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#i just needed to vent
nelliebachesneg · 7 months
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RANT:
Why must everything be about romantic relationships.
Not even romance; I mean why must we qualify our relationships by how closely they resemble dating and/or marriage and/or a sexual relationship? Why can't I say "these people are in a relationship" without people assuming that I mean a romantic relationship? Why can't I be "in a relationship" with someone who I have no intention of dating, marrying, or banging? Are friendships not relationships? Is having a family not having a network of close relationships?
And why the FUCK is "being close to someone" a borderline euphemism? Why is the idea of being "attached" to someone an automatic indicator of romantic and/or sexual attraction? Is it not enough to simply be around someone who makes your heart happy?
And why is it that that you can't hug and hold hands and cuddle with a non-family member without fear of people assuming you're "in love"? Why can't we be committed to loving people, but in a way that doesn't involve the desire for or even the expectation of a ring, sex, cohabitation, and/or 2.5 kids?
There is a world of intimacy out there, and sexual intimacy is only a fraction of it. I'd argue that it is the least important fraction. The rest shouldn't be labeled according to it.
Anyway that's why I've avoided the labels of aromantic and asexual despite... well, a lot of things. I just want to love people in my own way.
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burningtheroots · 7 months
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I feel like an open book today no I don‘t identify as one so I‘ll say it nonchalantly. NSFW
Why are there so many men who expect vulvas to either smell like nothing or like flowers or something like that? Why are there so many men who find women‘s natural odors, both down there and in general, "disgusting"? Why are there so many men who prefer to imagine women as accessories rather than functioning human beings? Why are there so many men who think vulvas are ugly or need to be modified? Why are there so many men who complain about how vulvas smell and taste while simultaneously expecting women to embrace their penises as if they‘re a grand prize?
Of course, the answers to this are obvious: They don’t see us as humans, they see us as sex objects and servants and accessories. They don‘t actually like women, they like subservient pornified images and fanatasies which coddle their egos. They think they‘re perfect the way they are and inherently desirable (hence their hygiene is practically non-existent unlike women‘s) and only want to live their power fantasies in real life.
But at the same time, I just don’t … get it from a more basic point of view. I‘ll never understand straight male sexuality anyways, as it seems, but isn’t the natural state of a woman, and hence the natural state of her female body parts, what‘s arousing? Do they actually want to convince me that a lavender scent sexually arouses instead of a woman‘s natural smell? Do they actually want to convince me that they "like" women sexually whilst finding our natural bodies ugly and gross?
I really don’t understand it. When a gay man isn’t into women‘s bodies, that‘s understandable (though misogynistic comments are still off limits), but straight men who think and act like that are truly disturbed individuals. They‘ll make gross jokes and demand women to suck their cheesy dicks and claim to be a "women‘s man" whilst not even being able to see us as human, or to see how blessed they are to be with one (none of them deserve it honestly).
The way I experience attraction towards women is completely different than what these men experience. I see women as human beings with thoughts and feelings, I dedicate my time and energy to them, and I love their naturalness. They don‘t. And yet women like me are seen as perverts, fetishists and genital obsessed?!
Not seeing women as human and treating them like shit sexually is normal whilst seeing women as human and finding them sexually arousing in their natural state is gross? Seeing women as mere sex objects is fine but loving their genitalia & sex characteristics is not? Seeing women as your servants, modified dolls and jerk off material whilst exclaiming how unattractive & gross they are is compatible with love but the opposite is not?
Fuck that. Let women be sexual. And let women be natural. Let women be.
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coockie8 · 8 months
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I don't wanna come across as ableist in anyway, but anti's delusions genuinely are not my problem. No one's delusions are anyone's problem but the person having them.
Your inability to adequately make a distinction between fiction and reality is no one's issue to deal with but yours. It is downright unhinged, and wildly unrealistic to expect the entire world to cater to your delusions. You have to cope with them; no one can do that for you, and it's blatantly entitled to expect people, strangers, to change what they create or engage in to make you, a stranger, feel comfortable.
I'm a deeply paranoid individual, with an insanely irrational fear of someone living inside my walls (y'all can try sending my asks or DMs that say "I'm inside your walls" to trigger me, but I promise it won't work. I have inside-my-walls access, and check regularly, so good luck with that👍), but that doesn't mean I expect every horror writer/director in existence to never use that trope because some random fucking stranger might be uncomfortable, or even triggered by that.
