PS this goes double for people with dark skin. the sun will still increase your risk of skin cancers and it’s usually discovered at later stages than it is when you have light skin. because the medical system is catered to white people and no one knows what diseases look like on dark skin
guys i’m having a hard time writing, and i can’t figure out why
so would anyone be interested in reading The Outline of the fic im currently working on?
it’s the most basic of details, and it’s in jot-note form, and it’s really clunky, but it’s just supposed to Exist so i know where to go with the polished version. I can’t figure out what needs to be added, or taken away, so i’m hoping that a second set of eyes will like
i dunno, prove fruitful?
fair warning, it’s two chapters, and the first chapter is a Little Bit horny, but the second chapter is literally pwp
i would just. really love some feedback on how bits and pieces might be improved upon.
i dont know where i got it from, but ive contracted Some Kind Of Illness.
All my covid tests have come back negative (yay) but i still feel like absolute steaming garbage :D i don’t know what i’m sick with, but im really hoping i haven’t contaminated my entire family.
So until im feeling significantly better and no longer exhibiting signs of spewing airborne disease, i’m staying with my cousins. We! don’t really get along, but there’s not anyone else nearby who could effectively handle getting sick (my grandparents are like a couple of blocks away, but they’re old and I don’t want to pass anything to them)
Usually i’d just stay in my room and be miserable and beg whoever is home for some soup and sprite, but. We’ve got a baby. Who is not even a month old yet. And therefore kind of has a crummy immune system. Plus our parents who are her primary caretakers - they would be miserable if they got sick and still had to look after a newborn (who they also do not want to contaminate)
So! i’m grateful to the family who have agreed to house and feed me for the time being, but holy shit its so loud here and no one knocks before entering EVER.
What do you mean I have to ‘talk to a customer service representative’ about the ‘missing item from my online order’ in order to ‘resolve the problem’???
Sorry but I’d rather pull my teeth out than risk messing up and accidentally seeming rude
But in all honesty, I did the grown-up task and actually got it sorted out and the person who helped me was very kind, and now im trembling and i need to lay down for a while, why is my brain like this
tw: pregnancy, birth stress, and possible animal death
it’s almost baby time!
my mom asked me to be in the delivery room with her!
im like ‘mom wouldn’t you rather have dad there?’
and she was like ‘sweetheart i’m allowed more than one person’
and im like
should I be flattered or afraid?? I want to support her, but I also don’t want to be the person who throws up or passes out or both, because I’ve heard that birth is
A Lot.
And if she needs a c-section (which is likely) i’m not sure I could handle seeing my mother’s organs on a table. But I also don’t know if I would be okay with it. Like.
I want to be there for her, but if I’m gonna end up being put off by everything then I want her to have time to choose someone else to be there with her, y’know? It’s a super vulnerable and physically/emotionally taxing time for her, and I want her to have the best support system possible. And yes, I’m morbidly curious, but I really want to do what might be best for her.
I should probably just talk to her about it oof
And to top it off, right when life is about to be brought into the world, one of my cats is not doing so hot and if he doesn’t improve within the week then we’re going to have to put him to sleep, so he doesn’t suffer through the likely death of multiple organ failure.
so yeah, just a heads up as to why writing and headcanons are kind of. extra slow. my autistic little brain is just having a hell of a time