I got reminded the Lacey's series exists and it really left me confused because... People love and praise that but hate on The Painter?
I want to say it's just bias because Lacey's is very well done style wise (the painter has great art but weak presentation), but Lacey's is pure fucking shock content w little substance. That's why I always hated it. And I still do. It's not even surprising.
And it a way it's fitting for it bc it has that strong 2010s/2000s vibes and horror back then was just like that lmao look at any old creepypasta but it's still edgy as shit.
And I don't want this to be me complaining about that series bc that's not my point what I'm complaining about is how I don't understand how the internet ADORED one but hated the other for arguably the same reasons.
But I also want to complain so see y'all in the tags 👍
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when I was a kid I read a version of the princess and the pea where the princess's doting peasant father had to get her silk and other fancy things since she was so hypersensitive and like regular fabric hurt her skin/gave her a rash and so on.
and she passed the pea mattress test because anything other than the most comfortable sleeping situation was so painful to her.
and as a poor person with central sensitization/allodynia... girl i can relate SO much more now than i could when it was just autism that made me relate
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wow okay, so You did a ton of things in April. Would you recommend a hiatus/break for other people now that you're back?
hey!!! bless, you gave me a soapbox on my first day back ily so much.
i think you're mostly talking about this post/ask where i talked about everything (mostly) that I'd done this past month. but, like!!
half the things i listed aren't even that special or involved, and almost none of them are things i'll remember in a couple of months!! i've just been trying this new thing when talking about my life. and it's this:
i have a friend, right, she ran a 10k at the beginning of april, and afterwards we got brunch with my parents, and she was telling us this story about finishing the race and how after running you're supposed to eat bananas because they're a good source of a lot of nutrients you lose running?
so the people who put on the race had ordered a ton of free bananas for the finishers to eat to replace their whatever that they lost sweating, but they had probably put in the order late because, she said, all the bananas were GREEN instead of yellow, so no one was getting them, which was why she was super hungry for brunch.
and like. i get along with my parents. i do. i love them. they love me. i'm bragging now, i guess. but they'd come into town like a few days earlier and i had already run out of things to tell them.
and i just realized then, you know, at this brunch, with my friend and my parents: i'm not a green bananas person. i don't see something small in my life and am like 'this is coming up in the next conversation i have. this happened to me and so it is intrinsically worth air and volume and attention from others.'
and i WANT to be a green bananas person. SO BAD. i think that's an amazing way to look at life and to make small talk with people. forget about the weather, tell me about the green bananas and tell it to me well.
so it's not that i did a lot this april, and it's not that i think everyone should take a break from social media to '''''''''have a life''''''''''' or whatever. i was just really lucky to stumble upon a new method of experiencing my life and then telling it to other people, which is what i wrote the april post thinking of.
and i honestly think it's worth a shot for other people too.
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