I don't expect other people to cater to my delusions, because they are my delusions. They're my problem to deal with. I've got my triggers and issues too, but you don't see me going out of my way to call complete strangers predators and tell them they deserve to die over enjoying fiction that triggers me. I behave like a mature human being, and I block tags/people.
If you have trouble differentiating between fiction and reality, or you're the type to base their entire moral code off what you see in fiction, like a 5-year-old, then, in complete seriousness, don't engage with morally grey media. Or, at the very least, don't do so without supervision, and, genuinely, you should probably seek some kind of psychiatric assistance.
"Morally grey media" includes, by the way, all horror, most romances, a good chunk of comedies, and pretty well literally any piece of media that was made for someone over the age of 10. Human beings have been creating fucked up fiction since the dawn of language, and I highly doubt that's going to change any time soon because a bunch of chronically-online puritans refuse tell the difference between a cartoon and a person.
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thatgirl4815 · 6 months
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cheesy-sunny-days · 25 days
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woah guys, that last post was a lot
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TOO BAD DEPRESSION HAS NO MATCH FOR KINITOPET!!!!!!!
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(mostly isolated doodles)
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schrodingerscal · 3 months
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News Flash! WLW/WLM Headcannons about/Shipping with the Hunters of Artemis is fucking weird, please stop!
Constantly complaining about lack of sexuality representation and then going around and erasing canon Aro/Ace rep is not only incredibly disrespectful but also extremely hypocritical. There are SO MANY other characters in the PJO franchise without canon sexualities you can headcanon, and so little aroace representation out there. Like, the ONLY canon characters are Lilith from TOH and Alastor from Hazbin Hotel, and both of those characters were/are considered evil.
Another thing I’ve seen is people freaking out over “oh (blank)s (sexuality) you can’t headcanon them as something else!” And have NO SUCH qualms about the hunters being headcanoned and shipped with other characters.
Them being unable to date is such an important part of their character and group’s culture, especially sense it stems down to Artemis and her past suitors/mythology. Sure, sometimes they turn out like the ladies in ToA, but it’s still AroAce erasure.
I’m so tired.
(Hi sorry if this comes off as mean or just offensive but it’s 12 am where I am, and my hatred for hunter Shipping and pent up rage at everyone around me has mixed and I am not in a very good mood.)
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boliv-jenta · 1 month
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My heart was broken today. I feel like I don't know who I am anymore. I'm filled with anxiety for the process I'm going to have to go through to get myself right again.
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akindplace · 2 months
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I can’t really make sense of it but it feels like I have the worlds worst flu with intense fatigue and nausea and pain but I don’t have a fever for it to be dengue and I tested negative for covid. I feel like shit Jesus Mary and Joseph and everyone. I’m so tired that the day before last I slept for 13 hours. It’s giving me such a bad pain flare up. I just wish this could…stop
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chrollohearttags · 8 months
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gonna get a lil personal and rant bc therapy is expensive and talking to black parents abt mental health is a fate worse than death. ☠️☠️
negl, I feel like I’m in need of a self care day or some time off. Don’t remember the last time I’ve traveled or gone somewhere besides the grocery store. Like I’m feeling super isolated and lonely as of late. It’s frustrating seeing all of these people get to do things. Watching people have groups of friends to hang out with and partners while I’m just circling my house/town with no one to call a friend and def not a potential relationship. Don’t get me wrong, I’m super grateful to work from home and run my own business + I really wouldn’t trade it for a thing but it seems to be all I do, and there’s no reward tbh. Granted, I’m blessed to be able to do so and I’m more than glad to help my family bc if I were living with roommates or by myself, I’d be screwed so I really don’t mind that. I’m blessed to have my family. But I feel a little frustrated because it feels like I’m the only one who does. Both me and my brother still live at home and it’s bc of that, that I can afford to run a business, work shorter hours, etc but I’m also the only one that works, buys groceries, helps with bills and house expenses…and he has pretty severe Crohn’s disease so I try to be empathetic and understand that he can’t do physical work the way he used to but it also feels as if he doesn’t try to do anything to take care of himself or anyone else. And admittedly, I’ve enabled a lot of his behavior bc I’ve felt bad that he can’t get out of the house as much. I paid for his gaming computer, I buy him food, games and pretty much anything else. I even sacrificed getting my vehicle fixed so that he could have a $300 computer part bc it made him happy. My parents are essentially disabled (my mom’s been dealing with complex migraines for years and my dad had horrible COVID) but even so, we all pull our weight except for him. Idk, I don’t wanna sound selfish or ungrateful but sometimes, I wish I could pour a little into myself. I wish I had somebody to take care of me and tell me it’s all good. I just want to be helpful and useful so I feel as if I’m not contributing then I’m doing something wrong but for once, I just want to have a little something left for myself.
