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EXPECTATIONS
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

if i look back, i am lost
The Stonewall Inn
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NASA
Stranger Things
One Nice Bug Per Day
occasionally subtle
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d e v o n
Sade Olutola
Jules of Nature
RMH
The Bowery Presents

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cedric:
Such adorable kittens
It’s probably not surprising that folks with executive dysfunction often have little difficulty getting stuff done when there’s someone around to tell us what to do and supervise us doing it. What’s perhaps more surprising is that it’s not necessarily due to fear of punishment: having a supervisor is effective even if the supervisor in question has no ability to actually compel obedience. Basically, “following direct orders” seems to be a totally separate executive pathway from “self-motivating”, and having trouble with the one doesn’t necessarily mean having trouble with the other.
Which, of course, is why you can end up with situations where your own self-care is garbage, but caring for your pet is totally fine: the benefit of having a supervisor ordering you around can be realised even if the party giving the orders is a cat.
Note to people without chronic illness
There’s a massive difference between getting to do something and having to do something.
If you choose to spend the day in bed because you feel like it, because you want to chillax, spend some time with your SO or reading or bingeing your favourite shows, that’s one thing.
If you have to stay in bed all day because you can’t keep your eyes open, because you’re weak, because you’re in pain, because your body just point blank refuses to let you be upright without punishing you for it, that is 1) a very different scenario and 2) not fun. Being horizontal because you literally can’t be vertical is not the same animal. Being in bed and bored out of your mind because you can’t sleep but neither do you have the ability to read or even watch TV is not even in the same ballpark.
I don’t “get to” stay in bed or at home.
I don’t “get to” have way too much free time.
I don’t “get to” be on benefit.
Seriously, the next time someone says they’re jealous of how I “get to” not have to work or to stay at home all day or to have so much free time, I may just punch someone in the face.*
Just. Stop.
*of course, due to being basically made of wet spaghetti, this isn’t much of a threat, but it’s the principle of the thing.
When I am sad, I think of you as one thinks of the sun in winter; and when I am happy, I think of you as one thinks of shade on a sunny day. • Victor Hugo, French novelist (1802-1885)
A new plant in Addis Ababa will convert waste into a source of energy for the city.
Sadly, girls’ trauma is more likely to be missed than that of boys. In children younger than about 11, boys tend to act out and behave badly if they are unhappy - so their trauma is noticed and (hopefully) addressed.Girls tend to react by becoming “people pleasers”. It’s as if they see trauma as a punishment, and hope that they can avoid it by being “good”. They will talk less, work harder, always be springing up ready to help anyone with anything at the slightest indication they may want it. They watch the emotional states of adults like a hawk and soothe, placate and offer practical help at the slightest sign of anger or displeasure. As this is the kind of behavior encouraged in girls, no one takes any notice until it’s too late.
Tool of the Matriarchy (via biwomensupport)
Getting over it doesn’t mean forgetting it. It just means reducing the pain to a tolerable level, a level that doesn’t destroy you.
Kevin Brooks (via biwomensupport)
things i’m good at:
not answering texts/chats
getting my hopes up
daydreaming
being awkward
pissing people off
sleeping
In response to #MeToo, “listening and learning” emerges as the “thoughts and prayers” of social justice movements
We stumbled into a reckoning. It had been a regular staff meeting — standard announcements, small talk, and project updates— until we began discussing the results of the 2016 presidential election. My fellow white coworkers and I bemoaned the state of the nation. What went wrong? How did we get here? And why didn’t we see it coming?
After many long minutes of shock from a chorus of white voices, a colleague of color chimed in. “We did see it coming,” she said. “We saw it coming in our work. We saw it coming in our country. We told you. You just didn’t listen.”
There was a long silence. I felt my stomach collapse in on itself, the telltale sign I was hearing a terrible truth about myself. She was right.
“Black women don’t get to be surprised. We don’t get to be exhausted or ‘woe is me’ or any of it. We’ve been here a long time. So, I guess, welcome, but what took you so long?”
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homework to do: hella
homework i’ve done: negative hella
I Was Trying To Be Funny But It Came Out as Really Mean: A 5-part documentary starring me.
I Was Trying To Be Loving And Supportive But I Probably Overstepped My Boundaries And Came Off as Creepy: a feature-length film with two sequels and a TV series adaption.
I Was Trying To Tell You I Relate To Your Difficult Situation But It Probably Sounded Like I Was Making It All About Me: a novel saga with several side book adaptions and a movie.
This whole bro code thing where if a guy dates his friend’s sister he’s betraying the friend is wild, you would think your sister dating your friend meant you didn’t have to worry because he’s someone you know and trust but it just goes to show how all these bros know one another to be misogynistic and predatory and regularly exhibit that behavior around one another, and it’s all fun and games and bros before hos until somebody hits on somebody’s sister. Like, clearly you are aware that you are all gross to women but that’s okay with you as long as you and your friends are targeting random women and no one is doing the same to your sister or mother? Why do women have to be related to you for it to occur to you to respect them?
anytime someone checks in w/ me to make sure I’m ok, half of me is really grateful and the other half is berating myself for being so dramatic that a separate physical entity had to stop the process of their life just to make sure my bricks were still up in a wall