Goblin Mode Activated @bimaabiig - Tumblr Blog

I can't keep having the same conversations about love languages, mbti, iq, bmi, "brain fully formed at 25" and shit over and over again...

vamptits

these things exist on a spectrum from untrue to straightforwardly racist btw. so if we could retire them forever that'd be nice.

hareofhrair

“Love Languages” are just common couples therapy techniques mangled and repackaged by an unqualified homophobe. Relationships generally need all 5 love languages to be fulfilled, which is to say, everybody needs to communicate with, spend time with, and do things for their partners, and that’s got nothing to do with any special way you communicate affection.

MBTI has been proven completely ineffective at predicting anyone’s success at a particular job, and half the people who take it twice will get different results. Reputable psychologists do not recognize it, and the company that owns the rights to it uses it to scam people. People don’t adhere to strict binaries in basically anything. Very few people are going to be exclusively introverted or extroverted. It’s just astrology repackaged as pseudoscience. Shockingly enough, you can’t boil the complexity of the human experience down to a dozen Types of Guy.

The concept of IQ is flawed from the start— “intelligence” is an abstract concept that encompasses many different skills, from social intelligence to emotional intelligence to the very narrow kind of problem solving intelligence IQ tests generally measure for. It cannot predict how fast you learn, how much you know, or how logical and well read you are. It mostly measures how good you are at solving puzzles. Coincidentally, it’s also a pretty good predictor of income and education level, take a guess why. Most people’s IQ will change throughout their lives, because it’s inconsistent bullshit we’ve only held onto this long because we’re still kinda hoping we can breed the ubermensch. IQ tests and the way they attempt to categorize people are explicitly eugenicist and racist.

BMI was developed by a man known as the grandfather of eugenics, who first of all was a mathematician, not a doctor, and second never intended the formula to be used to categorize individuals. It’s intended to give a rough estimate of obesity in populations, and it’s not even good at that. It hangs around because of fatphobia and insurance companies who want it as an excuse to charge fat people more.

The study which determined people’s prefrontal cortex was still developing at 25… stopped measuring at 25. Evidence suggests your brain probably never stops developing. Stop infantilizing grown adults. This is a branch off from the larger mess of misinformation surrounding fMRIs.

If you haven’t put together what all these things have in common yet, here’s the moral of the story: STOP TRYING TO CATEGORIZE PEOPLE. STOP TRYING TO PUT PEOPLE IN A GODDAMN BIOLOGICAL HIERARCHY. EUGENICS IS BAD, AND WILL ALWAYS BE BAD, NO MATTER WHO’S DOING IT.

etherealspacejelly

this is your gentle reminder to stop fighting against your adhd and instead structure your life around it

buy a pack of chapsticks and put one in the pocket of all of your coats and jackets because you always forget to bring one and chapped lips is sensory hell

leave important things where you can see them. if they go in a box or a drawer you will forget they exist

put any appointments or deadlines in your phone calendar As Soon As you get them. set a reminder for a week before, a day before, an hour before, as many as you need as often as you need them.

when that little voice in your head says "i dont need to write that down, ill remember it" that is the devil talking!!! write it down anyway!!

plan for down time. have a few hours at the end of every day to just do fun stuff like engage in your hyperfixations. even if you didnt get all of your work done that day, have the rest anyway. you probably spent the whole day beating yourself up for not doing what you Should be doing, so you still need the break.

if you never eat vegetables because its too much effort to chop and cook them, get the frozen or canned shit. it doesnt go off for ages and you just have to microwave it. theres no point buying fresh vegetables if they just keep going off and being left to rot in the bottom of your fridge

if you struggle to decide what to have for dinner every day, take the decision out of it. choose a set of meals and eat those on rotation until you get sick of them, then choose some new ones and do it again.

its not stupid if it works! our brains literally have a chemical deficiency. you are allowed to accommodate yourself. go forth and stop making your life more difficult than it has to be because "this shouldn't be this hard". it is hard, so make it easier.

should-be-sleeping

You are allowed to accommodate yourself.

good news: today i started master gardener classes so i can learn better gardening skills.

Not good news: SOMEHOW MY ACCIDENT PRONE ASS MANAGED TO TURN THE WRONG WAY IN MY SEAT TO GRAB MY PEN OFF THE GROUND AND TWISTED MY ANKLE SO HARD THAT I THOUGHT I BROKE IT. 😭after a couple of hours of rest/ice/compression/elevation I came to the conclusion it's just a super bad sprain (like, i think i may have torn the Achilles tendon all the way level). I figured waiting and observing while resting wouldn't cause further damage but would let me see which injury it was by how the symptoms presented so i could know if i needed a doctor visit or not. Sprains typically can only really heal themselves with time and babying the joint so I'm just going to do that and if, in a week, it's not feeling any better, I'll get it looked at.

Luckily, we were able to get me some crutches and a walking boot from the thrift store for under ten bucks

#The wolf speaks #Injury mention tw////256784=×÷

Need to try to find new/more friends. I'm going to try to be more social but lost almost all of my social skills over the pandemic. I think I remember finding lots of friends on here back in the day by posting selfies into tags.

