dirt enthusiast
noise dept.
YOU ARE THE REASON
Andulka
⁂
PR's Tumblrdome
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
if i look back, i am lost
AnasAbdin
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
oozey mess
almost home
★
ellievsbear
Sweet Seals For You, Always
RMH
One Nice Bug Per Day
No title available
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Monterey Bay Aquarium
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from China
@negativecon
MOST IMPORTANT ASK YOU WILL GET ALL DAY: Okay so I know you're not ME or anything, but do you have a favorite rabbit? Breed or even just "I like long-haired ones with floppy ears" or something?
that is an important ask :3 and flemmish giants :D god i wish i ahd one (or two!)
This is an excellent answer. Flemishes and otter mini-rexes are my two favorites. I want both.
Oh man my fellow chronically ill friend and I were talking about opioid stigma (to the point where both of us have been told numerous times to use weed instead because “it’s natural”, even tho cannabis isn’t appropriate for either of us), and like it got me riled up about being inches away from death, in the worst pain of my painful life, at sixteen, and refusing morphine because I took DARE to heart and was terrified that morphine would ruin my life. I was close to dying! At sixteen! Literally my parents were told that if they had waited just a few more hours to get me to the hospital (two hours away, because the hospital in my hometown refused to even let me in the ER because “we’re not admitting a child just for chickenpox”) then I would have died, and I was still propagandized into rejecting painkillers.
Yes, I know opioids can be addictive and it’s a problem but the solution is not to stigmatize them or take them away from people who need them or scare them into not using them, whether for chronic pain or for the dying
Those who are in need of opioids should not be punished for their pain.
📢 Say it again for the moralistic ableists in the back!
Also your chances of getting addicted are way overblown by the us propaganda. In reality taking opioids for pain only gives you a 1-5% chance of becomming addicted.
Having previously had an addiction to opioids can change those statistical chances, but the truth is millions of americans take these meds with no issue.
You wouldnt guess that based off of all the pop culture/media around opioids these days, everyone pretty happily embraced the idea that the overdoses in this country are caused by drs “giving those drugs out like candy” cause its super fun to sit back and hate on disabled people but the truth is there are countries that dont have overdose rates like the US that prescribe pain meds regularly and without the limits and scrutiny we love so much here.
Some other countries also treat drug addiction–opioids or otherwise–as a medical issue, not a criminal problem. US take notes
I don’t have the numbers on me and I’m busy, but aren’t most opioid ODs street drugs, not those given out in a medical setting? Like no one in the modern age is being prescribed heroin for their pain. Fentanyl has regrettably made it’s way into the streets and I believe it is the primary cause of ODing in the US now (from what I know, it’s heroin is being cut with it without the user’s knowledge, so they end up taking more opioid than they thought they were), but it was never meant to escape the hospital setting. This is anecdotal and not based on statistics, but I don’t know anyone on painkillers who takes fentanyl as a prescription, those who are on it for medical reasons are almost always in the hospital at the time. Again, anecdotal, but the only person I personally know who was ever on it was given it in the ICU after having had open heart surgery.
You are correct, deaths from opioid prescribed pain meds has stayed steady over the past 10 years, all the ODs in the news are of folks getting drugs off the street for recreational use. If you take them just for getting high youre more likely to keep taking larger doses as well as mix in other drugs such as alcohol or other downers which is of course often fatal. Ofc some folks take street drugs for non recreational reasons but for those getting pain meds from a dr absolutely nothing changed except public perception
The narrative I keep getting is that prescribed pain meds lead to using heavier street drugs (supposedly) but that these people think the solution to this is to yank away the prescription pain meds of chronic pain patients leaving some of them desperate enough to, say, turn to street drugs to manage their pain, is kind of astounding.
