#Life Talk

[fimbry]

OMG THE SORE THROAT I'VE HAD FOR WEEKS IS PROBABLY ALLERGIES TOO

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Me for the last week or months I don't know. When I first moved to Houston 9 years ago I was insanely allergic to the AIR for an entire year. Now my body has decided the air is poison again. I went outside yesterday for 30 minutes after a rain and umm I guess the air is 99% pollen the way I reacted I don't know what to say. Benadryl is helping.

[being-addie]

Let's talk about friendships.

Company matters. If your friends are out smoking during work, bunking classes and partying, you will either

a) break under peer pressure and follow them

b) be miserable if that isn't the lifestyle you want

I want to say I've never been in that situation, but I was. This is why I can empathize with you, and tell you that you need to leave friendships like these ASAP.

My "friends" did not respect me. Because I let them. They would talk over me, make plans without me, leave me behind at gatherings, had absolutely NO boundaries. It took me a painful experience to wake the fuck up and leave them.

In my room, I cried. I screamed. I raged about how unfair all of this was. But the issue wasn't them it was me. I was the one who didn't set the boundaries. I was the one who let them disrespect me over and over. The moment you do not stand up for yourself, it's over. Its hunting season, and people will tear you to shreds.

It took me a while to heal, but when I did end up making new, better friends, I realised the vast difference between my friend groups. When I was with my old friends, I was constantly stressed, I had incomplete assignments, I would go out all the time, and I'll be honest I was really bitchy. With my new friends, my god how things changed. New study habits, healthier choices, laughter, love.

I didn't realise how long I hadn't been myself. The people who you surround yourself with have a huge effect on you and your life. And trust me when I say if you feel the need to hide parts of yourself and fake shit to be around them, you will NEVER be happy around them. True friendship flourishes around authenticity and confidence.

Company matters. Know who your real friends are.

[dominimoonbeam]

My partner and I have fundamental differences...

He always wants to skip the intro but the intros make me happy.

I rue the day that skip button was invented!

[doctorho]

good evening gays and girlies and gremlins of all kinds how are we doing???? i've been talking to a new guy for a few weeks and i just told him that i'm chronically ill, which is like, usually A Whole Thing and sometimes makes people run because dating a Chronically Ill Bitch can be complicated and not everyone is up for that. ANYWAY he hasn't responded yet and i'm trying not to be nervous about it because we DO NOT sit around waiting for men to text us back in this house and if he can't deal with this then i got no reason to keep talking to him

but also he seems nice ya know. though i'm not sure if i just got ghosted in which case he is probably not that nice

ANYWAY you know who would NOT stand for skipping out on dating someone because of illnesses/disabilities?? our boi viktor, who isn't a coward. he would RIOT. because he knows that disabled/chronically ill people deserve the world and if someone doesn't agree it's THEIR loss. (he might not implement this knowledge on himself but hey)

i was going to write a whole fic about this but idk, we'll see. i might start baking instead. maybe i'll do both. we'll see where the anxious energy takes us.

you know. the whole "if he doesn't want all of you then he doesn't fucking deserve you" vibe, i can see it. viktor learning that someone didn't want the reader because of some health situation, and being FURIOUS about it, like how can they not see how perfect you are, are they blind???

not being able to keep his own feelings from slipping out???

being so mad about how the reader was treated that he's, like, seething??

yeah i'd be here for that

[buckleydiazmp4]

talking with mom about working after college and she's like. yeah you'll have to learn to be tolerant towards ppl who don't know how to do their job right. girl i'm gonna DIE

[alexissara]

My Asexual Adventure

It was Ace day a little while ago and I wanted to talk about my frankly complicated relationship with my own asexuality. As a trans woman early on people really expected me to want to have sex and when I was a teen for about one year I did want to have sex. However, when I Wasn't new in a relationship and my hormones started to regulate I never wanted to have sex beyond that point. However, I have wanted to want to have sex and do want to want to to this day. I'm not sex repulsed in that I think like sex is so cute and romantic when other people are doing it or it's in art especially when it's really smutty but it doesn't rose me into desiring the act. That desire to want to have sex though made me really struggle with putting a label on it because I don't enjoy sex. My fiancé, is amazing at sex, I just don't like having sex, it feels bad and wrong and every way I've tried it sex other then writing smut has always felt way more stressful then fun.

