eddie: happy pride month to that priest, who clocked me well before i knew
buck: don't forget that whole town!
eddie: can't forget the whole town
chim: ....
ravi: ...
hen: what do you mean, the whole town?

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eddie: happy pride month to that priest, who clocked me well before i knew
buck: don't forget that whole town!
eddie: can't forget the whole town
chim: ....
ravi: ...
hen: what do you mean, the whole town?
Please remember that Pride is important because someone tonight still believes they’re better off dead than being themselves.
ACT UP, 1990
Tomska going hard on Twitter again.
don't you worry, babe. you bet your ass i've already watched it several times over
Buck was at the door, wild curls and wilder eyes.
"I don't know what I was thinking. Eddie, what was I thinking?"
Eddie raised a finger and opened his mouth, about to speak.
"Don't say it! I know, I know. I wasn't thinking. I was feeling. It just seemed so unfair that Theo had perfectly attentive parents who are- who are gone now, and that he was so little and alone and it just felt so wrong."
Chris, leaning on his crutches in the hall, raised his eyebrows and turned to Eddie. They exchanged glances.
Buck's breathing picked up. "I'm not... I'm not cut out for this! I think rappelling down buildings is fun and sometimes forget to sleep because I'm on a stupid research rabbit hole and I'm pretty sure I never learned how to love-"
"Alright, I'm stopping you right there." Eddie rolled his eyes, walked behind Buck and pointedly closed the front door. The man had the decency to blush.
Chris made his way forward. "You're gonna be a great dad for Theo."
"That's, uh. Said with a lot of confidence, buddy."
Chris leaned into Buck in a way that he used to do more often when he was younger, which meant he wanted a hug. Buck, of course, acquiesced. Rested his chin on top of Chris' curls and resisted the strange urge to cry.
"Buck, you've been a great dad for me since I was seven."
Buck froze and blinked no less than eight times. It didn't stop the tears, embarrassingly.
Eddie, all soft and smiley, pressed his palms to their shoulders and guided them towards the living room.
"How about we put a documentary on, and talk about whatever's happened with Theo to get you so overwhelmed, hmm? Then we can pick him up from Maddie's, and take him as a family to the park. Maybe we can burn off some of that familiar energy of his."
Buck nodded dumbly.
ALT
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the fascinating thing about being abused is that years later youre gonna be there sitting around going "okay so what now". cause like theres no instruction manual is there
youre gonna be buying groceries and then youre gonna remember you went through all that for literally no good reason and youre gonna go Oh Okay and put paper towels in your bag or whatever
What if we were allowed to strive for "enough"
For background, I'm a shop owner. I own a small brick and mortar (ok, plywood and LVL and weird fake brick, but whatever) yarn store in a suburban town.
I keep getting emails from review sites, my point of sale system, random cold calls: "increase your sales!" "advertise in more markets!" "unchecked growth!" "people always need more!"
Okay, those last two were paraphrases, but the first two aren't.
And like. We're a small shop. I have a relatively large staff and it's still under ten people. Only two or three of us can actually get a package in the mail. Mostly we have to have a whole conversation with a customer who comes in. I don't want unchecked growth, I don't even want a ton of checked growth. I want steady sales with a stable number of regular customers who buy yarn when they have a new project, and a medium number (maybe 25%?) of new customers who are themselves a mix of people who will become regulars and one-off tourists who will think of us fondly when they go back home. I want a medium number of online sales, again a mix of regulars who know and like us (maybe some of those tourists!) and people who are frantically looking for one last skein to finish a project.
Unchecked growth is BAD. It's unsustainable for us, the humans who actually package and sell the yarn, and it's unsustainable for the customers, who will soon be drowning in yarn that they don't have time to work with because they're too busy buying yarn, and it's unsustainable for the YARN MARKET since there are people who have a finite number of people hours each. Slow, small, steady growth that doesn't balloon out and create a problem for us later is my ideal.
I do understand that the many many MANY people who are trying to sell me advertising don't really care about this, they have been told that their job needs unchecked growth and that they need to keep making their sales numbers increase, despite the fact that that's wildly unsustainable for them, but.
Guys.
What if there was enough. Not too much, not too little, but enough. What would the world look like if we strove for "enough" rather than "more all the time"? Wouldn't that be nice?
I know that Tumblr doesn't think this is weird and radical, but maybe MAYBE one of the people who's got a horrible sales job at an unnamed review site will happen across this post and think "hmm, maybe it's not me, maybe she just really doesn't want any advertising."
I live in hope, I guess. Hope and a constant state of "no thank you we've got plenty."
This post brought to you by my point of sale system trying to get me to advertise in more markets.
this is dumb but like
big autism and adhd tip tbh
but get some offline hobbies. learn to bake. learn to knit or crochet. play with clay, paint pictures, commit to a garden, get really good at grilling i dont care just do something with your hands. do something that MAKES something.
it satisfies the part of your brain that feels so empty and never settled. it feels REAL and tangible and productive. we are so wired to DO things and tech draws us in for that reason, but there is nothing as satisfying as making something physical and seperate.
Crochet is also great for autism because PATTERNS.
sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and i'm losing sense of time
Oh youre "nonbinary"? Can i put you in a box please. Can i pleaseeeee put you in a box. We have two boxes and i really wanna put you in one. But dont worry. My boxes are very Woke and Nuanced. So its fine to put you in one. Pleaseeeee. Wow... youre such a bitch... not letting me put into one of two nuanced and essential necessary boxes... you obviously go into the box all those evil bitches end up in
The writer's barely disguised longing for a soft life shared with someone who loves them
Btw Buck had already bought the ring 😌
The fucking. Polynesians knew
ABOUT BOTH THINGS
Do you ever talk to your mutuals?
not really i just post things and hope they fall in love with me