is way too young to be alone like this right? I mean yes, he’s more competent than the three of us put together, but he’s also a child, he should have someone looking out for him.”

Merle: “What are you talking about, Maggie? He’s barely a decade younger than you, what’s the issue?”

Taako: “No Merle he’s right, I mean we’re babysitting Magnus but who’s babysitting McDjango over here?”

Magnus: “I am a thirty-three-year-old man!”

Merle: “We know honey, we know.”

Also, dwarves only live about half as long as elves, so Magnus may be a grown adult, but Merle and Taako are probably within a few decades of each other in age and Taako’s probably mortified about it.

Merle, early on: “Hey, it’s my birthday tomorrow!”

Taako, painting his nails: “What are you, seven fifty?  Eight hundred?”

Merle, mortally offended: “I’m only two hundred and thirty-five, what the hell?”

Taako, horrified: “I’M TWO HUNDRED AND FOUR, WHAT THE HELL”

Magnus: “And I’m thirty-three, were we going to get dinner or what, Granddads?”

Taako: “BE SILENT, DEMON CHILD”

On the other hand, teenage Orcs are like 10-13 years old, so

Magnus: “No but really he’s only ten where are his parents?”

Killian, who is fifteen years old: “Not really following you on that one, it seems pretty legit to me”

Interesting factoid, Dragonborn and Orcs have almost the same age of maturity

july-19th-club:

accidental foreshadowing: the hits

Magnus, in Refuge: Listen, either they die or we forget about them, so, either way. ..

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Griffin: It’s like an airlock in a spaceship

Travis: Which of course we’ve been in before.

Griffin, very nervously: ….no? probably- probably not…

Clint: Maybe in the backstory!

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Magnus, indignant for all the wrong reasons: Hey, we don’t know shit about history! We don’t even remember where we are right now!

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Taako in Rockport Limited: It’s BARRY. How quickly you forget, huh?“

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Travis after the first inoculation, in Moonlighting: Did we remember anything about the umbrella we found in the dungeon or any of that?

Griffin: No.

Travis: Huh.

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Magnus: “I go and stand where he (the drifting mysterious incorporeal red spectre) is, and I jump around like ‘hey guys look I’m in a red robe!”

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Travis: hey, are the voidfish’s powers like…selective?

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Griffin, dodging like crazy: I mean, I imagine Barry’s voice sounds pretty different when he’s engulfed in flames.

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Griffin in The Eleventh Hour: I imagine it’d be very disorienting, dying like that and then not dying.

Taako, nonchalant: Just another day at the office, baby.

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BONUS from Rockport Limited; i just know this one was a two-year-long brick joke thanks griff

Jenkins: Remember, don’t leave anything behind, and you can’t take anything.

Magnus: Well, except memories.

Jenkins: The memories will be obliterated…no, no, no. I’m kidding. Nothing could destroy memories.