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If people don't like games with rules or that require reading that's totally fair, but then why play DnD, a game with literal textbooks? I don't get it! If they want DnD with no rules, that's just RP! Why not just join an RP server instead? Or read a book or play a video game? Why play a cooperative game if they're not interested in cooperating? Having a player like that in a game can seriously drain the rest of the table, and I don't think that's equitable. To clarify: I don't mean people who need accommodation or can't get up to speed for some reason (just communicate about that and it's a-ok imo!), I mean people who don't even want to learn and expect everyone else to do the work for them.
DnD is kind of like piano: you technically don't need to know anything about it to 'play' it, but you have to put in some practice and effort to play well. No one's saying you have to be a pro, but if you put zero effort into learning or practicing, it's not fair to then show up the day of the concert and expect the conductor or the violin player to do all the work to teach you on the spot. And no matter how good the rest of the orchestra is, you pecking random notes due to willful ignorance WILL ruin what the cello, the clarinet, and others are trying to play. If you think it's fine to ruin the concert for everyone purely because you don't want to put in any effort, that's just not cool.
In DnD, when you won't at least attempt to learn the basic rules, you dump a lot of extra work on the DM--who already has the most work behind the scenes, even at experienced tables--and you also trip up and/or add labor for the other players at the table. For example, imagine your party encounters a dangerous monster and the player right before you puts it to Sleep. Great! That player succeeded on a cool spell and the whole party is now safe for a bit. But then on your turn you attack the monster, which ends the spell and it wakes up. Not great. You've completely wasted that player's spell (which is not fun for that player) and you've put your whole group into danger again, because you didn't know that some spells (like Sleep) end when the target takes damage.
And don't get me wrong: mistakes like these will happen to even the most well-meaning new players and that's ok! I don't think experienced players should get mad (nor should new players feel bad) about honest newbie mistakes! It's also great when DMs give new players the option of 'that will [consequence], do you still want to do it?' to help avoid making honest mistakes like that.
But if you're still stepping on your fellow players like this for years purely because you refuse to learn any rules or put in any effort, that's just selfish imo. If you're holding up combat at level 10 because you never bothered to learn the spell you got at level 2, or if you won't let the rogue pick locks because you don't know about classes (or because you just want to do everything yourself), etc. that's not cool. Sorry but if you think it's fair that everyone else in your group has a worse time and should have to put in extra effort just so you don't have to put in any effort, you're selfish! And selfish people probably aren't going to fit in well at a cooperative game like DnD. It's not cool to demand work from others that you refuse to do yourself.
And again, no one is a pro on day one and that's fine! But thinking your time or your fun is more important than everyone else's combined isn't. That's so entitled.
For any new players, here are some resources and tips to get you up to speed!
Learn about characters' classes! Knowing what your character is best at/built for will help avoid 'Main Character Syndrome' (where a player ends up hogging the spotlight). Knowing a bit about your fellow players' classes helps make space for cool character moments for them (ex: asking the Wizard to Identify a magic item you picked up). It's easier to know which tool is right for the job if you're more familiar with the tools! Here's a 6 minute video that briefly explains the most common classes!
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If you want a super-fast, very humorous overview of each class, you can watch the much-loved A Crap Guide To DnD series:
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Here's a playlist that goes into more depth about each class. These videos include the role the class usually plays within a party dynamic (ex: your Bard or Sorcerer might be the party 'Face' because of their charisma, your Barbarian is the Tank in battle, etc.).
Within each class, there's also a subclass (if class is a food, subclass is a flavor). There are tonssss of subclasses, so if your subclass isn't covered in the playlist above, definitely look for YouTube or TikTok videos on your specific subclass!
Look up some good and bad player habits! This will help avoid common mistakes, and help you be respectful of your DM and fellow players. Here's a selection of those tips:
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Try to learn about the game norms and game rules/mechanics in general! It's totally understandable to not know everything (even pro DMs have to look stuff up), and you'll learn more as you get more experienced, but the more you know the less your DM and fellow players will have to do for you. Knowing more about the rules will also help keep combat moving, keep you from accidentally breaking something another player is doing, etc. Here's Handbooker Helper, a set of short animated vids aimed at teaching new players some basics.