For the longest time I identified as demisexual because that desire to desire sex, I wanted to want to have sex with my many girlfriends and my Fiancé but honestly, i'd rather cuddle and play games. I haven't had sex in years and I am glad to not be having sex and I think in the years of not having sex, I realized, even after seeing a long distance ex GF of mine while we were still dating, I wasn't lamenting the fact we couldn't have sex, I was glad we weren't spending time having sex and could be kinky maybe if we felt like it but otherwise just watch anime and cuddle or talk about things or play games or enjoy a good meal.

So now I identify as just an Asexual Lesbian. I don't like sex and I am happy about that. However, a part of me would still love it if I was allosexual and could please my partners in the way they would enjoy. Other asexual people can have sex without it being much of a thing for them but for me it's too stressful and I have so sensitive to sensations and stuff that honestly even as an act of service I don't want to do it. Like I want to want to do it, I Would love if I even liked if not loved it.

This internalized problem I have with being asexual despite being out and proud for years still happens and I think it's important to like understand that is also okay. Like for me I know it's because I have anxiety and I am a people please and the desire to do things to people really comes from a wish to make them happy and I do that in different ways. It's also a net win for polyamory, they can go have sex with as many or little people as they want, I don't care. I mean I care in so much that I want to support them and be like "Congrats on the sex" but it doesn't bother me if their having sex with other people. If your still working on finding your space in asexuality or still wonder about your identity, your still valid, you still matter and your asexual enough. There is nothing wrong with us being asexual even if we might sometimes worry there is. Let's be ourselves and do whatever the hell we want with out own bodies.

[shezatoon]

today a patron asked a coworker why I was wearing a mask (unfortunately I’m the only one at work who does) and not even two minutes later he let out the grossest cough, went to the bathroom, sounded like he was hacking up a lung for five minutes straight, then left the bathroom smelling like cigarette smoke

like bro…you’re the reason…

[theflourishingmind]

Allowing my mind to flourish...

In order to continue the journey of healing that I am on, I must take the path of sharing my thoughts. I feel as if I have a lot to say that many other people can relate to. I want to write about what keeps me up at night in order to both clear my head and build a community. This community is one that will send positive energy into the world. One that is motivated to improve selves and ask the questions that we don't want to hear the answers to. Please come with me on this journey to find the best versions of ourselves, and making it easier by finding people that also want to plant the seeds of a better future and provide nutrients to the brain so it can flourish.

[fimbry]

We are alive but it frickin HOT

Haven't had power in days after a mere cat 1 hurricane. Unbelievable. We have a generator running the important stuff but yeah. Hot. HOT.

[messythings-blog]

Un cours de 3h30 sur le rayon tourisme en librairie c’est TROP LONG ! 😭😭😭😭

[shadowknightskye]

ah, the benefit of tumblr: I can talk about an odd occurrence that's incredlbly specific but nobody will pay attention

Anyways,

So I am an incredibly boring looking person, Brown haired white girl, so in theory I am just a face in the crowd, love that,

Except,

Everyday, I go to school in a signaturely colored winter bunny hat. Why? Its cold af! But it is fucking purple and a novelty item most people only wear once. Nobody else wears that!

So I mind my own dang business, going to school in my hat and a mask, completely unrecognizable as myself until

"oh hey! Good morning Bunny hat girl! "

and in that moment of being nicely shouted at across the walkway, I felt my soul leave my body.

everyday I make a choice, and it's the wrong choice.