No one has brought up the draconic pain contracts yet?
yes, i have to sign a new contract every six months and get drug tested. im not allowed to use weed or drink either, in my contract. im supposed to tell them of any family members that have had addiction problems. theres more, as its nearly 4 pages long and i have to initial every rule. maybe ill dig it out later to show. besides things like contracts, people who use street drugs and od also include pain patients with untreated pain seeking relief. people kill themselves over lack of access to pain relief. and you get treated like garbage for taking them, from other people, from even pharmacists and pharmacy techs, as if its their business why you take them or what it’s for. i had to see a different nurse when my practitioner was unable to see me for intractable pain. immediately she said i was too young to have been on the very moderate amount of pain medication im on, since ive been on it for 10 years and it “needs to last my whole life.” i take two 5 mg hydrocodone a day. that’s nothing in the scheme of things, and i used to take 5x as much 7 years ago. she didn’t even get to read my whole file or history, literally none of her business. theres no escape from the stigma, but there’s no escape from the pain either. so what do you choose?
I’m very sorry you were treated that way, h1ghtechl0wlife. I had a similar experience, when my pain doc quit suddenly and her replacement, upon having never even heard of my one condition before, told me I was too young to be in severe pain, and so she took me off my opioid cold turkey.
[tw: suicide] As someone who is already suicidal (yes, I’m in treatment) and has made one attempt, I can say that something like that happening again could easily lead to my death. But these people don’t. freaking. care. [/end tw]
And the people pushing “alternative medicine” at the expense of those of us who can’t use it don’t actually care, either. They care about what works for them, and since it’s their miracle drug, they think they’re superior for using it. (Note: This is not everyone who uses weed for pain relief, simply those who push it on people who can’t or don’t want to use it.)
Oh man my fellow chronically ill friend and I were talking about opioid stigma (to the point where both of us have been told numerous times to use weed instead because "it's natural", even tho cannabis isn't appropriate for either of us), and like it got me riled up about being inches away from death, in the worst pain of my painful life, at sixteen, and refusing morphine because I took DARE to heart and was terrified that morphine would ruin my life. I was close to dying! At sixteen! Literally my parents were told that if they had waited just a few more hours to get me to the hospital (two hours away, because the hospital in my hometown refused to even let me in the ER because "we're not admitting a child just for chickenpox") then I would have died, and I was still propagandized into rejecting painkillers.
Yes, I know opioids can be addictive and it's a problem but the solution is not to stigmatize them or take them away from people who need them or scare them into not using them, whether for chronic pain or for the dying
Hey, so I’m the friend who brought this up in the first place. Here’s the backstory to what started this discussion.
I’ve always been a strong proponent of folks with chronic pain getting relief where they can so long as it is a safe avenue for them, personally. I have supported those friends who have and do illegally treat with cannabis, as well as those who’ve gone with more traditional methods. Unfortunately, as I can’t use weed, I’ve found that my choice to dare still seek pain relief, now in the form of opioids, is often unsupported by even my “friends.”
These people vilify not just the drugs, but the people who use them. We’re fake and obsessed with the fake, rather than turning to the healing power of Mother Nature. We’re fools for falling for Big Pharma’s lies. We’re drug addicts who are a stone’s throw from heroin at any turn. (As an aside, don’t use people with the disease of addiction as monsters to prove your shitty points, that just makes you a callous asshole.)
Look, I’m that weirdo who literally-literally--hugs trees, I’m a goddamn D&D druid short of the cool magic tricks. I’m self-educated and read up on everything that goes into my body. And in spite of multiple on-site offers from addict friends, I’ve never been tempted by an injectable drug in my life. But even my friends--who are supposed to know me--still feel justified in running their mouths about these stereotypes like they’re fucking fact for literally everyone who takes opioids. Okay then.