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The Ability Checks one is particularly handy since skills vs skill checks vs saving throws vs proficiencies can be confusing!
Here are some other videos with some beginner tips, basic rules, and common game mechanic mistakes.
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I think an important part of the "D&D is easy to learn" argument is that a lot of those people don't actually know how to play D&D. They know they need to roll a d20 and add some numbers and sometimes they need to roll another type of die for damage. A part of it is the culture of basically fucking around and letting the GM sort it out. Players don't actually feel the need to learn the rules.
Now I don't think the above actually counts as knowing the rules. D&D is a relatively crunchy game that actually rewards system mastery and actually learning how to play D&D well, as in to make mechanically informed tactical decisions and utilizing the mechanics to your advantage, is actually a skill that needs to be learned and cultivated. None of that is to say that you need to be a perfectly tuned CharOp machine to know how to play D&D. But to actually start to make the sorts of decisions D&D as a game rewards you kind of need to know the rules.
And like, a lot of people don't seem to know the rules. They know how to play D&D in the most abstract sense of knowing that they need to say things and sometimes the person scowling at them from behind the screen will ask them to roll a die. But that's hardly engaging with the mechanics of the game, like the actual game part.
And to paraphrase @prokopetz this also contributes to the impression that other games are hard to learn: because a lot of other games don't have the same culture of play of D&D so like instead of letting new players coast by with a shallow understanding of the rules and letting the GM do all the work, they ask players to start making mechanically informed decisions right away. Sure, it can suck for onboarding, but learning from your mistakes can often be a great way to learn.
#dnd#it's just not that hard#i taught myself when i started out#i watched a bunch of how to videos online#also DMs put in SO MUCH WORK behind the scenes idk how people feel comfy just disrespecting that#like if you don't like rules games that's totally valid but then maybe don't play Rules: The Game??#some people really want to put in nothing but expect everyone to give them everything#and i hope those people have the day they deserve lol
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*posts this and runs away. i trip and fall into an open manhole, dying instantly*
#incoherent noises etc etc gotta say the line: Theyre In My Brain#fuck dude they sure are!!! they sure are.#oh my god when did it become seven. i forgot to sleep again. gonna make a breakfast taco instead#but yeah uhhhhh come get some laughingstock crumbs#pspspsps cmon take the morsel#tumblr is pigeons to me <3#scribble salad#welcome home#laughingstock#yassified howdy <3#can yall tell i never practice drawing kissing. like never. ever. lmfao#its never been part of my skillset but by Fuck i might buckle down and add it#ive just never had to learn!!!#for my entire life ive drawn primarily dragons - i actively avoided people!#and dragons dont have the facial anatomy to kiss 'traditionally'#so i simply never practiced or even attempted#i only started seriously drawing people a couple years ago#and scribbling characters making out is very far from my top priorities in Learning#even though i taught myself how to draw. hm. other things. somewhat.#my priorities are a mystery even to myself#Anyway anyway im tired and rambling and that taco is calling to me like the sweetest siren#and babey im ready to Drown#agh no wait im not done yet#puppets are honestly really difficult in this aspect#like??? their faces are so flat??? their noses are Strange? how push together????#dont get me started on the intricacies of perspective and im not sure how to tilt their heads properly yet#so for now Cringe!!! Cringe Alert!!!! Cringe on Main!!!!#sometimes i need to remind myself that it doesnt matter if i dislike pretty much everything i scribble. someone will dig it.
