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i should get a special treat whenever i successfully “i have food at home” myself. a treat like a special snack i do not have at home.

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Calvin's parents decide to take a Hawai'ian vacation. They're not sure how much of it their son will tolerate but they would like to do at least a few things that involve sandy beaches and scenic cycling routes. They are therefore pleased when Calvin seems to make friends with a local girl about his own age and the two of them run off to play

Now, from Calvin's point of view what has happened is that he spotted actual aliens, and starts trying to bring this to the attention if the adults. But the tourists are like, "that's nice, go shoot 'em with your water gun, have a good time," and the locals are like, "yeah, they're an older couple who decided to retire here. Happens all the time." Eventually, it becomes clear that Spaceman Spiff is going to have to handle it himself.

From Lilo's point of view, Jumba and Pleakley are her gay uncles, do you mind? Calvin does mind, and so the two of them spend the rest of the afternoon terrorizing Kaua'i in the effort to destroy one another while the aliens alternate between bailing them out of trouble and attempting to escape.

Hobbes and Stitch, meanwhile, are calmly playing checkers and drinking non-alcoholic margaritas.

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Dude, I just realized, in Pokemon, they probably use Phantump sightings to local searches for missing people. But it’s like a double edge sword, because you know you’re looking for a body at that point.

Like imagine officer jenny having to report to the family “… I’m sorry… but there’s been a Phantump reported in the area.”

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You're not immune to being the bully btw. You're not immune to being in the wrong

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You have to take care of your own heart. You were not meant to carry the pain of the entire world. Do what you can for others, because you owe it to them, but be realistic with what you can achieve. If you’re already going to protests, donating money, working for liberation, holding power to account, taking care of the worst affected - then breathe. Take a step back and stop doomscrolling or endlessly refreshing your news app. Go for a walk in the woods. Eat your favourite chocolate. Watch a film with a loved one. Sleep. I promise you all the agony and cruelty and suffering will still be there when you get back. But maybe you’ll have a little more strength to fight them if you’ve remembered to keep tending the fires of joy inside you. You save no-one by letting them go out.

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Just a general reminder to anyone working in a “caregiving” or adjacent field.

Second Hand Trauma is real, and you deserve to take care of yourself

It’s not just doctors, first responders, or social workers - although the amount of trauma they receive on a regular basis definitely needs to be acknowledged and given protection from.

Office workers of any medical field where you regularly need to read and sort horrifying details that is someone’s reality.

Custodial staff, doing their best to keep the living environments hopeful despite the despair around them.

Childcare and school teachers who pick up hints of unsafe family environments, but are powerless to get more than the children and parents can or are willing to disclose.

If knowing other people are experiencing trauma is an inevitable part of your daily job, it takes it’s toll on your.

Compassion fatigue and burn out are almost guaranteed if you don’t mindfully acknowledge and address how witnessing the effects of trauma impacts you.

Don’t berate yourself for feeling bad when “it’s not happening to you.”

Because it’s beautiful that you care, that you have this empathy and sympathy.

But it has a cost, and you need to care for yourself in order to keep caring for those suffering around you.

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Rainy day in moominvalley🌧

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this recovery shit is easy. unrelated but I feel like I'm possessed by demons who will orchestrate my downfall lest I keep them at bay with my every conscious moment.

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🎉 (for the jewish ask thing!)

Favorite Chag (holiday)

This is an interesting question for me, especially in the current political climate. There are a lot of things I like about a lot of holidays, including the honey apple cake I make every year for Rosh Hashanah (even though it is a huge pain in the ass because it takes FOREVER).

But I think I'm actually going to say Hannukah.

Hear me out.

As a Jewish person, I spent YEARS reminding people that Christmas is not the only holiday that happens in winter, but also that Hannukah is not "Jewish Christmas". All of us are so used to the whole song and dance.

"no, it's not 'Jewish Christmas'. Just because it's in the winter doesn't mean it's the same holiday. It's not one of the High Holidays. It's not even that important."

A few years ago, when the "War on Christmas" fuckery was really ramping up, there was a popular tweet that made the rounds on Jwitter that said, "we're just saying, you don't hear us complaining about the War On Hannukah, and there actually WAS one."

Which is true. Hannukah is one of the 50% of our holidays that falls into the category: They tried to kill us, it didn't work, let's eat about it.

And the foods are incredible. Latkes, doughnuts, sufganiyot, basically anything fried and/or sweet or made with some type of oil? It's a Hannukah food.

But more than that, Hannukah is about community. It's about a light in the darkness (literally and figuratively, the candle and our people), one we were told would not survive.

Our hopes, dreams, traditions, our culture. From all directions, the message was clear: you will be snuffed out.

Hannukah is about us coming together and deciding that it may seem like a lost cause, but we will still fight for it. Because that light and our strength is fucking worth it. Because we cannot live with ourselves if we do anything less.

And because we fought, because we believed, and gave it everything we had, we did not lose. Our light kept shining.

True, it's not a High Holiday.

But I'm tired of saying that it's not a big deal, especially in view of the darkness that lies ahead. Sharing community, sharing light, and refusing to give up- no matter how deep the darkness or numerous the enemy- is so fucking important right now.

So, may your candles burn bright, and may the festival bring blessings upon you and yours. 💚

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I actually can't stop thinking about how the losing party last election dressed like vikings and tried to break into the white house and the losing party this election are sharing suicide prevention hotlines

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if you're waking up like me thinking "where do we even go from here?"

you:

build community & involve yourself locally

learn self sustainability skills

choose kindness

protect others & yourself

join or build a mutual aid group and/or network

find time for small joys (the arts, cooking a meal you love, spending time with loved ones, etc.)

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hope is a skill