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#form of love
gqandw · 4 months
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srvyxhi · 5 months
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when a guy says "i'm not like your ex"
but nizar qabbani wrote "i do not resemble your other lovers, my lady. should another give you a cloud, i give you rain. should he give you a lantern, i will give you the moon. should he give you a branch, i will give you the trees, and if another gives you a ship, i shall give you the journey"
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ssttrangr · 6 months
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the form of Love.
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euesworld · 2 years
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"Laughing with you has to be one of the best forms of love, especially when you are still smiling afterwards.. mmmmm, sign me up!!"
I adore you and I adore laughing with you, sign me up for more time with you cause I could easily fall in love with you - eUë
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campfire-collective · 2 years
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the only way i know how to express love is through action.
sometimes i worry other people don't see it.
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ransomnote · 3 months
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junaart · 15 days
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a little mock postage stamp i did a while ago. free to download (X) and print as stickers, posters or whatever you like.
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thatcerealkiller · 3 months
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“My blood thirsty friend.”
🔥 commission by poof on twitter 🔥
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evercelle · 15 days
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softinvasions · 5 months
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Eurydice to Orpheus • Nov. 2023
eurydice’s silence is resounding. you can put anything in that emptiness. —@finelythreadedsky
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filmnoirsbian · 2 years
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It's fun reading writers who clearly grew up in suburban/urban environments as someone who grew up on a farm because they're always like "oh it was so creepy, woods at night, eerily breathtaking, something was living in there..." and it's like yeah that'll be the deer.
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lvstharmony · 5 months
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xamag-draws · 8 months
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them witches
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euesworld · 2 years
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"You know what I like about you and it also drives me nuts, that you never water things down.. like you will tell me how things are, straight up. No games, just tell me exactly how it is.. it simultaneously makes me happy that you don't try to lie to me and I love that but it also drives me crazy cause you can seem pretty ruthless sometimes but I know you mean well so it's no harm.."
I love some things about you that I don't necessarily like if that makes sense.. they are a double edged sword - eUë
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months
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Happy Thistle Debut Day!
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andthebeanstalk · 11 months
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Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".
Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"
And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".
Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.
At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.
So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!
Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!
Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!
Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.
#hlep#original#mental health#my sympathies and empathies to anyone who has to rely on this kind of hlep to get what they need.#the people in my life who most need to see this post are my family but even if they did I sincerely doubt they would internalize it#i've tried to break thru to them so many times it makes my head hurt. so i am focusing on boundaries and on finding other forms of support#and this thing i learned today helps me validate those boundaries. the example with the milk was from my therapist.#the example with the towing company was a real thing that happened with my parents a few months ago while I was age 28. 28!#a full adult age! it is so infantilizing as a disabled adult to seek assistance and support from ableist parents.#they were real mad i was mad tho. and the spoons i spent trying to explain it were only the latest in a long line of#huge family-related spoon expenditures. distance and the ability to enforce boundaries helps. haven't talked to sisters for literally the#longest period of my whole life. people really believe that if they love you and try to help you they can do no wrong.#and those people are NOT great allies to the chronically sick folks in their lives.#you can adore someone and still fuck up and hurt them so bad. will your pride refuse to accept what you've done and lash out instead?#or will you have courage and be kind? will you learn and grow? all of us have prejudices and practices we are not yet aware of.#no one is pure. but will you be kind? will you be a good friend? will you grow? i hope i grow. i hope i always make the choice to grow.#i hope with every year i age i get better and better at making people feel the opposite of how my family's ableism has made me feel#i will see them seen and hear them heard and smile at their smiles. make them feel smart and held and strong.#just like i do now but even better! i am always learning better ways to be kind so i don't see why i would stop
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