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Lol. I rarely check Facebook comments and just found out some guy has been doing some serious trolling under one of my posts (the words 'I want you to suffer' may have been typed), including getting increasingly pissed about how I wasn't responding to said trolling. Also, somebody has been reporting all my current Instagram posts for stuff, which is fine as I wasn't breaking any rules and the content moderators agree, but now I'm wondering whether this is connected. And then I'm wondering if this is an emotionally abusive ex-client having a meltdown. If so, I'm sorry dude, you've already thickened my skin. This can't shake me anymore. (also going semi-viral on Twitter. Best way of realizing people's behaviour is mostly about them and not about you)
#honestly this sort of stuff would have wrecked me when I was starting out#And working for that guy did do a number on me#but mostly I'm very sure now that I never want to be in a position where I cannot turn work down or walk away from a contract#but mostly it has taught me that being kind and understanding is fine but when I need to protect myself I need to protect myself#nevermind I have social media posts to schedule!
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nothing like a 12 am spiral over religious trauma lol
#over the past year i've been struggling a lot with my beliefs and how i was raised#i am still part of the church and i want to pull away from it so badly#but i am not in a safe place to do that at the moment#so i am stuck in this vicious cycle#and at times i feel very trapped#and i'm not quite sure what to do or how to get myself out of it#it's really hard when it's all you've ever known#and you feel like a heretic and like you're sinning for questioning god and his existence#there are just things i cannot reconcile#and it's especially difficult when you've always been the 'good girl' and you know it would rock everyone's world if you came out and said#you didn't believe what you've been taught your whole life#don't even get me started on if i ever came out as queer to anyone in my life lmao#anyway ignore me i'm just having a moment#tw religious trauma
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Spent all day cleaning like a motherFUCKER and I feel very proud of myself.
- dusted everywhere
- vacuumed the bedroom, living room, kitchen, and hall
- sorted and put away a shit ton of Random Stuff
- cleaned all the windows
- cleaned up the sofa
- put away all the shoes I need to sell in a box
- took out the recycling
- washed the dishes
- and what I'm most proud of: I climbed up on the extremely, unnervingly high and wobbly wooden construction that my former roommate built (so that she could have her bed up on a platform just below the ceiling, while the sofa and sofa table are directly below it), crawled across it while saying my prayers, and figured out how the curtain racks worked so I could carefully unscrew them and remove the giant ugly dusty curtains that I've been wanting to get rid of for years
The only bad part of the day was that I then tried to wash the huge dusty curtains and I used too much detergent out of enthusiasm and ebullience, so my washing machine overflowed 🙃
(not badly, but there was a lot of very hot dirty water to soak up, using all my towels, because I don't have a wet vac)
I'm nervous to try running the machine again, but I guess I have to... wish me luck please 😬
#cosmo gyres#personal#homemaking#i'm very proud of myself for how i handled the flood though#i saw water all over my bathroom floor and just started to laugh#then immediately cancelled the wash cycle and started problem-solving#i think it's going to be okay (unless my machine is legit busted)#this is one of those moments when it becomes starkly clear how few practical life skills my parents taught me#i have no idea if there's something you're supposed to do to maintain washing machines#do they have a filter that needs replacing like dishwashers do?#(i've never done anything about replacing my dishwasher filter either bc tbh i don't think it has one...#dishwashers tend to use salt here. instead of filters? no clue#i am really REMARKABLY ignorant about appliances and home care stuff#and i am pluckily trying to figure out all out on my own as i encounter issue after issue#but sometimes i do think a very 'handy' partner would... well... come in handy#in any case i may not have the knowledge but at least i have a calm and light-hearted attitude#when it comes to these sorts of problems. and that goes a long way)
