Jesus my mom was literally gloating yesterday about finding opportunities to make me work to make ends meet bc "we're not a family that gives support for free" meanwhile she's not even paying me minimum wage and she has given my sisters SO MUCH for free and I'm not saying they should get less but I would like some too maybe? I did give her a look I could not pretend to be civil about that.
Like what the fuck. Who deserves it if not me??? I was changing your youngest child's diapers when I was FOUR YEARS OLD and you used to brag to your friends about how responsible I was for doing that. They all wished they had a kid like me to help out!!! I deserve back pay honestly. Some of my mom colleagues were talking about how it makes sense that my mom isn't letting her grown daughter living with her help with the laundry since the kids always do it wrong, meanwhile I was doing the majority of the laundry in the house from the time I was 12, and I just had to laugh that shit off. Oh, I was getting yelled at for folding my dad's socks and underwear wrong, but I was doing the damn laundry.
I had to beg for money on tumblr to get money for doctors' appointments for the infection that fucking disabled me. For six fucking months, I repeatedly had to wait until I got enough money together AND could beg someone to give me a ride with that shit festering just because I was working and my parents didn't think it was fair to give me money when I??? Had a job too??? Yeah my student job where I was spending all my money buying food on campus because I didn't have the strength to cook for myself because I had a fever for months on end and was dissociating because of the level of pain I was in. I had professors stocking food and ordering food for events that they knew nobody would eat just so they could send it home with me because they could tell I was struggling. Oh, and the rest of my money was going to groceries my sister would eat with her eating disorder that my parents did nothing to treat. And tuition, since my scholarship and financial aid covered almost everything but I didn't get any help with what was left.
If my parents didn't have the money, I'd get it, but they fucking do. I almost wasn't ALLOWED to apply for FAFSA because they didn't want me seeing how much money they made and feeling betrayed that they put all their cash into big house instead of college fund.
Idk. I'm just angry because there is so much shit that I deal with where I can see exactly where it came from and how it could have been avoided. I could be healthy right now. I could be driving my Subaru around taking my kayak up to the late on the weekends in summer, cross country skiing in the fall, out and proud, maybe with a gorgeous partner, maybe not, but in another life I could have been so, so happy.
And I do okay for myself! And I love myself! And I am proud of where I've managed to get myself even when it feels impossible but what the FUCK
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The very concept of Typhoon is so great to me. Like imagine your favourite author holding an auction for charity where the winner would have their actual OC featured in the main series. I wish Tui did that again because I'd love to see the repercussions of her including some Rain/Night assassin OC or somebody's nuclear green SkyWing flamescales. I want to see what happens
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nosy anon again making a return because i think what my brain did was read that i helped find some kind of writing and then did not fully process what the writing was?? but upon rereading i am very intrigued if you ever get the urge to share i will be all eyes/ears/senses required to enjoy things!!
I GET TO DO WIP WEDNESDAYYYYYY!!! the writing exists mostly in the form of a tag (fantastic! 'verse) and also a thirty-two page doc of snippets and planning, so the sense you will be using most is imagination:
don't think i have ever actually formally written out anything about fantastic! 'verse but! the tl;dr of it is that it's a semi-college au: joel is still a hockey player for the lv phantoms, but morgan is a college student-athlete. it's incredibly relevant to the plot that joel falls in love with morgan in the check-out line of a wegman's, lies a little bit, and ends up going back to get his degree.
most of it is just good fun about college kids growing up, but i think there's a lot of parallels between making your way through a development system where traditional "success" isn't always guaranteed (ahl -> nhl, completion of higher education -> pursuit of a career) because that development system isn't always designed for you to "succeed" or have opportunities. heavy quotation marks around success because part of that struggle is learning what you want in life and how you define success. are your dreams achievable? are they still the same dreams you always used to have? it's infinite branching universes of would you still love me if i was a worm (ahl player forever) (a college dropout) (a college graduate) (older) (realizing the fallibility of your body) (uncertain of the future) (human).
