Woken from a Deep Slumber
Hey whumpers!
In case you all haven’t already been annoyed by the askanswer spam that’s been all over your dashboards tonight, I, DW, have broken a long absence from tumblr with a brief visit to clean out my inbox. Apologies to anyone who asked me a question months ago which is no longer relevant. I tried to answer everything anyway.
I found myself breaking my self-imposed exile mostly to prowl for canon whump recs. I have been terrible about hiatuses and letting suggestions and requests slip my mind, so I don’t know how many of you missed me (I might not miss me if I were y’all, frankly) but I can say without a doubt a doubt that I’ve missed this community. These days I feel a little like a ghostly presence in the whumperverse, just fading in and out of existence and eavesdropping on the goings on.
To be totally honest, while I’ll pop my head in the door every once in a while to answer asks, and will post writeups here and there if the stars align, life commitments will probably keep me from updating the Daily Whump on any regular basis ever again.
I know. It bums me out too, my friends. Deeply.
But to be equally honest, I’m not so sure I’m needed anymore. I surf around on the #whump tag these days and I see so many amazing, dedicated people working for the community, collating canon whump, trading fic recs, sharing h/c writing reference guides, and chatting in really cool and intelligent ways about the whumping instinct, what it is, and how we should feel about it.
I look at all that and say
I remember wondering a few years ago if I should even bother starting this blog. Would I announce my weirdness to the world and find I was the only one? Would folks even be interested in this sort of content? Who would openly participate in a community centered around something so stigmatized and misunderstood? Since then, I’ve had a lot of folks write me echoing all these same sentiments. We felt alone. We felt weird or wrong. And we felt like we could never share this aspect of ourselves with anyone.
I am so ecstatically happy that what started as a little project to distract me from my schoolwork has helped create and/or expand a space where whumpers can just be whumpers. And I am even more grateful that, now that I’ve exited stage left in most regards, there are so many amazing bloggers out there keeping that community alive for everyone.
Whump on, my friends. Whump on.









