Strive On With Diligence

He/him. Early 30's. Rabbits are important. Link: About me.

[b-i-r-0]

Princess Mononoke 1997

[shutyourmoustache]

*whispers* serving buster keaton realness in 2025 is such a move.

[notcharliesblog]

[batbetbitbotbut]

Recently in "strangely encouraging conversations with dementia patients"...

90yo woman, at least 20 years unmoored in time, with a reputation for grumpiness: You're a man?!

Me, 28yo trans man with a very small beard, rare male nursing/healthcare staff member for this area: Yes.

90yo: Are you sure?

Me: Yes.

90yo: Are you looking to be a boy or a man or a woman?

Me: I'm a man.

90yo: You'd be very pretty as a girl.

Me: Thank you.

90yo: You're a girl with a beard?

Me: It's just my face.

90yo: You should shave it so people will see you're a girl.

Me: That's why I grow it.

90yo: You should grow it so people will see you're a man.

Me: This is as long as it gets right now.

90yo: Is it your hormones?

Me: Yes, they were a bit low.

90yo: Are you a girl growing into a man?

Me: Yes, I'm a man.

90yo: You're a very good man.

[batbetbitbotbut]

Another conversation which was both lighter and sadder...

80yo woman, friendly and polite, sitting next to an empty bed (neatly made): I'll just get him up for you. Alan, wake up, the nurse is here!

Me: No need, I'm just here for you today. He can rest.

80yo: All right, Alan is just snoozing.

Me: How long have you been married?

80yo: We're not married.

Me: Oh, who is Alan to you?

80yo: He's my husband, we've been married over 60 years.

Me: Does he snore?

80yo: Yes, terribly!

[batbetbitbotbut]

This person has a brain injury rather than dementia. I've seen him a few times, I know him a little though he will never know me.

[rain bucketing down outside]

Me: How are you, this fine day?

70yo: It's fucking horrible!

Me, gobsmacked because he has never before said a word to me or showed me he was aware of the not-immediate world: You're absolutely right.

[draconym]

I have a family member with dementia who often calls on the phone asking to be picked up and taken home, or to the store, or to school. The other day she called and asked if her husband was going to pick her up, and I said, "do you mean [Paul]? You aren't married to him anymore."

She said, "Really? I'm not married?"

"No, you haven't been married to him for thirty years."

"Oh, thank goodness. I did not enjoy that marriage at all."

[breadfiend]

My grandma had dementia far before I was born and until she passed at my tail end of high school. She had always lived in a facility from my time knowing her. She had 11 living bio children not counting her stepchildren and nieces/nephews she also took in. Uncountable amount of grandchildren and great grandchildren. Affectionately referred as a bitch and badass throughout life as a nurse by profession and overall caretaker to all. We had a family blog to keep tabs on who was visiting and when to what we did and what she said will all of her days documented. I enjoyed visiting her as a neurodivergent child because the facility was naturally designed to be less sensory overstimulating for the memory care patients. I would play dominos and chat with every older folk who wanted to. The nurses and aides enjoyed my presence as it often helped soothed the pricklier of the patients who were more prone to aggression in their confusion. Plus a lot of the patients were not as lucky as my grandmother who had so many to visit her.

I was often mistaken by these folks by other people in their life by name and timeline. I didn’t really mind this. They knew I was someone they felt safe around and they were always happy to see me as a child was rare to come by.

My grandma was never a big talker in her twilight days but I loved to tell her everything and anything. She never really got anyone else’s name right as far as her family but she always knew mine and would use memory care phone to call her adult children at random hours of the day and night to tell them about me by name in accurate detail.

Every so often she would grab my hand when she wanted to tell me important life advice. It would include anything from how to hide money from my husband in budgeting to how to best ditch my high school classes to get the roller rink without being caught.

One time while playing dominos with just us, she reached over and told me, “It’ll get hard. The days will get terribly long and the months will feel so short but there’s so much in those moments between and that love will carry.”

And you know? I think Grandma was right.

[crunchynoodle]

One time while playing dominos with just us, she reached over and told me, “It’ll get hard. The days will get terribly long and the months will feel so short but there’s so much in those moments between and that love will carry.” And you know? I think Grandma was right.

[naamahdarling]

Oh wow I am crying. I'm in that place and it is so so hard and I feel so temporary and trapped. Thanks, Grandma Crunchy Noodle. 😭

[theabigailthorn]

the last words my grandma ever said to me were, "You be good," and you know what granny? I'm gonna

[lupinsmissingnipples]

“what’s happened to you?” “you mean?” “your head.” “it’s just a hole, not all that strange, not really, holes. after all, i’ve seen holes in cars and pipes, you know, running under the road? ‘course, that was before the truck came.”

[bedupolker]

I love wrinkly hound puppies they're like if there was an old man who was a baby who was a dog

[frontmansdefender]

Source

[rylandsgrace]

[mulandaily]

— requested by manbunjon

[sweaterkittensahoy]

This is a fucking stunning use of lyrics and images. I gasped the first time I saw it.

[heystovepipeboys]

these tags!!!

[pigeoncrumbsz]

A whole wheelbarrow full!!

[birds-in-posts]

Rock dove (Columba livia)

[jewish-kulindadromeus]

the most disturbing trend in online leftism is outright hostility towards any kind of community building tools and forgiveness whatsoever.

[jewish-kulindadromeus]

prioritizing cruelty in the pursuit of justice is still prioritizing cruelty

[thetransfemininereview]

A pessimism that becomes a fatalism, a fatalism that becomes a nihilism, a nihilism that blunts the ability to empathize. It’s as much about the attitude toward the world as anything else.

[desolationlesbian]

fiction got off soooo lucky with dreams and hallucinations. imagine if the human brain didn't come with a built-in path to surreal imagery that could perfectly represent abstract themes and emotional truths through metaphor. we'd be so fucked man

[spaceshipsandpurpledrank]

[godblessthesickos]

What kind of ivory tower could you possibly be living in right now if you’re still able to say “dems and republicans are the same”

[shamebats]

Help I just saw someone say that people in the 19th century were healthier because they didn't have processed foods 😭

[shamebats]

The good old days when food was still #allnaturalorganicnoadditives.

[depsidase]

[nitramaraho]

25 Volumes of I Can't Believe It's Not Vine - wild to think

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