[ask-the-cosmic-duo]

Sudden mod post!

//Okay, blog-related things first. The reason why there's never any art on the posts here is because I can't, don't, and probably won't draw, and I don't want to make someone else draw for me. I simply don't have the patience to do it myself, nor the money to pay someone else. That's why it's all in text. On the bright side, I was told last night that I'm actually pretty good at writing, which I've previously never even considered, so... that's nice? I guess it makes sense when you've done so many RPs over the years like I have, though I haven't actually gotten detailed until recently. Heck, I'm still not super detailed now! But after that compliment, I'm seriously considering kicking it up a notch. Maybe I'll even write fanfics if I ever have the time and inspiration. I guarantee it'll be a crossover fic, since that's kinda my thing these days; just smashing stuff together, usually my favorite stuff.

//Okay, other things. Uh... I'm finally gonna be giving my family gifts this Christmas! It's my first year doing that, so I'm pretty damn excited. My parents know what they want, and me and my brother have figured out what we'll do for each other, as well. Also gonna be squeezing in a gift for my SO, by the way. We will be killing Glyphids for days! Oh, and I guess I have to say this now that I've alluded to the game (please tell me I'm using that word right)... Rock and Stone!

//And one last thing! I MIGHT have more people on the blog soon. At the very least, I'll have one extra person to help me make posts and such. I dunno how to share blogs, though, so he probably won't have direct access to the blog.

[thespianinthebackcorner]

So I have a disability. It doesn't look like one, but it is legally classified as one, and sometimes it damn well does its job to be one. Most of what it does is affect how my joints- especially in my hands- and how I move works.

I always had awful handwriting as a child. But at least it was readable. But once they forced us to learn cursive (or running writing as they let us nickname it), it got really, really bad. Like, genuinely unreadable to the point I'd get marked down on every assessment I had because it couldn't be read. But they didn't flag it as a medical issue and kept putting us through the learning process. They wanted us to use it as regular handwriting, I think, considering how much we did it and that we got our pen licences in the same year (and that running writing was apparently part of the licence test, but I didn't do it, so I wouldn't know. That wasn't because of the disability btw, I just wasn't there that day and they didn't let me do catch up.)

Still, it was atrocious. And because they were so persistent about it, I actually lost the ability to properly write with separated letters without it taking ages. Except it hurts for me to use running writing.

So due to that forced learning of cursive, I've been put in a locked stalemate within my entire school career from year three onward: use running writing, and put myself in pain after two sentences plus it's unreadable, or use separated letters, which is less painful and readable, but takes an hour to write a single paragraph. Oh, and separated letters also puts me in pain after a little while. There's no way out of that. And it's some hellish shit, it doesn't go away for ages.

I started that in year three, when I was about eight. I only got diagnosed with the disability, it only got flagged as an issue, in year TEN. When I was SIXTEEN. And the only reason my high school asked us to look into it was because I was starting exams that year.

Eventually, they let me have a laptop for taking notes and tests. It hurts a lot less. But it's still a problem, and it hasn't gotten any better- I'm still told when I do need to use physical handwriting that it's atrocious. (They're correct. It is. I can hardly read it myself. Honestly a year one could probably do better than my fuckin cursive /j). But still. The fact that it took me up to exam territory for the school to stop downgrading me for something I couldn't control and actually raise questions about it- not great, I know. And that was all a consequence of being forced to use cursive from year three on. Possibly year two, I don't remember exactly when we did it because we used it so much.

So yeah. TLDR, learning cursive in primary school put me in immense physical pain through my entire school career that still hasn't stopped. It can go die.

Reblog this if you had to learn cursive writing as a child

If you were ever told or were made to learn cursive writing when you were in grade school. I wanna see how many of you suffered like I did.

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[needtotalkilllisten]

[wasabi-gumdrop]

local ladies man’s signature move totally useless against autistic monster enthusiast. more on Kabru’s fumble era at 6