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we're not kids anymore.
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they won't tell you this in therapy but sometimes the best way to stop catastrophizing/anxiety is to interrupt your spiraling with "girl what the hell are you talking about"
This is true but the secret to it is that it can’t be paired with shame. It’s a neutral shame-free reaction and it goes a long way.
Rebecca Sugar cooked with "Character whose entire existence is devoted to the service of another character who's now dead and now they have no idea what to do with themselves except live." I love that shit. I forged myself into a tool for you and now you're gone. I'm sniffing this like a bloodhound
"I swore I'd die for you but now you're dead and I have no conception of what it's like to live outside of my devotion to you but now I've no choice but to learn" is already so delicious. But giving that character "Fumbled a BBW and now has to raise her kid" is so much better. There's umami in this
Nobody knows how to write. It's never been done. Literature is a moving horizon humanity will never reach.
Bunch of squiggles on paper. Bull shit. What are we even doing.
Tell me a soft memory
we would find out later i had burned off my entire cornea - about 65% of my eye. my doctor told me it is the organ with the highest concentration of nerve endings - i was in an amount of pain that can't be spoken.
and i was blind. for the first time in my life, i was totally blind. i kept thinking about reading, about writing. weirdly, just once, about driving. we had no idea if i would ever see again. just like that - my entire life was different.
it is a strange place to reference for a soft memory, to begin here.
my siblings were taking excellent care of me, but there was a moment in the hospital where, just through bad luck and timing - both of them had to step away for a moment. i was crying at that point; not emotionally. for 3 days after this i would still be crying, my tears, like a mermaid's, a frothy pink with blood.
my brother worried about leaving me. he had another, just-as-bad emergency.
"i got her," someone said. "don't worry."
a soft hand held mine, and then she started talking.
her name was jess. she has a wife named clyde. they live a few blocks up the street. clyde fell down, but the x-rays seem to be coming back better than expected. jess says she's got long dark hair and "more wrinkles than an elephant". jess describes every chair in the room and every person. she talks about her two kids and her cats and her favorite memories from college.
a doctor came. i had to switch to a different waiting room. i tried to stand up to follow the voice - i found jess's hand, following me. she didn't let go. she kept talking the whole way: lamp to your left, just a few more steps, okay to your right is the ugliest painting, good, now a little more walking straight, you got it baby
in the new silence of the next room she sat me down and called my brother for me, telling him where we'd gone to. and she stayed there for a bit, just chatting, her voice echoing in the eerie quiet. gently describing the room to me. and then someone was rude. from the sound of the voice, a kid, i think.
"why is she crying?"
"she just lost her vision," jess said. "she can't see."
"oh." said the kid. "that's scary."
the kid tells me he is here because he has peas stuck up his nose. that makes me laugh, his mom (?) groans. she tells me about the kid (he's 6, he likes paw patrol and eating cheese), about herself, about moving from cali.
jess says she's sorry, but she has to leave now, she's gotta go check on her wife.
"don't worry," says the mom. "i got her." and then i felt her hand press into mine.
for hours like that: i am taken care of by strangers. each person just talking with whatever comes to their head - not for any reward or celebrity or real reason, i guess. just because i am scared and alone and in the hospital and blinded and need to be distracted. not everyone even got told the story - they would just pick up in the silence with - oh by the way the television is playing HGTV - do you like that kind of a thing? yeah, me too, but could never quite get into those open-floor plans, i'll tell you -
by the time my brother is able to come back, the room is buzzing. we talk to each other like old friends, laughing, cracking jokes about if you don't like hospital food wait until you get on an airplane and can't believe i'm up past two in the morning what a party animal i'm becoming. i am holding the hands of someone named drew, who likes my crow tattoo and making crochet snails.
there are many dark moments full of pain in this world. this - in the low of absolute-dark, absolute-pain: people find a way to paint in it anyway. the color splash of their voices: this triumphant, radiating kindness of - let's be here together, let me help you, let's keep going.
i never saw their faces. i can't remember many of their names. but i think about them often, and the way we all took a deep breath - and did something gentle amongst the pain.
Most of us could probably stand to benefit from reading this. I did. It’s really lovely.
just found this and now i’m googling self lobotomy
Food Earrings // Chelle Pastel
You are the reason I’m smiling when there is nothing to smile about
new tattoo!! got my feline fur babies immortalized
As much as I want Zagreus to be a bossfight in Hades 2 I think it would be so much funnier if his dad gets locked up and all of a sudden he’s in charge and it is not going well
mutuals we are baking cookies together
mutuals i am asking you to get chocolate chips from the middle shelf in the pantry. no the other middle shelf- no th- actually lemme just get it hold on
mutuals you remembered to preheat the oven right
me: *talks* wait am i annoying
me: *doesnt talk* wait am i boring
*goes to Coachella in a white linen suit like an antebellum lawyer, sweating profusely and dabbing at my forehead with a handkerchief* now, I’m no fancy scientist, but would you folk know where a simple gentleman such as myself could obtain some acid? Now, I’m no big city lawyer, but could any of you fine youths point a country boy such as myself in the direction of some fucking acid?
easily a contender for post of the decade
slurs for bald men
me watching the olympics: where’s mario and sonic
op link the fucking article
https://www.sbnation.com/a/17776-football enjoy reading about football :)
Something is terribly wrong. Something is terribly wrong. Something is terribly wrong. Something is terribly wrong.
thanks. what the fuck
staff making an LGBT positive advertisement thing has a lot of landmine type situations that come with it but i will say the amount of terfs crying and shitting in agony just because the website they love so much went "yeah trans people do exist they're literally like 60% of our userbase" is pretty satisfying. suffer ❤