It’s not that I haven’t tried cannabis, it’s that during all my desperate attempts to make it fit for me, it started to destroy my life. I have a few main problems with personally using weed for medicinal purposes (and I can show you a photo of my effing medical card if you think I haven’t tried anyway):
Cannabis triggers anxiety in some and I have severe Generalized Anxiety Disorder--I tried strain after strain and they all caused panic attacks
It is possible to become dependent on cannabis--I did, and I did not find that acceptable as it led to reckless use
I’m a stay-at-home parent to 2 kids, and I did not have a clear head to care for them on weed, which means I’d either go most of my day without pain relief or I’d put my kids in danger
Cannabinoids are hallucinogens and I’m schizophrenic--weed set off hallucinations of demons coming for me, body and soul
Should anyone disbelieve these points, I’d be happy to discuss them further. (You know, in reblogs, not simply in tags as I see cowardly dissenters turning to. Own your words.)
I’ve been taking opioids for the better part of a decade, and I haven’t suffered any negative side effects yet. (In fact, one of their side effects helps treat my severe IBS-D.) I’m still on an extremely low dose, just enough to take the edge off my pain so I can be somewhat functional. And I’ve quit them cold-turkey twice with no negative effects, so I do know that I’m not addicted.
If weed works for you, I am truly glad, from the bottom of my heart. But not because it’s healthier or better, just because it works for you and every chronic pain patient deserves relief. I just don’t want you assuming or stating that it will work for everyone. Just like others shouldn’t assume or state that opioids are best for everyone. Each person’s mind and body is different, and that should be respected.
I hate your fucking green hairrr they remind me of toxic slutch
i never posted this because i wanted to keep it forever but i think posting it is the best way. i say “toxic slutch” many times a week. thank you.
I appreciate this extra hard as someone who just dyed their hair “toxic slutch” last week.
losing my MIND
While I know my Discord friends are not the type to say such things, this still makes me pretty glad there’s just been this silent agreement to ignore each other ‘til Discord sorts its shit out.
I... don’t feel relieved right now?
Is it because we had to wait, so it feels anticlimactic? Is it because I am aware that Biden is still just a centrist? Is it because Trump put in place so many changes Biden can’t fix?
I don’t know. But I didn’t cheer. I didn’t high-five. I didn’t do anything. My partner told me that Biden had been declared the winner and I said, “Oh.”
Oh.
It’s supposed to be more, isn’t it? I owe it to Biden, to my fellow blue voters, to democracy. Right?
But I’m only blue because our system forces two choices, and the one of the bloody tone has more literal blood on its hands. “But how much more?” I wonder.
I didn’t want to see my friends lose their healthcare. I didn’t want the coronavirus to continue spreading utterly unchecked by our national government. I didn’t want to watch more evil people emboldened by the blatant bigotry of the most powerful person in our nation. I didn’t want to contribute to some of our most basic human rights circling the drain.
I suppose it was a good reason for my vote. Maybe a great reason. Maybe an utterly lackluster one. I’m technically pleased by this outcome, but somehow also simply resigned to it.
I don’t feel relieved. I simply feel dead inside.
this gets so much funnier when you consider that people literally just live on mount everest, there's a perfect parallel between random europeans "discovering" a mountain that people already live on and medical professionals suddenly discovering autism despite people having it going back god knows how long
reblog this if your icon could kill a man
Mine is literally a health potion.
So it kills people via "but what if I REALLY need it in the future?"
It's strange the pressure I feel to only post if I have quality content, here, on this shitpost pile of a website.
hey just a FUCKING reminder to you fucking idiots
if you’re not trans you can’t accept an apology from a transphobe
if you’re not a BIPOC you can’t accept an apology from a racist
if you’re not gay/lesbian you can’t accept an apology from a homophobe
if you’re not ace you can’t accept an apology from an aphobe
if you’re not disabled you can’t accept an apology from a ableist
IF YOU ARE NOT A MINORITY, YOU DO NOT GET TO ACCEPT AN APOLOGY FOR US AND IF YOU DO, YOU’RE DISGUSTING.
Last night I sent an email to my new boss informing her of my pronouns, and my desire to go by them at work. I cried when I read her reply. She was super kind and supportive, and I feel so good about this.
