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the mountain goats "i want to say i'm sorry for stuff i haven't done yet, things will shortly get completely out of hand" vs donna tartts "forgive me for all the things i did but mostly for the ones that i did not"
NO CHILDREN - THE MOUNTAIN GOATS
dilaudid - the mountain goats
forget me not
La gata bajo la lluvia
YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL
its rlly sad when you're with someone you love and the only thing that occupies your mind is "what am i gonna do if i loose you" being present seems inevitable
when snufkin said “you can’t ever be really free if you admire somebody too much. Believe me, i know.”
i hope this email never finds you
i hope the disappearance of this email on its way to you remains a tragic mystery that is never solved
no officer i'm afraid i never sent nor saw any email matching that description
- Blythe Baird
Me, chewing on my Bad Decisions™ Bagel in the corner:
The Universe: What’s that in your mouth?
Me, chewing faster:
The Universe: I said, WHAT THE FUCK IS IN YOUR MOUTH
listen….
today my best friend said “i’m so in love with you i feel like a little container of strawberries”
i find the idea of platonic soul mates so fucking amazing, like imagine finding someone who you feel complete with but you don’t have to worry about losing them to messy romance because they’ll be your best friend forever instead
Honestly something that bothers me more than most things is having my compassion mistaken for naivety.
I know that another fish might eat this bullfrog right after I spend months rehabilitating it.
I know that turning a beetle back onto its legs won’t save it from falling over again when I walk away.
I know that there is no cosmic reward waiting for my soul based on how many worms I pick off a hot sidewalk to put into the mud, or how many times I’ve helped a a raccoon climb out of a too-deep trashcan.
I know things suffer, and things struggle, and things die uselessly all day long. I’m young and idealistic, but I’m not literally a child. I would never judge another person for walking by an injured bird, for ignoring a worm, or for not really caring about the fate of a frog in a pond full of, y’know, plenty of other frogs.
There is nothing wrong with that.
But I cannot cannot cannot look at something struggling and ignore it if I may have the power to help.
There is so much bad stuff in this world so far beyond my control, that I take comfort in the smallest, most thankless tasks. It’s a relief to say “I can help you in this moment,” even though they don’t understand.
I don’t need a devil’s advocate to tell me another fish probably ate that frog when I let it go, or that the raccoon probably ended up trapped in another dumpster the next night.
I know!!!! I know!!!!!!! But today I had the power to help! So I did! And it made me happy!
So just leave me alone alright thank u!!!!
THIS.
I heard a story about this, a parable I guess.
There was a big storm and a ton of starfish were washed onto the beach, stranded much further up than they could get back and beginning to bake in the post-storm sunshine. A little girl was walking down the beach, picking up starfish and throwing them back into the sea. Some guy comes up and asks her what she’s doing. “Saving the starfish,” she says.
He looks around at the huge beach and the hundreds of starfish, and says “You can’t possibly save them all. I’m afraid you’re not gonna make much of a difference.”
She throws another starfish back into the ocean, and replies “It made a difference to that one.”
Yeah, I mean, we know we can’t change all the things. But have you ever noticed how much better life is when you’re around people who change things when they can?
Kindness is a choice. Even if it’s small, it’s worth it.
This is what I’m talking about, when I say that kindness and compassion do not equate with ignorance, stupidity, or naivety. Being cynical does not make someone more intelligent or more worldly.
Kindness is not weakness.
Kindness is brave. Especially when you also know that your kindness might not be returned, may even be met with anger or cruelty. It’s reaching out with an open hand, knowing that it’s just as likely to be bitten as it is to be held.
Kindness is hard. If you can’t find it in yourself to be kind, then fine. But don’t make it more difficult for those that can.
For all the people playing Sky:Children of the Light
Can we talk about how horrifying Eye of Eden is?
You, A CHILD, must make your way past flying rocks, red weird stuff, and the krill patrolling everything.
You, A CHILD, with all your winged flight you’ve collected, must try to give as many fallen children as possible your flight, making it harder on you stay alive and reach others as showers of rocks pummel you and at the same time you are trying not to extinguish your fire.
Because you do not survive the Eye of Eden. The moment you enter, you accept that you will die. The question is how many kids can you save before you do?
Like, think about it. I bet the first time our kids go through the eye of eden, suffer, save others, and die, and then get reborn again, they must have been tramatized. Or maybe they’ve done it so many times that with kid logic, they made it into a game? Like, do you think they fear death? Since they can be reborn as many times as possible, that death has become something as normal as flying? Like do our kids need some therapy?
It reminded me a lot of the blizzard scene in Journey. These characters, in Sky and Journey, know they are going to die but continue on. They keep pushing on til their last breath. When I rewatch those scenes, it makes me feel something. I don’t have the words for it, but I feel it is the essence of those two games. It shows the character of our two protagonists. Whatever that may be.
Do you forgive your parents (or whoever raised you) for the abuse?
Absolutely any and all answers are welcome here. Some people have forgiven and some people have not. Some people thought they forgave and then realize they didn't. Some people haven't and feel that they never will. It's all acceptable. There's no wrong answer here. I just want to create a space where we can all share our different experiences with forgiveness and abuse.
I am no longer angry at my parents, but I have not forgiven them and I probably never will. However, I'm open to it happening. However, that will never mean that I will resume contact with them. I will never again have contact with them, no matter what.
I’ll never forgive my father, but I don’t know about my mother yet
Yes, theyve been brainwahed by the cult and i know that doesnt excuse their behaviour but i know they love me and i love them and they try to do their best, and the cult also hurts them.
I think I already forgive my mom. I know my mom went through a lot in the foster care system, and after genuinely having no un-abusive parent/child relationship, and now being in a clearly abusive marriage, I just can't find it in myself to really blame her. Don't get me wrong: I hate her. I absolutely hate her for everything she's done and everything she lets my dad do, but I can't help but feel sorry for her. I really hope she can get out one day.
I will never fucking forgive my dad. After all the shit he put my little brother, my big sister, my mom, and I through, I can never possibly forgive him. I hate him so fucking much. He can go rot for all I care.
My big sister is... Confusing. On one hand, I can understand why she does everything she does. Why she genuinely thinks her beating my little brother isn't abuse, even though she's 19 and he's 14. I hate her. I hate her for terrorizing us when we my little brother and I were already being abused by our parents. I hate her for forcing me to grow up and take on her responsibilities, then continue to say I don't contribute anything to the family and don't deserve to be treated like an equal. I hate her for turning out so much like dad. But I can understand why... I still don't forgive her though.
Am I the only person who doesn't forgive their mom
Not by a long shot! Take a look at the notes...