sad mausambi

i don't see a rainbow, do you?

[oldbutchdanielmolloy]

omg you people can do anything

[sadmausambi]

me at my job

[deceasedcardinal]

[themrswallace]

This is how I feel 9 times outta 10

[mayssecret]

[deeviy]

There are two types of angry eldest daughters:

the ones like wolves, raised in the wild, who howl every time they get angry and carve their way out with teeth and claws;

and the others like serpents, raised in cages, their rage turning to poison, who bite their tongue and bide their time, burning and waiting for one final strike to be free.

[dear-ire]

i am such a disaster of a daughter, honestly

[peerieweirdo]

the transition in the past two decades from family sitcoms and ‘friends all living together’ sitcoms to workplace comedies signifies a larger shift in how work dominates our lives and leaves no space for traditional family or community raising in this essay i will

[somethingmissingthiswaycomes]

[thememedaddy]

[bebx]

saw that new Frankenstein movie on Netflix and yeah there's really something about parents "creating" and abusing their kids and then blaming said abused kids for being "monsters" when these kids grow up to be adults with trauma and issues, when all these people with childhood trauma ever wanted was love and gentleness from the people who made them, but all they got was fear and pain, and now they really have to live the rest of their lives with the pain and the fear their own parents inflicted on them (and if they ever express anger in any way, shape or form, they are deemed violent monsters)

[dk-thrive]

Like most people in the world, then as well as now, we grew up between shouting and silence. Some of us made up our own minds, others had their minds made up for them

– Arundhati Roy, "Mother Mary Comes to Me" (Scribner, September 2, 2025)

[dk-thrive]

It wasn’t nostalgia that took me back so much as the desire to exorcise some of my old ghosts by looking them in the eye, and to hang on to others, to tell them of my great escape. That, I learned, is impossible. We either house all our ghosts as I do, or unhouse them all, as my brother does. There’s no bargaining with ghosts.

– Arundhati Roy, "Mother Mary Comes to Me" (Scribner, September 2, 2025)

[dk-thrive]

John Berger could have written a book called 'Ways of Listening'. He listened with his whole body. As though my words were rain, and he was the earth. He absorbed everything, gathered every drop, missed absolutely nothing. His listening eyes were lakes in the high mountains. It was love, there’s no other word for it. I don’t think that stillness, that quality of attention, is even possible in digital-age humans, who suckle on mobile phones from the moment they’re born. It’s a generational thing. Lost forever, I believe.

– Arundhati Roy, "Mother Mary Comes to Me" (Scribner, September 2, 2025)

[depsidase]

[depsidase]

[ashstfu]

[wreckedvibez]

My default setting is assuming people don’t want to talk to me

[sont-des-mots]

the only male author who has even semi-accurately captured the female narrative voice (as much as there can be one female pov) is chaucer in the prologue of the wife of bath. prove me wrong