Because it Matters

"Sometimes life challenges you, but remeber this: when you climb up a mountain, your legs get stronger."

[free-your-sole]

Should I quit my job in four days?

Yes

No

Voting ended onAug 22, 2023

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It is a rough day to be on the inside of my brain

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If I never work with another man again in my life, it will be too soon.

[greyduckgreygoose]

i’m not “lazy” i’m just a fragile victorian maiden. i can only handle 1-2 mildly taxing activities a day before i have to put myself down for a nap until dinner

[mierac]

I desperately need to go to the seaside for 6 months for my health.

[free-your-sole]

Listening to people at your job which actually underpays you and overworks you joke about how you must be “secretly loaded” and shouldn’t get a bonus is not a vibe. Even if it’s just jokes. Like I didn’t spend two hours this weekend looking at new jobs because of how little my time and effort is valued at this place. #nonprofitlife

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Since nobody even follows me on tumblr I am now going to use this as a place to compile offenses against me at work so I can collect them all for my letter when I quit.

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So then I’ll just add here, for the second year in a row our program director forgot to mention me when he was thanking staff at our end of season celebration (we’re a staff of 5, he is one of them).

[free-your-sole]

Listening to people at your job which actually underpays you and overworks you joke about how you must be “secretly loaded” and shouldn’t get a bonus is not a vibe. Even if it’s just jokes. Like I didn’t spend two hours this weekend looking at new jobs because of how little my time and effort is valued at this place. #nonprofitlife

[free-your-sole]

Since nobody even follows me on tumblr I am now going to use this as a place to compile offenses against me at work so I can collect them all for my letter when I quit.

[free-your-sole]

Listening to people at your job which actually underpays you and overworks you joke about how you must be “secretly loaded” and shouldn’t get a bonus is not a vibe. Even if it’s just jokes. Like I didn’t spend two hours this weekend looking at new jobs because of how little my time and effort is valued at this place. #nonprofitlife

[free-your-sole]

Dear work, I want you to care about my well-being in the way that I don’t feel obligated to stay 40 minutes late everyday. Not in the way that I’m interrogated about how I didn’t sleep through the night every morning. Thanks.

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I just want everybody to shut up except the characters in my head and I want them to talk louder.

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I want to drop my phone in the ocean

I want to move to Mars

I want to pull the strand that unravels every decision I’ve ever made

I want to start over

I want to give up

[fewproud-emotional-blog]

Damn I didn’t think a single soul could discourage me from writing but wow these people on critique circle have done. I’ve got to hand it to these people they really know how to hurt your feelings There’s critiquing and constructive criticism and then there’s being flat out rude and hurtful. They take the cake for being arrogant and mean.

[free-your-sole]

Okay I came to tumblr looking for something #relatable about the harshness of critique circle. I shared something that really was one of the first pieces of writing that anyone out of my immediate circle had read and the first critique was so not gentle and the jerk didn’t even finish reading it.

I mean maybe I’m not good enough to be a professional writer like every person on that website thinks that they are, but at least read the whole thing and be constructive if you think it was that bad. (He read about half, said “this could be 500 words”, and left it at that).

Sorry about the rant on your post. As you can see, this has been eating at me.

[martacorss]

good giants by marta cors

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[satakentia]

[free-your-sole]

A star, a Sail, and a Sacrifice

A star, a sail, and a sacrifice. Those were the elements the Cleric instructed Talia to find before conducting a ritual that she promised was routine. The star and sail were easy enough to obtain, but the sacrifice. That was where the confusion lay. The Cleric told her the sacrifice must be something dear, something painful, and something impossible to regain.

As she snuck into the Princess’s garden during a midnight watch and collected a tiny golden sea star growing between the anemones, as she lured a lone boy off his sailboat and stole an edge of the sheet, Talia pondered what was valuable enough to lose.

Read it here.

Talia is a siren, and a soldier gone rogue. She doesn’t know what she can’t lose.

[davidlynch]

Solaris / Солярис (1972) dir. Andrei Tarkovsky

It may seem that the nature scenes that introduce the film are too lengthy, but the layering of these scenes, which depict a certain farewell to nature on Earth, creates the emotional basis of the story after the main character is sent up to the space station, and tortures the viewer with an incredible nostalgia for Earth’s nature, a feeling akin to being homesick. Without this long introduction, you cannot make the audience experience the actual desperation felt by the people trapped on the Solaris station. 

I saw this film late one night at a screening room in Moscow, but while I was watching it, my heart was aching from an incredible longing to return to Earth. Just where is scientific progress leading mankind? This film manages to capture perfectly the sheer fearfulness. Without it, science fiction becomes mere fancy.

These thoughts were racing through my mind while I was a captive of the screen.

Tarkovsky was sitting in the corner of the screening room watching the film with me, but he got up as soon as the film was over, and looked at me with a shy smile. I said to him, “It’s very good. It’s a frightening movie.” He seemed embarrassed, but smiled happily. Then the two of us went to a film union restaurant and toasted with vodka.

Tarkovsky, who does not usually drink, got completely drunk and cut off the speakers at the restaurant, then began singing the theme of Seven Samurai at the top of his lungs. I joined in, eager to keep up.

At that moment, I was very happy to be on Earth. — Akira Kurosawa 

[dankmemes]

[delta-breezes]

Tom | @tom_juenemann