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one thing i really deeply wish is that i'd had access as a kid to the plural community and information that are more easily available today, instead of my first experience with plural community which both took it seriously and was nonjudgmental having been 10's era tul/pa.info lmao
#moogletalks#in some ways it was a wonderful community; and it taught me a lot of really helpful things#and made me feel validated and hopeful that This is a Thing That You Can Continue to Be and Develop in an Adult Life#instead of feeling like there was a time limit for when plurality stopped being Childlike Imagination and started being Craziness(tm)#(lots to unpack there lol)#.....in other ways not only was there Some Real Fuckery going on in the community in general; on an interpersonal basis#but i cannot overstate how horrifically toxic and damaging some of the things it taught me about plurality were#and how when i entered the phase of young adulthood where i realized the approach it had demanded of me was unsustainable to my survival#instead of having other perspectives on hand to go 'hey yeah you're not torturing your parts to death out of laziness if they go dormant'#'and/or if you don't spend hours of extremely grueling intensive work at minimum into maintaining them every single day of your life'#'and that if they dissolve into nothing because you Didn't Pay Them Enough Attention and you try to recreate them it won't be the same one'#'and if they DO actually come back as themselves they'll be horribly broken and traumatized and probably hate you forever'#'who the fuck told you that. oh my god?'#all i had to go on was 'either you're plural or you live an actual functional life in the real world; and i can't not do the latter atp'#and the result was repressing myself in an incredibly traumatic way i have just never fully recovered from even now#the fun cherry on top was that later when i *did* try to ask (very kind and well-meaning) plural ppl from another mental health community#if anything i described sounded familiar to their own experiences; or ones they had heard from other people#their response was pretty much 'idk that doesn't sound plural to me; i'm sorry; it's something where if you have it you know :('#me crying my eyes out for days afterward: obviously this reaction is bc i want to appropriate plurality to feel special#and am throwing tantrums at having the bubble broken by Reality#anyway. it's been a lot and yeah i really wish i'd had literally any other affirming plural community as a kid lol#ableism cw#internalized ableism cw#pluralitag#traumatag#adventures in mental illness#disabilitag
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why did my teachers think it was okay to give us like one single weekend to finish all of our midterm projects and study for our tests.
#slight vent#i have 3 projects and 3 tests#i’m halfway through my lit/history project and halfway through my psych project#and maybe a quarter done with my programming project#which is fucking insane btw cause how tf am i supposed to code a whole video game in like 3 days on top of everything else 😭😭😭#and some things he hasn’t taught us and just thinks that we should just be able to figure out like HELLO???/?///#I DONT HAVE TIME TO TEACH MYSELF NEW CODE#ITS THE MIDTERM/FINAL FOR THE CLASS??????#and once the weekend starts i’ll have no one to trouble shoot my stuff and fix my bugs so literally i’ll be hopeless so 😭😭😭#my calc teacher JUST finished teaching us everything we need for the midterm TODAY. THE MIDTERM IS ON WEDNESDAY. BRO.#my physics teacher doesn’t let us copy down any of our idk test questions or take our old assessments home to study#*old#so we get to look em over for like 20 mins and hand em back. which doesn’t exact fucking help me when i’m studying for the midterm.#WITH NO STUDY GUIDE.#my teachers even said that this years midterms are worse than previous years cause they’re all in a row instead of split by a weekend#we’ve had 2 delayed openings and 1 early dismissal this week which means we have less time to work on our midterm projects in class 😭😭😭😭#i’m so overwhelmed i’m gonna explode#by the time i finish these projects i’m not gonna have anymore energy/time to study for my tests. WHICH IS THE HARD SHIT BTW.