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razor-tits · 3 months
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A very long and over due life update.
So, to start this off I guess I need to back up. Let's start in October. It feels like yesterday but also a lifetime ago. Things were...ok I'd say. Boring, routine, the only shake up was my hormones ran out and my job was changing our insurance, so I had to cancel my follow up appointment for bloodwork and a refill. But then I got some bad news from my parents.
My dad had a heart attack and was in the hospital. He was ok, but he needed surgery. First they thought just a stent, but then decided he needed a triple bypass. I have a pretty good relationship with my parents, but we're kind of distant. I live a few hours away and only see them around the holidays but we talk on the phone weekly. My dad can lean a little on the conservative side but both of them are the absolute salt of the earth. They're done so much to help me and I felt powerless to be able to help. I couldn't leave work and felt like there was nothing I could do.
The next couple weeks were rough, my dad was staying in the hospital, my mom was going back and forth staying with him and taking care of my grandma, who is in her late 80's and has a litany of health issues. On a Friday I finally managed to make the drive home and spend the weekend there. Seeing my dad laid up in a hospital gown tied to machines is something i'll never forget. He could get up and move and acted like he was ok. But he's one of those guys you meet and you think he's invincible. The kind of guy that put a new roof on our house with a broken finger and can't turn away a stray animal at the door. Some family members I hadn't seen in a long time came and went over the weekend. Thoughts of our own mortality set in and I realize this could be the last time I see any of them.
I've lost people before. Some of them suddenly and unexpectedly. Others who's death was almost a sigh of relief after fighting for so long. I never got to say goodbye when my friend died and I hope he knows how much he meant to me. I don't want to feel that again, ever.
The day of surgery came. He was in the OR for 3 hours but it felt like an eternity and a second at the same time. A few hours after that my mom and I were able to see him. He was extubated already, which was a good sign. But he was on heavy medication, incoherent, coming in and out of sleep. But he knew I was there and that's all that mattered.
I had to leave and make my way back to my parents to get my dog, and then make the 2 hour drive back to Ohio and go back to work in the morning. At this point I knew my dad would be ok, he just had to get through recovery. But now thoughts of my own health were worrying me. I'm not in the best shape, I don't exercise or work out. I've already had surgery to fix stomach problems. Everyone on my dad's side has heart problems, and everyone on my mom's side has cancer and diabetes. There's not much I do to prevent any of that. I'm in my 30's and I feel it, maybe more than I should.
Over the next couple months my mental health continues to fall. I had a birthday and spent it sick, as I always seem to do. It's always a rough time of year for me. Seasonal depression kicks in, I get older, and another year passes. My dog, my best friend, the reason I kept myself alive, is getting old. I see it more and more every day and it breaks my heart.
The holidays came and went. I saw my grandma for the first time in a few years. Always wondering if it will be the last. Despite that, this year I never felt less in the holiday spirit. I used to love this time of year, now I desperately try to enjoy it, but part of me just wants it to be over. The best part seems to be a few days off work.
At this point it should be noted I have not restarted hormones. My identity has always been more in flux than i've let on, and maybe that needs to be it's own post, but I don't know if I want to start again or not. I don't know what I want, I don't know what my goals are. I don't know who i am. Beyond basic hygiene, I really don't even feel like taking care of myself most days. I pretty much always feel melancholic. I'm not angry, I don't get excited, I don't have much joy. My sex drive is non existent and I have no desire to do...well, anything.
New year's comes and I honestly couldn't care. It feels like another day. My gf and I go out and have an Ok time. I'm just so tired all the time it's hard for me to go out and enjoy myself like I used to.
And then, a couple days ago my landlord calls. We have to move out. Not sure when, but probably soon. I'm heartbroken and panicking over it. We absolutely love our house. We've only been here about a year and a half but it's been wonderful. It has plenty of room, privacy, it's quiet. We can leave our doors unlocked and packages aren't stolen off our porch. We're allowed both of our dogs and all 3 of our cats with no issues. We've invested so much time and money here. My gf is close with the owners and their children, who were the previous tenants. We even thought about trying to buy this house off of them when their other kid moves out of the downstairs apartment. And it's affordable. Anything else like what we have now will cost double and we can't afford that.