I haven't worked in about four years, and the last time I did, it was in a much more hostile climate, so I stayed in the closet. This is my first time being out as trans at work, and it's kind of thrilling.
i think it’s really important to know everyone’s favourite colour idk why some people left that in primary school
reply / rb in the tags with your favourite colour
Welcome to the American justice system. (x)
The way the country just casually sacrifices the lives of children at every opportunity possible
“Volunteer”. You can’t consent in an environment that’s inherently coercive.
And they really bragged about having literal children out here in life threatening conditions…
This is truly a hellscape.
But what about the children, white Christian moms scream any time there’s a conversation about anything that their delicate little brats might be offended by.
meanwhile this happens, not a fucking peep.
spring cleaning!!! unfollow me if youre a terf, homophobic, biphobic, islamophobic, dont agree w the black lives matter movement
also unfollow if your’e an antisemite, and just racist in general
Also unfollow me if you call asexual people “cishets,” bisexual people dating someone of a different gender “bihets,” or nonbinary people or trans people who don’t have dysphoria “transtrenders.” Bye
terfs, swerfs, truscums and transmeds are absolutely not welcomed here as well thanks.
“GENDER CRITICAL” PEOPLE ALSO. YALL ARE JUST TERFS.
I’m hoping no one who follows me is but if you are, goodbye!
Pedophiles and pedophilia supporters should please go and click that unfollow button asap :)
Pros of having a witchy family:
Literally never a shortage of herbs
Or mead/offering alcohol
"Hey MOM, where the fuck is the vinegar, some bitch upset Millie!" "UNDER THE SINK, GIVE EM HELL"
Literally can't move 2 feet in my house without finding a lighter and some incense
"Do you think if I called the bad entities dickheads, it would hurt their feelings and make them leave and would count as banishing?" "What the fuck? NO"
We have so many crystals
We have so many pets
Bonfires on every wiccan holiday in the back yard
My dad's familiar is a spider he named Maximus, and no I am not joking.
We have a puppy named Freya, a rabbit called Artemis and a cat named Morrigan.
Samhain is A BIG DEAL and we do gifts and have a huge meal and it's SO NICE
Everytime one of us has an exam, or a job interview, theres just a myriad of luck charms and little spell bottles.
Cons of having a witchy family:
THEY TOOK MY FUCKING BAY LEAVES
One of my candles went missing
My brother launched his book of shadows at my head once.
Maximus the spider is FUCKING TERRIFYING
Clashes between the fact that my brother and I are hellenic witches, my mother is celtic, my older brother is Norse and my dad is eclectic.
My brother once set our bathroom on fire (dw, twas a small fire)
My mother and I have the exact same tarot deck so we always end up mixing up whose is whose.
My brother once tried to use a financial hex on us WHILE PLAYING MONOPOLY
I make the best teas and am better at tea witchery, so I end up having to make huge batches of certain teas and ITS SO MUCH EFFORT
I love this so much! This sounds the perfect family to me! <3
The Ultimate Insult: Doctors’ Offices That Are Not Wheelchair Accessible
My GYN switched to a new office. It is not wheelchair accessible.
The waiting room does not have an area socially-distanced for wheelchair users. When someone sits next to the wheelchair space, I can no longer use it. And regardless, the wheelchair space is actually taken up by a trash can. I had to park in an aisle.
You can see the spot photographed over my shoulder.
The check-in rooms have doors that do not open wide enough to accommodate a standard-width wheelchair. They were several inches too small for my chair, and in spite of being electric, mine is the size of a manual. This means that my vitals checks, medication checks, and concern discussions were held in the hallway, five feet from the waiting room.
That’s as far as they open; they hit the door handle at this point.
They added some cherries on the sundae by giving me a gown too small to close over my breasts, and leaving me waiting in the exam room so long that the automatic lights shut off and I was left flat on the exam table in the dark.
And the saddest part is that this isn’t even the first time this has happened.
