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theradicalace: ask-kirby-sans: randomslasher: lilpunkinp: starjeweled-alpenglow: artbymoga: curlicuecal: joulssance: i love one (1) disaster wizard It’s a good metaphor tho, because the situation is never going to get better if you don’t eventually pull the door. And afterwards, no matter what the damage was, you’ll have a working cabinet, whatever plates you could salvage, and a place to start putting new plates. Reblogging for that comment ^ Hats off for negative jokes turned to wholesome posts So this was me for a long time. Afraid to open the door, certain that all that I was would crash and break. That I could never be repaired. But I opened the door. And what fell out and crashed to the ground was not me. They weren’t my dishes. They were other people’s dishes. Put inside we without my permission, when I was too young to know that I could not hold them all. I opened the door, and I’m still here. It turns out, I’m not that fragile. Oh damn it got better THANK YOU TWO FOR MAKING OUR LIVES A LITTLE BETTER i dont have access to whoever originally took the picture of the plates, but i do remember seeing it. and you know what ended up happening? they figured out a solution to get the plates out without breaking them! i dont remember how they did it (i assume they opened it slowly so they could hold the plates in place) but they were able to open the door and fix the problem, and everything was okay!basically, what i’m saying is, it isnt always as dire as it appears. sometimes, theres a way to get the door open without breaking your plates. -- source link