#fletcher rambles

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“i’m a boy.” “i’m a girl.” i’m an entity. benevolent or malevolent is up to you. i’m haunting the narrative. i’m haunting your dreams. i’m haunting the halls. i’m in your walls. i can read your mind. be afraid, be very afraid.

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Friendly reminder that if you have certain foods you can't or won't eat because they're Sensory Bads, you're valid and deserve to be respected, not teased for being picky or told to get over it.

Not-so-friendly reminder that if you're a jerk to others for having sensory issues and force/guilt people into eating something they don't want to, I'll steal your kneecaps!

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i haven’t talked about being genderfluid on here in a while so here we go. another weird thing about being genderfluid is that i’m okay with my body like 70% of the time, but im only okay with feminine pronouns/descriptors like 20% of the time.

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I just finished Cemetery Boys and I’m entirely in love with it. God, I’m going to have a soft spot for this book forever. I just wanted Julian and Yadriel and Maritza to be happy forever and hug each other a lot the whole fucking time I was listening to the audiobook because I haven’t met a group of kids that needed a hug more I think. God it was so good, please read this book if you haven’t yet.

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Do you ever just meet a cute girl that has the same first name as you and your first thought is ‘sucks I can never marry her’ even though this girl is an absolute stranger at this point and you don’t believe in the concept of contemporary-traditional marriage anyway and you’re really not even looking to date right now and also that’s not how love works and also brain what the fuck, that is possibly the most stupid reason in existence to not pursue someone your interested in or am I the only fucking disaster lesbian in existence?

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A reminder:

You are not alone.

Really.

I promise you're not.

There's someone who loves to see you smile, someone who can't wait to hug you or boop your nose or just exist in the same space as you if you're not into physical affection (in which case: you're so valid! And don't let anyone tell you otherwise or try to force anything on you!)

Someone who loves to just scroll through your posts because they love your sense of humor, or admire your art or writing.

Someone who finds comfort in just a "hello!" from you.

Someone who wants to listen and help you without an ounce of selfishness to it.

Someone who's ready to cry with you because of hyper-empathy and they want to hold you through the pain and the tears.

Maybe you don't know those "someone"s yet.

But they're there.

And if you need someone, I'm more than happy to be that person.

Don't be afraid to reach out to someone you trust, or a hotline, or me, or gosh, just yell it into the void if you need to.

You're stronger than you know.

And reaching out is not weakness. It's okay to ask for help, or a distraction, or a shoulder to lean on, a person to Not Be Okay with.

You're not alone. You matter, and you are loved.

I love you.

(Yes, even you, the person who reads this and shakes their head, thinking it can't possibly apply. It can, and it does. I love you, especially you.)

-💙

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So I’m officially unable to go into work basically indefinitely per company policy, since I live with a first responder who has contact with COVID-19 patients. I’m doing my best to pick up work online and secure another job that will allow me to work from home. If anyone has any advice or help to offer, I’d very much appreciate it. 

I’m also happy to give card readings, sketches, edits/moodboards to anyone who can help in any capacity, as well as offer myself as a proofreader or editor for any papers or projects people may have going on right now!

Remember that any and all of you reading this are loved, valid, and you matter. The world is better with you in it. I hope today treats you kindly. 🌸

-Fletch 💙

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Am I drinking coffee at midnight and a half? Maybe.