There will be no more new sims content on this (main) blog. It's a personal/war/rat/whatever blog now. You don't have to follow me back, it's okay.I'm Katerina or Kate, she/her, 28 y/o, Ukrainian.[ts2 gameplay blog: suratanontherun][ts2cc blog: suratan-cc][nature photography blog: nature-scares-me]
At first I got angry...but then noticed the usernames.
What is the probability that two users with stereotypical American male names + random numbers, who instantly reblog from each other, are real people? I say pretty darn low. Even though their blogs seem genuine at first glance, I think they are bots aimed specifically at the US audience. I think they either real people (=russian employees) or, most likely, AI. They would probably argue with you and hold the conversation pretty well if you tried to talk to them.
Be mindful people, we live in crazy times. Safer not to get into any arguments online, bots or not.
upd: I think it's the ukraineneedsairdefense tag attracted bots
My main snuggle buddy by the name of Cactus somehow hurt his little foot 😭
It's very swollen and painful.
So I was taking him to our local veterinary office to get him pain meds. And she says, "let's do an X-ray to see if it's broken."
I'm like excuse me??? You had an X-ray machine here all this time??? For over two years I've been taking my rats to another fucking city for X-rays 'cause I've been told that we don't have it here.
I feel like such a fool.
Anyway, it's not broken! But it still looks horrible and I feel so sorry for Cactus. I have no idea how it happened, their cage is fall-proofed.
But a have a theory. Tsapa, my boy with a brain tumor, started developing (very minor, I caught it early) bumblefoot from the wire ladders, so I covered them with rubber bath mat thingies. Cactus is almost fully blind, so he probably couldn't see it, tried to run quickly down the ladder and may have landed badly. This is why I usually don't cover ladders with anything unless a rat has hind leg degeneration like Tsapa does. Healthy rat is much more comfortable and safe with metal ladders, they're just easier to climb.
Today russia hit the city of Chernihiv with three missiles.
Currently, 11 16 people are known to have been killed, 22 over 60 wounded, and at least 3 are missing. The strikes were targeted on civilian infrastructure. The rescue operation is ongoing.
In the video you can see the moment of one of the strikes.
Ukraine has almost run out of missiles for Patriots.
While Mike Johnson, led by Trump, is stalling military aid to Ukraine, we are being killed every day. Our infrastructure is being destroyed. We need air defense while there is still something left to defend. Ukraine is paying for the delay in aid with innocent lives lost.
I spend every day in vain attempts of focusing on the "now" and not thinking about the future.
But I'm losing this battle with my brain. No amount of antidepressant pills, or alcohol with pills, or sunshine and positive thinking, can muffle this voice that says that it's going to get worse and worse, that there is no point in waiting untill it gets really bad, that I should take an easy way out.
Battling mental illiness is one thing. But try doing this when things are actually objectively bad. When your depression isn't necessarily lying to you. When the situation is genuinely pretty damn near hopeless. Even if in the present moment I'm okay, I can play cozy computer games, go on hikes, eat cookies, and pet my animals, what is it worth if I can see the monster on the horizon? If I know that this simple safe life that I desire is not possible and I will suffer more losses untill it eats me alive?
I move back and forth between living in the moment, escaping into hobbies when I have the strength for it, and nervous breakdowns, staring at the wall, biting my fingers and zoning out for hours. I don't know how to pull myself together and start believing in something again, I just want it to end one way or another. I'm exausted.
"Since the beginning of their unprovoked war of aggression, the Russians have completely destroyed 60,000+ hectares (150,000-acres, 600 sq-km) of forests worth approximately UAH 14 billion ($360 million) in the occupied territories." - NGL media investigation
Cut down every tree, sell all the grain abroad, steal everything that is even remotely valuable, destroy what you can't steal. This is what the russians do to Ukraine. And they have no problems finding buyers in other countries through intermediary companies.
A locust swarm country, a plague country, a terrorist state that never faces enough consequences for its crimes.
It's not as obvious in the video as it is IRL, but he's still quite brown from the rusty sewage. It is him, the "trapped turtle" whom my husband rescued this fall, he named him Федір. We're so happy that Федір is alive and content in the pond we chose for him.