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monstrous-femme · 2 months
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I think sometimes, if not often, the reason we numb ourselves to our feelings is that we know if we allowed ourselves to fully feel them, things couldn't go on the way they've been.
* A little over a year ago, I realized I had to leave my job.
I didn't want to. I had stumbled into the job I was in, and had no idea how to get a different one that would pay a living wage. I had loved that job once. It was a big part of my identity. I'd sacrificed things for it.
And I couldn't go on.
Burnout was starting to affect my health, both physical and mental. It was affecting my relationships. By the time the weekend started, I was already dreading the upcoming week. Leaving meant having to make things change. I didn't have the energy. I didn't know how to do it. But once I'd fully let myself feel the feeling, I couldn't go on the way I had.
What followed was one of the hardest years of my life. I worked temp jobs. Things got easier, then harder, than much harder, then easier again. I kept thinking I'd reached the end and then more things would come up. I worried a lot.
And it wasn't just the one change. Once the job changed, other things in my life started changing too. Old trauma came to the surface. My relationships changed. I experienced huge loss of identity, and the ways I tried to fill that hole didn't always feel authentic to me. I tried out lots of different things. Some worked. Others didn't. Many worked, but in different ways or timelines than I expected. Nobody could tell me how it was going to go, or when things would get easier, or if they ever would.
But they did.
I will always think of 2023 as one of the hardest years of my life, but it was also the year I started going to open mics and sharing my poetry. It was the year my wife and I started going on dates again. I rekindled one of my closest friendships. It was the year I started taking walks, the year I was hired to teach collage classes (me! a paid art teacher, at least on second saturdays!), the year I wrote 3 drafts of a poetry collection. The year I went to two beach parties in one day. The year I got to celebrate my grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary.
Today, in early 2024, I went on a walk after a few days of feeling under the weather. I bought myself a cup of tea and carried it in the hand not holding my umbrella. I listened to a new album by a band I like. And I kept looking at the trees, and feeling the wind on my skin, and the thing is, I couldn't stop smiling. Over and over, I smiled at the world that had once felt so impossible to live in.
I wasn't numb anymore, and it didn't hurt so much.
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lyrifaun · 2 years
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Sometimes you get very tired and feel haunted and frustrated with most things. But then you pull in some enormous green beans from your garden and you sauté em with some slivered almonds, and butter, and garlic salt, and chopped onions. And you made a beautiful thing, and it’s warm and tasty and you’re proud of it and you might be okay actually.
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sylvies-kablooie · 3 months
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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marypsue · 5 months
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Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.
All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.
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daftmooncretin · 3 months
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spock’s room decor is actually fucking bonkers. The weapons??? the big red velvet curtain??? like ok phantom of the opera go crazy.
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for reference jim’s room has some photos and a plant so we can surmise this is uniquely a spock being a dramatic weirdo thing
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corviiids · 4 months
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my top bit of advice going into the new year: compliment people. especially strangers. literally everyone you interact with if you can. when you buy coffee in the morning compliment the barista's tattoos. when you're chatting with a coworker tell them that by the way you like their outfit. always find something they've chosen to do on purpose. nail polish, jewellery, tattoos, hair colour/style, statement accessory, outfit, etc are all good bets. things people hope will be noticed. things that aren't too personal so it doesn't make them uncomfortable (eg probably not their physical features). i've gotten into the habit of scanning everyone i talk to for something about them that i think is cool so i can tell them. it's a great habit because it makes me notice people and realise just how many neat little details there are in people's presentation of themselves that might pass me by if i wasn't paying attention. and it brings out so much joy. you'd be surprised how much it disarms people to receive an unexpected compliment from someone they don't know. it is the most sincere smile you will see all day long. it feels nice to make people happy but it also means you win the social interaction. establish dominance by complimenting a stranger's earrings and disappearing into the fog
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dissidient · 1 day
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ispyspookymansion · 7 months
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BOO!
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oh sorry….come in…..hello…welcome to my halloween party ^_^ feel free to take a piece of candy and a goodie bag before you go okay? have a fun (and nostalgic) halloween season!!
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theoldaeroplane · 7 months
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worried that thing you put in your art or writing or game or music is too self-indulgent, too self-referential, too niche for anyone but yourself? fear not! you can do whatever you want forever. and you should.
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snarkspawn · 4 months
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based ofc on this
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elizabro · 2 months
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please consider how you engage with aaron bushnell's death. you may react to it as you will, but it's crucial to remember that his death was specifically a call to action. it was not meant solely to shock but to draw attention to a vast moral hypocrisy: that to many, a soldier dying in a campaign backed by the U.S. government is noble, even if the soldier kills innocents to do so, even if the cause is morally bankrupt--but this? this is insanity. a man taking his own life, on his own terms, in an attempt to help others while hurting nobody else, is somehow less rational and more horrifying than the mass killing of civilians.
of course aaron's death was horrific. but as he said beforehand, it is realistically no more horrific than what's happening in gaza. if we can't stomach this, then why can we stomach children being bombed? thousands being starved? for all that self immolation is, it brings death in a matter of minutes. it is a fraction of the amount of pain, fear, and grief that people in gaza are experiencing. it's just that we are able to quantify it. and this tiny, quantifiable sliver of horror is still so unbelievably awful. how can anyone bear to think about anything else when this horror is happening a millionfold in palestine? this is the question aaron bushnell was asking. and he wanted you to face it, head-on, watching him burn to death.
I've been seeing people make fanart. minimalist graphics to sell on t-shirts. to commodify his death, to mythologize it not a day afterwards, is not only in poor taste but a hindrance to his message. the answer is not commodification, nor is it defeatism, nor is it rejoicing in his death. if you want to honor aaron's legacy, take action. channel your horror and your outrage into making a material change. this wasn't about him. this was about palestine. remember that it was always about palestine.
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bluebeesknees · 3 months
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❤️‍🩹
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ash-and-starlight · 2 months
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taking the crumbs of venetian agna qel’a chewing biting gnashing on them until there aren’t even bones left and then spitting out. carnevale northern water tribe style
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oicuperp · 3 months
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in the fight club. straight up "fighting it". and by "it", haha, well. let's justr say. Myself
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freitag1607 · 3 months
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1.05 / Battle of the Labyrinth
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stuckinapril · 4 months
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Even in the midst of the new year’s excitement, I genuinely can’t stop being haunted by thoughts of Palestine. We have the privilege of celebrating the new year, making resolutions, looking forward to the blessings in the year ahead—but many Palestinian children didn’t get that privilege. Hundreds upon hundreds of children far younger than me have died in the past 3 months; won’t get the luxury of sharing in this flurry of excitement and joy. Many more are biding their time, not knowing when their last day is. Tonight will mark a new beginning, but I hope it also heralds a year of far more people advocating for Palestine, sharing the atrocities that have been committed in Palestine, boycotting brands supporting Palestinian genocide, and just all around finally coming to terms with the fact that Palestinian genocide SHOULD be their concern—even if they’re not being directly affected by it. More people need to be aware that educating themselves on this should not be a choice, but a responsibility and a must.
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