So! I've been gone...and I moved, as of half an hour ago! This blog got too overwhelming life/got busy so I decided to move to another account! It's gonna be sims only for now. I'm gonna start posting my art and other personal things on bluesky instead I'll be using the handle "filthycat". If you still want to see my sims posts I will post on my new tumblr blog! It's a ghost town currently but I have some posts ready to edit so hopefully that won't be for long. I've missed my sims but I got a new ssd so I'm itching to play again especially with this new ep.
As for my new tumblr/simblr blog just head over to @flirtygh0ul and you'll find me there enjoying the silence lol.
Update: I got nostalgic for Stardew Valley while playing fields of mistria, so now im working on portraits for all the villagers...so i will still be gone for now im sorry ya'll...
Update: I got nostalgic for Stardew Valley while playing fields of mistria, so now im working on portraits for all the villagers...so i will still be gone for now im sorry ya'll...
My dear siblings in christ, if you are going to make cc, PLEASE, PLEAAASE learn how to utilize normal and specular maps. Unless your pillows and blankets are covered in literal plastic THEY SHOULD NOT BE SHINY. ALSO??? PLEASE!?! If you're not gonna utilize the shadow LODs DELETE THEM.
fun fact: Drug addiction is a public health issue, and approaching it as if it were a law enforcement issue is prejudicial to addicts and will result in their suffering and death
if you just assume addiction is a method of self-medicating, you’ll pretty much never be wrong.
now, not everything people self-medicate for actually has a proper treatment. i’m pretty sure the reason my uncle made sure to be slightly drunk at all times ‘to round the sharp corners off of things’ was sensory processing disorder. i have that too, and i just kind of accept that i’m going to randomly get my brain sandpapered from time to time. there is no medication for that. all you can do is dull your senses. i’ve chosen not to, but i can’t blame him for his decisions. when a ringing phone feels like getting hit upside the head with a frying pan, liver damage sounds like a fair price to pay.
anyway, it seems really self-evident to me that people don’t enjoy living the life of an addict, they do it because the alternative looks worse. people don’t get addicted to substances just for funsies. they start making a habit of taking something because of insomnia, or grief, or headaches, or depression, or seething undirected rage and terror they can’t put a name to – something that they can’t ignore or shrug off. and for whatever reason – lack of access, lack of knowlege, lack of money, or it just plain doesn’t exist – they aren’t able to apply the Approved Correct Remedy. they use what they can get.
addicts aren’t some weird otherfolk who inexplicably just Do Drugs because they’re Bad. addicts are you with a problem you can’t solve.
Even funner fact: the entire public health field has been full throat screaming all of this for decades, and yet law enforcement priorities have clotheslined change at every turn.
*trying to flirt with a guy* I dig your look. I'd love to see you tied to a tree and made to bear the wounds of St. Sebastian. Completely obliterated from every angle *remembers the social contract and gets nervous* Like, the jacket for example, where'd you get that
