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‘I think I’m gonna just sit for a minute’
There's a recurring online tendency to aestheticize consensus itself. The imagined future village is full of emotionally compatible people who enjoy communal gardening, conflict resolution circles, acoustic folk music, mutual aid potlucks, and repairing bicycles together at sunset. Which is nice for the people who genuinely enjoy that lifestyle. But plenty of humans are solitary, prickly, obsessive, urban, nocturnal, sensory-seeking, technologically attached, contrarian, novelty-seeking, private, or just plain difficult. Those people do not evaporate after the revolution. They do not get Left Behind while you are Raptured into the Utopia. They become your neighbors.
are you “adaptable” or are you just willing to subject yourself to existing in low key background-level ambient misery
these are different things btw. actual adaptability means not dealing with being miserable long term. and being constantly mildly annoyed/frustrated with a situation but being “able to deal with it” counts as ambient misery. btw.
let this be your sign to make your life just a little more livable. get a dollar store trash can for your bedside so Cup City’s invasion plans fall through. block a tag or post that makes you grind your teeth every time you see it. get some grip pads so your bed stops sliding across the hardwood a little bit every time you get in it. tell that person you need a little more support. if you get annoyed at a situation more than a couple times, change it. don’t be content with being miserable.
and the more that you start doing this, the better you will get at detecting your own feelings and advocating for yourself! This is an important start to being more of a person in the world if you struggle with that
Listening to the Ravening War today
Brennan: I know what this setting needs so I built this character to lie
Aabria: ok gonna just test that immediately and persistently forever
fucked that you can’t fix other people especially when you really care about them. Oh so im just supposed to be there for you while you suffer. like a useless cunt gargoyle
Vampire girl explaining that vampires don’t necessarily have to kill someone to drink their blood, but she did kind of kill a lot of people back when she was all depressed pre-transition: “when I was an egg I ate four dozen lads”
Spending years toiling at wizard school in the notoriously elitist necromancy department, barely scraping by for several years before they begrudgingly give me my necromancer degree, all so that I can go sit on the beach and revive ediacaran fossils on the beach and look at the creatures.
Spending years infuriated at wizard school in the notoriously lax druidry department, getting no grant money and having to practically teach myself for my dissertation before they remember to give me my druid degree, all so that I can go sit on the beach with you and ensure that the ediacaran fossils on the beach you revive are able to fulfill their dietary needs and won't destabilize the supernatural ecosystem.
Spending years confused at wizard school in the notoriously bureaucratic department of non-Euclidean geometry, constantly feeling lost and disoriented before I finally submit everything I need for my Geometer’s degree, all so that I can seal the two of you away in a spacetime loop and give you eternity and a day with your Edicarian Necromancy.
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People's princess
No, those options are still available. Do you for some reason think your ancestors had it easier? That they didn't suffer if they participated in mob violence or strikes? People died, nekosattva_chan. DIED.
Just because you have decided those options aren't available to you personally for some reason doesn't mean they no longer exist. You don't speak for everyone.
I mentioned in the post before this one that I'm having a "bad brain day" and ironically, the thing that triggered it--aside from my impending hormonal shift into hell--was because people were nice to me.
It's hard being a professional creative and trying to colab with people and meet deadlines when you also live in a body that is unreliable.
I never know day to day what I'm going to wake up and be capable of. Is my immune system going to set itself on fire? Am I going to be bedridden from a migraine? Is my heart rate going to be so bad I can't even sit up in bed?
That combined with the unmedicated ADHD, I've learned not to give myself hard deadlines, because if I miss too many of them, I'll crash out and spiral into depression and become incapable of doing anything.
It makes me a flake, is what I'm saying. Or rather, it makes other people think I'm a flake and I'm just making excuses. And yes, I have been told this in the past, so I know I'm not just projecting. So whenever I do start trying to work with others, I brace myself for letting them down and try to preempt the RSD by by putting myself down first.
I was already feeling a bit fragile after last week when I had a fellow creative friend assure me not to worry about dropping off the map. They understood the limitations I am dealing with and would be there waiting for me when I got back. And that by itself made me feel a weird mixture of guilt and relief.
Guilt because I wish they didn't have to say that, but also relief because they're willing to work with me as I am and don't expect me to kill myself to keep up with them.
And then earlier this week, after I missed sending a message, I followed up with "sorry for being a flake!" and said person metaphorically took me aside in the DMs and said, "You're not a flake, you're ill. We knew that when we agreed to work with you. We're here for you."
What a relief it is, to be seen.
I am not a flake. I am ill. And I am still worth working with.
start working out now. make that hair dresser appointment now. let your next meal be the healthiest you’ve ever eaten. move the furniture in your room right now. text that old friend or crush. make a new playlist. go on a run. open a window. it doesn’t matter what you do, no matter how big or small change is; change is change. and it will always, always, always help you to turn your life around and clear your head. it gives you that boost, that confidence to be a better version of yourself, no matter the impact it has.
I just had an argument with someone who was like “why would we settle for food stamps when we could have universal basic income?”
And it’s just like. People need food right now you know.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Hippie church moms donating quinoa chips to my local food bank have done more for me materially than any internet idealist ever has.
People get pissed at me for being a pragmatist in my political ideals but I’ve been in the position where I was out of food right now.
And who helped me with that? Not people calling for some nebulous revolution. Not people telling me that the system was useless. Not people preaching at me to grow my own food. It was a church food bank partially funded by the state of Texas that some southern hippies donated a bunch of Whole Foods nonsense to.
And you know what? I’m sick and tired of defeatism. What can we get done right now, huh? Are you gonna accept something a bit better to help people right now or are you waiting for your perfect utopia to come to you?
Yeah, UBI is better than the quinoa chips. Sure. But right now the quinoa chips are stopping people from going hungry and if all we can do is get the food bank quinoa chips to more people, then I say so be it. That’s something. I’ll almost always take baby steps over nothing.
the state does not need to assign you a sex, nor does it need to keep inalterable record of it btw
Reenactor throws a spear at a drone
What a time to be alive.
“The medieval warrior, realizing the consequences of his impulsive act, immediately approached the owner of the drone and offered to pay for the damage.
The owner of the drone was so impressed by the brilliant attack that he suggested organizing a competition for bringing down “dragons” with short spears next year.
Drone owners have another year to develop a unique “dragon-like” design for their flying machines.” (x)
I am 100% cooler with this knowing that the spear-thrower realized “oops maybe I shouldn’t have done that” and tried to make it right, and that the guy who the drone belonged to was cool with it
just so everyone knows, this has already been memorialized in a runestone
Everything about this post blesses those involved with a +4 on their next Today is Good Day roll
a rough translation of inscription on the runestone:
On the seventh day of May in the year of 2016 on hither spot the mighty warrior Ulf hath slain a dragon with his spear.
so yeah, happy birthday to this dragon-slaying event and to it only
Happy Ulf Hath Slain A Dragon With His Spear!