Joanna, 23 y/o, living with my babe in a messy apartment in Gothenburg, SWE. I suck at remembering things, I procrastinate so hard I'll probably manage to stall my own eventual demise and I have sudden flare-ups of anxiety, which just adds up to some very sporadic social interactions; I'm not ignoring you, I just can't get my head around the concept of time. Here to queer up your fandoms, slay eurocentric and patriarchal social norms while drawing and reblogging cool stuff. Safe zone for all cuties, let me know if you need something tagged!
Doing the twelve steps to recovery (Overeaters Anonymous Style). Went to my first meeting yesterday, feeling hopeful but frightened, but I think that’s normal in the beginning.
*power greater than ourselves; it can be anything, from a Christian God to paganism (I’m wiccan so that’s my greater power) to the AO meetings themselves.