#real life post

[furiouscrusadeavenue]

This pics are living example that proves that material things do not give you happiness...This man just lost his home but he has a heartwarming smile because he has his loyal friend with him, god bless them both!

2018, Western. Turkey

#real life post #love #kitty love

[fangirleaconmigo]

I’m struggling tonight, friends.

Tw: death, suicide, loss of friend, homophobia

Last night a friend of mine posted a tiktok saying she was “out”, blowing the camera a kiss.

I did not understand until today that this was her suicide “note” and that she was dead, until her mother and brother posted on Facebook today.

I’m so heartbroken. She was such a kind person. She had severe chronic pain, so she was too disabled to work, and on her “good” (just meant she could move around) pain days she’d organize in the community to serve and feed the unhoused. She had regular sandwich days where we’d make food and drive around giving it to people. She organized the businesses to put these flyers up with logos so people who were homeless knew they could go on and get coffee and food.

She didn’t do these things for her resume or to get into school or something. She was already well past college and could not work. She just did it because she cared about people and she thought someone should do it.

She was so divise in town. So many people LOATHED her because she was “encouraging” homeless people to come to our town. People literally want you to arrest poor people on sight. And people harassed her all the time for it. But she fought for what she believed in. She’d go to city hall and city council meetings to fight for housing to be built and for the cops to stop hassling people.

I live in a small right wing mostly evangelical town where almost 70% of them voted for trump. So let me tell you that people either loved her (like I did) or LOATHED her.

Then to top it all off, she was lesbian. An extremely tall, butch lesbian. So when people couldn’t get her to stop helping homeless folks they’d be vile and homophobic. And I know it hurt her so badly. She just wanted for people to see that she was a good person, not the degenerate they would accuse her of being. She loved people and she just wanted them to like her too, or at least to dislike her for fair reasons.

When I first met her about ten years ago, I advised her to be careful with the people in town she was calling her friends. She was new to town, but I grew up here and am queer myself and knew all too well. I told her that these people were homophobic.

She was SO CONVINCED that she could just love the bigotry out of them. That she could just be caring and funny and be a good person and that would change them.

I watched her become slowly disillusioned when she realized that was not how it worked. People would smile to her face but turn on her fast.

We had a float in the Christmas parade for our volunteer group and her wife chose the theme of Up (the sweet Disney movie) and so we invited the scouts to ride the float with us in keeping with the theme of the movie.

So this local asshole woman posted on Facebook that my friend was trying to recruit kids to the gay agenda and warned everyone to avoid her and not go to the parade. She implied she was gonna molest these kids and make them all gay???

I don’t really know why I’m telling you guys all this. I guess I’m just angry. It’s not fair. It’s not fair that kindness isn’t valued in this world. It’s not fair that people are shit and homophobic. It’s not fair that someone who was so fucking compassionate and empathetic and sensitive was dealt such a shit hand with her chronic pain.

I guess I just want people to know about her.

And I’m so broken hearted and for some reason I want to go kick everyone’s ass who was ever mean to her and I don’t know how that would help. She got sick of this town and moved away. She moved somewhere better.

But she still had so much pain. Her chronic pain was not helped by successive operations and hope was in short supply. Plus, she had been through so much trauma emotionally. She was raised a Mormon and had spent many self loathing years in the closet after the trauma of being raised to believe she was an abomination. (I’m not sharing anything private by saying that, she did a few interviews and essays on the subject, so it’s public record)

And now she’s gone. And now I hurt all over and I can’t stop crying.

Why is it the people who feel everything have to suffer the most, while the assholes of the world who bully gay people and who treat homeless people like crap sleep like logs at night. Why are good people taught to hate themselves because of their gender presentation and sexuality. Why is so much shame and pain heaped on people for being fucking born. And all in the name of god.

I’m just so angry. I’m just so sad.

I try to keep it light on social media as much as possible but my heart is just broken right now. I’m watching her goodbye video as well as the “it gets better” video she did years ago before the illness and I’m just aching.

Anyway. Here is me and my friend at the Christmas parade. We still had a great time in spite of the fucking haters. I organized a cheering section for her and it was loud as hell when we walked by.

I loved her. She was lovable. And I wish she was still here. But I’m glad she’s not in pain anymore.