I like nature stuff(studying it, camping, hiking, fishing, hunting, foraging, goblincore, etc), all things zombie apocalypse, lifestyle/domestic history with special interest focuses of 18th century and the 1940s, D&D fantasy stuff, and the performing arts (I act, sing, dance, and play a few instruments). If you like any or all of the same things, please be my friend!

#anishinaabe #transgender #trans man #native american #actuallyautistic #Gay man #the wolf's face

His constant lying about relapses is my fault. He says my reaction is the same if he lies vs is honest so that's why he lies. I don't know how to not feel anything about it. That's the only acceptable reaction to him: no reaction other than to pat him on the head and tell him that it's okay that he's gaslighting me and cheating on me with no end to the behavior in sight. Things are never going to get better. And since I'm an old ugly gay trans man, this marriage is my only/last chance at companionship and my dream of a family.

#niin ode #1 Oh yeah and also he snapped at me because when folks ask us about our family planning I had been saying that we wanted to try for a secon #2 child eventually because that was the original plan but he had firmly changed his mind to not want another kid ever but I didn't read his #3 mind to know that so I have been wildly out of line without knowing it so he's been angry and resentful about that too #The wolf speaks

My morning drink I've been making lately, I call it my "Swamp water" because of how delightfully swampy it looks. It's got a matcha mushroom powder, matcha with electrolytes powder, and matcha supergreens powder, collagen powder, fiber powder, and creatine. And I add a little turmeric for inflammation, and some honey and maple syrup to give it a little sweetness. It makes my little goblin heart happy to make up this before hitting the gym.

#goblincore

yesterday I found this little necklace with a snail shell and leather scrap. And today I made myself and my husband and pair of Morse code bracelets with clay beads and glow in the dark skull beads I had.

#the wolf's face #Goblincore

I hate myself and I want to die rn

#the wolf speaks #suicidal ideation tw ////75326!!!

dildo-dragons

i'm sorry LQ canonically just sitting and staring while the voices in his head argue is so funny i had to gif him.

msfcatlover

#“the long quiet” actually just refers to how long he'll sit and stare at you while the voices are debating (via rumour-mll)

#slay the princess

dr-awkkward

Slay the Princess text posts

[part 2] [part 3]

#slay the princess #tw body horror

mazinibii-igaade

My current fixation is "slay the princess" and I THINK I've figured out how we, "the decider" look, based on bits we see of our arms, legs, reflection, AND the bit from the princess and the dragon chapter where we see ourselves come down the stairs. I'm not great at drawing birds, but i gave it my best shot

bimaabiig

I drew a thing.

#slay the princess

Yesterday was my birthday. Not only was i sick the entire day, I didn't even get any of those half hearted Facebook "happy birthday" posts to my wall. I guess I really am all alone outside of my husband and daughter... I never thought I'd lose all my friends because someone else tried to poach my husband...

#the wolf speaks

silksense

Some Like It Hot (1959) dir. Billy Wilder

#vintage lifestyle #literally one of my favorite golden era movies #it has drag and big bisexual energy #plus it's just so funny and well written

beggars-opera

The tailors at Colonial Williamsburg made a suit for their cat

vinceaddams

The best part is that they were inspired by a diary entry from 1775, written by a 12 year old tailor’s apprentice who had been left unsupervised all day and decided to make a suit for a cat. Here’s a link to the blog post about it, but I’ll just paste the whole diary entry here:

“I had been at work about two months when Christmas came on – and here I must relate a little anecdote. The principal [the tailor] and his lady were invited to a party among their friends…while it devolved on me to stay at home and keep house. There was nothing left me in charge to do, only to take care of the house. There was a large cat that generally lay about the fire. In order to try my mechanical powers, I concluded to make a suit of clothing for puss, and for my purpose gathered some scraps of cloth that lay about the shop-board, and went to work as hard as I could. Late in the evening I got my suit of clothes finished; I caught the cat, put on the whole suit – coat, vest, and small-clothes [breeches] – buttoned all on tight, and set down my cat to inspect the fit.

“Unfortunately for me there was a hole through the floor close to the fireplace, just large enough for the cat to pass down; after making some efforts to get rid of the clothes, and failing, pussy descended through the hole and disappeared; the floor was tight and the house underpinned with brick, so there was no chance of pursuit. I consoled myself with a hope that the cat would extricate itself from its incumbrance, but not so; night came and I had made on a good fire and seated myself for some two or three hours after dark, when who should make their appearance but my master and mistress and two young men, all in good humor, with two or three bottles of rum. After all were seated around the fire, who should appear amongst us but the cat in his uniform. I was struck speechless, the secret was out and had no chance of concealing; the cat was caught, the whole work inspected and the question asked, is this your day’s work? I was obliged to answer in the affirmative; I would then have been willing to take a good whipping, and let it stop there, but no, to complete my mortification the clothes were carefully taken off the cat and hung up in the shop for the inspection of all customers that came in.”