Our last apartment was tiny, cramped, dark and ran by an awful property investment company. And now we have to deal with that again. If we can even find a place where we can take 5 animals. We can hide 2 of the cats, but not all of them. We're in no position to buy nor do we have the time to go through the process. My gf said we may have to find 2 different apartments and live separately for a while. Just the thought of that brings me to tears. I can't live without her, I can't live without our pets. We're a family. I don't know what to do.
Since I got the phone call I've done nothing but panic, contact rental agencies and weigh my options. None of them are good. Best case scenario is we move in a smaller, worse place, paying more rent.
Nothing is going right for me. I know this isn't insurmountable and nothing that people haven't gone through before. But...god damn I need a break and I can't get one.
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finduilasclln · 2 months
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My apartment got burgled yesterday while I was at work. They searched the whole place, even my baby’s bedroom. Left a mess everywhere. Took a bunch of stuff, including my deceased grandmother’s ring.
I’m just so pissed and sad. I know it could have been worse. My baby girl is fine, I’m fine. We still have a roof over our heads. But it’s just … I so didn’t need this right now. I’m trying desperately to save a bit of money and every time there’s some fucking reason out of my control that prevents me from doing so, and I’m back to scraping by each month. Two months ago my car broke down and I needed to buy a new (used) one. Which was way above budget obviously and now I’m paying for that each month. And now this… okay, I’ve got insurance, but who knows when they’ll pay (if they even do) and you know they’ve got a I-don’t-know-what-you-call-it-in-English thing that until a certain amount they don’t pay out. So I lose a couple hundred euros, no matter what.
I can just cry. I’m so tired of worrying about money. And these people just come into my fucking home and ransack the place and take stuff that I’ve worked hard for. I’m just so fucking -
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yasmini24 · 1 year
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im a little annoyed with the idea that the murder plot is random, serves no purpose, takes over the main romance plot etc.
the overarching theme of the show is how parents have an immense impact of their child's life especially academicially, regardless of its positivity or negativity (ex. haengseon's vs. seojin's parenting). isn't this also shown in donghui's childhood too? his mother shoved him out on the balcony, in the cold at night just because he fell asleep studying. in response, when she only let him in to continue studying, he pushed her off the balcony. his mother's death with his sister's death is traumatic leading to the present day events wheres hes now the murderer. THIS IS ALL CONNECTED!!!! academic pressure and stress is detrimental to ones mental health!!! (also sua's hallucinations). the stability that donghui lacked in his childhood is apparent as hes going around murdering, kidnapping, injuring people (and cats) who supposedly distract and change chiyeol, the person who was a positive figure in his dead sister's (unstable) life.
ALSO THE ROMANCE????? during these events, haengseon and chiyeol have been supportive and loving of each other. ROMANCE IS NOT JUST PHYSICAL! just because there is not an abundance of kisses and hugs doesnt mean the love is not there! also, we got two (2) cuddling/bed scenes. physical AND emotional connections. yes, maybe there were arguably more "saturated" romance scenes in the earlier/mid episodes WHERE THEY WERE PINING but now they're in a healthy relationship, other things occur more prevalently, parallel to them existing together.
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fandomwe1rd0 · 17 days
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It's fucking pathetic how some people will blame Penny for what happened in "Escape From L.A" She was 17. Bojack was fucking 50. I don't fucking care if Bojack feels guilt for it. I don't fucking care that nothing happened. Bojack would've fucking done something if Chalette never walked in. I don't fucking care who propositioned who. If you are the adult in that situation, you have an obligation to reject them and make sure that situation doesn't happen no matter what. If this was a human girl and a human guy, nobody would be saying that Bojack wasn't in the wrong. If you seriously think that Penny was in the wrong, fuck off. That's all I have to say.
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Andrew being called "Drew" makes my eye twitch... and I don't know why.
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supakixbabe · 22 days
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Every time the Young Bucks hit “Made in Detroit”, you just know they’re discreetly challenging MCMG.
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hailmary-forgiveme · 7 months
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i dont blame my friends, but they dont get it. they dont know what its like to be a boy who likes another boy, who is straight. they dont know what its like to know that he wont ever like you because of what you are, because you are a boy. it doesnt matter that i look like a girl, i wont pretend to be a girl again. down to the basic rules of who likes who based of their sexuality, he doesnt like me, and he wont ever like me because im a fucking boy. i love my friends, but they dont get it, they only ever like straight guys.
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