#remembering mari #tw: loss #tw: suicide #suicide #real life post #homophobia

[wordsoup420]

i just called the 15 lbs cat on my lap a "cute little weasel"

What is wrong with me

#real life post #cats #purr #funny

[xxcherrycherixx]

Shits gone wack guys we are currently dealing with a lost child???

Little boy showed up at our door in just an adults dressing gown and adult sliders, doesnt speak anymore than basic words like dog and sit and mostly makes sounds

Police are here and now they are at the place we think is his home, but i can hear him screaming and my mom whos over there says hes having a meltdown

Weird ass situation

Hope they dont just pass the child to the family, shits shady that he looks older than my little brother and he can barely speak, hes trying to get into peoples homes.

Update while writing: kids in that home now, apparently he tried to go back with my mom. I dont trust that family now even though i have never met them and im honestly a bit pissed the police just let them take him. The kid was fucking screaming terrified there meanwhile he had been mostly happy while sitting with us (complete strangers remind you) at ours while we waited for police.

The families excuse was that he “slipped out while they were sleeping” mate he got here at like 11pm and according to my mom the rest of the big ass family were all still dressed in their day clothes. and why the fuck would the child just randomly wander off to the neighbours house in barely anything and be absolutely terrified to go back home?? The kids also apparently severely autistic, which just raises even more flags because i know how terrible families can treat disabled kids.

Anyway shits weird, even the police came and said they were going to keep an eye on it because it raised some flags. if i find out theres child abuse happening at that house then im going there and getting a criminal record and a life sentence. I dont like children, sure i will be nice to any when i see them and i care for my nieces and nephews, but i will never voluntarily want to be around any child. But even though i don’t like children, i cant stand shit like that happening to them, especially disabled kids. Idk im feeling kinda anxious and pissed about it, i just don’t trust the care that kids been left in.

#real life post #rant #mentions of child abuse

[i-just-like-commenting]

Not-the-Usual Christmas Music, Day 7

So this is going to be me posting not-the-usual Christmas music, from the 20th through the 31st. I've wanted to do this for a while, just share songs that don't generally pop up on the Christmas radio loop. Some are funny, some are poignant, some are religious, some are secular. Just doing something pleasant at the end of the year.

Day 7: Green Trees of Winter by Will Ackerman (and Windham Hill in general)

Windham Hill is labeled "New Age music" and has only reluctantly accepted the label, as they consider themselves to be instrumental folk music without any "new age" connections. To me the Japanese term "spa music" is a better fit - it's all calm and relaxing music, which can be a must during this season. I'd play WIndham Hill's Winter Solstice albums for my kindergarten classes to keep the room (and myself) calm, for example. It's also good "wind down after visiting family" music, so enjoy.

#windham hill #christmas #music #real life post

[borainier]

Men bring their sewing machines and fabric to make custom made garments to patrons.  Quelimane Mozambique 

#mozambique #laborers #real life post

[jude-thedude98]

Sometimes...

You have to be your greatest distraction before a distraction comes your way.

July 30, 2023 Sunday EST

#spmetimes sundays #sometimes... sundays #sometimes... #poetic quotes #real life post #mental health quotes #mental health awareness #mental health #mental pain #mental abuse #mental illness #actually mentally ill #mentally fucked #positive mental attitude

[agentem]

What are bereavement gifts that don't suck/aren't sappy? My best friend from kindergarten (surprising I have had a friend this long)'s mother died of cancer today. Losing a mom seems like a big deal and I want to do something nice. I like giving gifts. But everything I see online is pretty religious or corny.

#real life post

[dixie12]

there are some days you wish you could forget. sounds you wish you could unhear.

a mother begging her little one to wake up as we do round after round of cpr.

the controlled chaos in the trauma bay as the pharmacist calls out every drug we're giving, scraping the absolute bottom of the kitchen sink as we try to stabilize a tiny body enough to get him to the CT scanner.

the peds ICU doctor asking the neurosurgeon what the scan looks like, and his reply "his brain is dead."

the resident telling me that social work is scrambling to remove the patient's siblings from the home, because it's no longer a safe environment for them.

i want to forget all of those things, but i can't. there's no time to process them, either. i walked behind the patient's mother, being supported on either side by nurses, unable to stay upright herself under the weight of her overwhelming grief, back to my computer. i took a few deep breaths and then looked at the track board, full of patients who needed to be seen. a resident came over, asked if was ok, and then staffed two patients with me. and i went through the motions, asking about chest pain and headaches, listening to hearts and lungs, but not able to shake the sight of that curly-haired toddler, so tiny on the huge trauma cot.