silly little snippet:
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why do i see people talking bad about you? i don’t understand
baby, it's simblr. it's full of people scared shitless to say anything to your face while your name stays in their mouth for years on end. I got people i never even met or interacted with obsessed with me, cos I just got that much impact apparently. every so often I hear about this shit and ignore em like the insignificant flies they are, but they keep on trying for some reason. I even get people regularly in my inbox saying they came to check me out cos they saw some bitter weirdos drop my name, and they're staying cos they like my stuff lol. so I just consider it free advertisement 😂
don't pay it any mind, love. I sure don't. Ya see someone talking shit sneakily? keep in mind it says more about them than it does me. most of them are just mad I called them out on their shit eating ways (bigotry, scamming, etc) in the past, to the point where the hurt still lingers in em to this very day. that's why they never give a reason or actual proof for why they don't like me, it's always vague shit talk and lies. I don't get involved in all that anymore, just kinda focus on actual sims content now, cos I realized 70% of this community care more about who's friends with who than actual issues. So now I just keep doing my thing, protecting my peace, and being satisfied that it burns their lil asses up there's not a thing they can do to stop me.
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I think I understand now why I'm honest to Stars nervous every time I interact with online communities like the animation meme one, the furry one, etc.
It's for the exact reason why I'm terrified of talking to former classmates who entered nursing school.
A huge majority of the vocal minority never left behind their grade school bully mentality. I'm not kidding, throwing insults, or even calling anyone childish. This is as big of a problem as it is in nursing, and it takes lives in the exact same way. I'll explain.
Having had family who were in the medical field, I have heard utter horror stories about one side of nursing. Not even in a medical malpractice sense. But how some of them can have the sweetest, "empath" mask on when they are around you, but will smear your name behind your back at the very least, try to get you disciplined/fired (especially if you're a "rival" nurse/student) at unfortunately common worst.
Now, because I am a firm believer in nuance, I have to state that for as many malpracticing nurses there are, there are just as many nurses who put their patients before their ego always. I myself have had several nurse family members who didn't have even the slightest infraction to their records, and retired late despite how their patients AND fellow MPs yearned for them to stay.
But, it has to be said: It only takes one to kill. One word, one intentional slip-up, one accidental pill too many. The side of the accuser only need speak, while the side of the victim has to frantically fight for their right to the role- to the life- they worked so hard for.
Why? Well, because it's easier to destroy the perceived enemy than it is to build your own self up. Destroying the competition has been a tale as old as time, and it can ALWAYS be for the pettiest of reasons.
If you want more of your supervisor's attention for better odds at better pay, intimidate and belittle nurses of your standing or lower so they're demotivated, demoralized, and struggling in comparison.
Hell, if you just don't like another nurse, watch their every move, and rat on the few, harmless, honest mistakes they made!
Who cares how many patients die, either because of a growing lack of nurses, or because of straight up nurse-on-nurse sabotage!
Do you see where I'm going with this?
Do you see how people can put the grandstanding of their own ego above entire LIVES?
The near-homeless artist whose callout you are mindlessly reblogging, what of their life?
The kinky trans woman?
The genderqueer person with neopronouns and "conflicting" labels?
The literal teenager who doesn't- and CANNOT- know better because of their horrifically bigoted family? Not without external guidance, of which they can only have through the online, and are immediately shunned from?
You all want an easy answer.
There are none here.
There never will be.
The only answer is to practice media literacy, to wait until both sides have come out with their sides of the story, and to understand a very rarely spoken of Golden Rule:
If it isn't hurting anyone nor contributing to harm period, mind your own business.
Otherwise, if still hard pressed:
What do YOU get out of ending the life of someone as they know it?
If it's the same sense of satisfaction a cop would get, I don't know what to tell you.
All I know is that you cannot, AND SHOULD NOT, be doing their "job" for them.
And if you do, wipe that ACAB off of your bio.
We do not use the weapons of the oppressor on our own. ESPECIALLY on our youth.
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