Sorry I Spent all mY spoons this week already and it's fucking Tuesday. We're heading to the knives
so there’s this insane rage and anger
I am still learning! I am allowed to make mistakes! Big mistakes!!! Huge mistakes!!! They will not stop me from growing!!!!
poor people are not inherently undeserving of fun.
if you’re starting a sentence with “as a white person” “as a cis person” “as someone who’s skinny” etc etc that is your sign to stop ✋ and consider if what you’re about to say is actually that important, or if you’re just expressing your penitence to the exact group of people who would really rather not hear you talk about how guilty you feel. like maybe just think for a couple seconds about why you feel like you have to finish that sentence
Listen to me. Hairy dykes are vital to the community. Essential. And I mean hairy dykes. Happy trails, fuzzy stomachs, chest hair on breasts or flat chests or otherwise, hairy pits, full bushes, hairy arms and legs. Hairy asses. Facial hair. I’m talking all of it. If you’re a hairy dyke you’re a cornerstone of this community I love you you’re so sexy
locking in won't save you. self-discipline won't save you. you're trying to tidy up a house built on a fault line whose shifting is beyond your control. you know this already.
Do I understand the importance of child safety locks on medication caps? Yes.
Is it also a unique kinda fucked that the cap on my arthritis medication is VERY difficult to open? Also yes.
Friendly reminder that being chronically ill is exhausting
Having chronic pain is exhausting
You're ALWAYS suffering. Even if it's not too much, it's always there
You're always tired
You're always exhausted
blogging from the depths of autistic burnout • he/him • adult
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