the respiratory therapist came over, crying. she was up by his head, trying to breathe life into the patient as we willed his heart to keep beating. she held it together beautifully until he was on the way to the OR for a surgery we all knew couldn't fix the damage that had been done.

no one gets a chance to leave, to decompress. the waiting room is full. people are yelling about the wait time, and it takes everything you have not to yell right back. don't they understand what you just saw? what you spent the last hour doing? but of course they don't. and of course you can't tell them. you apologize for the wait, thank them for their patience, and do your job.

i snuck off to the cafeteria, picked up some chocolate for the resident. it's nothing, but at least it's something, and it's the only time i saw him smile all day, tired and resigned. but it was something.

there are some days you wish you could forget. but you can't. this is one that stays with you til the end. one that keeps you up at night, years later, remembering those curls, that mom. you carry it with you, forever, and it makes you hug your family tighter, love them harder, because you just never know. you honor that life by keeping it with you, always.

#real life post #tw: medical stuff #tw: child abuse #burnout #there are days you want to leave the hospital and never come back #this was one of those days

[nosongunsung11]

collection of posts for a very specific dynamic

#pallas post its #not sure how to tag this one ngl #zolu #this is about zolu #but also my ocs and me from real life #5927 #also. #web weaving #normal dynamics

[furiouscrusadeavenue]

Boy in Vietnam saving himself and his puppy from a flood.

#real life post #photography #doggy love

[shinseifer]

"average cat owner spends 3 years in prison" factoid actualy just statistical error. average owner spends 0 years in prison. Miette's mother, who kicked her body like the football and went to jail for One Thousand Years is an outlier adn should not have been counted

#miette #spiders georg #tumblrstuff #meme #1k #One Thousand Notes #oh! oh! #I swear I can math in real life #10k #tumblr is insane #is this post making the miette tag trend #20k #I know there are more than 333 cat owners #It was a small sample size #40k #50k #75k #100k

[kvothes]

poetry and musical theater get similar accusations leveled at them in terms of not being realistic, i.e. “no one fucking talks like that” or “people don’t randomly burst into song in real life” and sometimes i just want to take people by the shoulders and say. there are forms of art that are not aiming for perfect realism. are you capable of handling that

#‘i actually do sing in real life—‘ not the point of this post. thanks. #can you engage with art for what it is trying to do. and not what you think it SHOULD do. #mine

[liquidstar]

Yes, Greece still exists, we didn't all die 2000 years ago. Yes, people speak Greek. You people are so fucking stupid for real. So many of you claim to love ancient shit but can't even acknowledge the actual living culture of the people whose mythology and classics you romanticize. You keep leaving annoying comments about how you just forget Greek people still exist, thinking you're being quirky because you love ancient stuff soooo much that you forgot about the people it came from. You think about it so little you don't even realize that an actual Greek person has to read this shit, making it clear how little you actually care about the culture beyond the romanticized (and westernized) mythology. Don't claim you love Greece, don't use our mythology anymore if you can't acknowledge that we're still around without making it about how little you think about us. It's mind boggling that you'd think a Greek person would read this and think you're anything but obnoxious. Explode.

#this post is edited because you're all annoying. maybe I'll turn it back someday #it sucks that people can't even be normal about a funny family story once the fact that we're greek comes into the fold #suddenly its all about blorbofied mythology shit and idiots saying ''GREECE IS REAL???? 🤯🤯🤯🤯'' yeah percy j*ckson didnt make it up #maybe it would be less annoying if they weren't all saying it like I'd think it's funny that they don't know we exist instead of like #disturbing on a personal level. like what the fuck #man if you can't acknowledge we exist in real life just name your oc Icarus something else idgaf #so yeah explode. Skase. Voulos'to. Valto mesa sto katamalakismeno mouni tis mana's sou. Psophise. etc.

[i-just-like-commenting]

today i learned

that Dracula Daily was started by a guy in Lawrence (half an hour’s drive from me) and he’s giving a talk there about it on the 20th

#dracula daily #real life post #it's a week night but i'm tempted to attend

[enbyandyy]

you go girl they're here for the vibes

#real life #hermit gifs #mostly #trafficblr #grian #goodtimeswithscar #impulsesv #skizzleman #solidarity gaming #geminitay #inthelittlewood #pearlescentmoon #bigb #my small posts #no id