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it is not slacking off to write or create it is not slacking off to do things that are fun i am not slacking off or procrastinating right now i'm allowed to do things i enjoy doing for fun including playing games and writing and such
#if i say it enough i will remember it's true#can you guess which aspect of capitalism i'm struggling with today?#it does not help my bones are somehow WORSE than yesterday even after all of the rest i took so that's Super Fun:tm:#so i've got that on in the back of my head#ugh#i... am putting off calling my grandma - i meant to do it last week but i got too in my head about it#and uno reversed myself into forgetting to do it at all until the Worst Times Possible#(generally around Normal Fuckin Meal Times)#i want to call to wish her a belated mother's day and check in re: grandpa but also...#also i don't want to have to do a phone call i don't want to talk to them about anything at all#they stress me out to talk to and it makes me super uncomfortable to be on the phone in general let alone with a Heavy Topic over our heads#like.... i'm comfortable with where i'm at acceptance-wise with Grandpa's whole situation#and i know i am late for a better relationship with the pair of them in general#like i'm not going to repair a relationship that wasn't built to collapse down to this point this is as far as it got built up to#i'm not building more relationship between me and someone who i know is passing soon when they didn't take the opportunity either#like they had just as much chance as me to improve our relationship after i became an adult and they chose to use my mother as#an intermediary which has stunted their connection to me and that's not my fault#i admittedly did not reach out but i was not taught i could safely do that to anyone#because my parents badmouth literally any person they know for one reason or another#i regularly fuck up in conversations with my grandparents because i'll say somethign that is a holdover from my understanding of them#through my parents and it's like. kind of really insulting! and i've been doing it my whole life and i know as soon as i get their reaction#and i can't recover because i don't actually know them at all#so i can't be like ''oh my god i know that's inaccurate i have no idea why i said that'' because i *don't* know until after i've done it#every goddamn time it happened the last time i got a call from them too#like... my bio fam/family of origin is just not good at keeping in touch and i know i'm a product of that#and i know theoretically how to adjust for it but it does require work on the other end of the line too#and unfortunately i know my bio family too well and know they won't do their part#i grew up in the group project everyone hates#and i'm on my way to deciding they can show up to the presentation day without me#i've started a new family project over here with blackjack and hookers
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Dad: your mom used to yell at me for never teaching you how to ride a bike or swim or drive or play lawn tennis
Me: well we made attempts at some of those things and for the others I was too busy trying not to drown in my own lungs
Dad: i guess
#when i attempted driving lessons in the early 2010s i was so chronically nonverbal i couldn't even bring myself to use the horn. mortifying.#he did take me out to drive Caffeine a few times and those are among the best sensory experiences I've ever had#i have a great lost love in my life and she is that car#the rest of it like. man. 'you never taught our kid(who would literally start to wheeze to death at 0.1 physical exertion) how to do Sports#are you serious. like I'm very aware my mother was not a rational woman and it got worse and worse over time. but god
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It helps me to think about caring for myself like I think about caring for a child.
Like, 'yes, I know you feel fine, but I think you've watched enough scary things before bed. Let's watch something nice now, okay?'
#original#it also helps because i am a queer autistic person with adhd who was raised catholic and#i was taught that the only way to be a truly good person was to sacrifice myself for others at all costs#and therefore seeking my own happiness was a sin. denial's the game. the more the holier.#I often think about how lent was all about honoring Jesus's sacrifice for us. but none of the things we ever gave up ever helped anyone#jesus was like hey it is a sin to allow people to go hungry and we were like 'give up pizza for a month got it'#🙄🙄🙄#I went to Catholic school and we would brag to each other about what we gave up#i think Lent is about as holy as weight loss#only holy in the eyes of a god who doesn't love me#so I don't care much for that one anymore.#anyway what I meant to say was one of the things that helps me break out of this mindset that was ingrained in me at a young age#is when I start sacrificing myself instinctively to please people I ask if I would allow this level of pain to happen to a child#if that doesn't work I ask if I would allow it to happen to a dog.#and the answer is almost always absolutely not. i would protect that animal.#and my next thought is don't I deserve to be treated at least as well as a dog??#i think yes.#i think i ought to be treated at least as well as I'd treat everyone else actually. and i am kind to others.#so why would i be my one exception?#these tags were brought to you by: i am setting boundaries with my family#bc i realized if they had treated my dog like this I'd have disowned them and not have felt guilty for it#i would also protect a child at all costs just to be clear#that is never in question it is just a matter of side stepping my trauma's excuses since it may go like#'oh you don't deserve as much as other people' but it is LESS likely to be able to convince me I should have less rights than a literal dog
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#thinking back on my high school and early college relationships#i don't think any of my boyfriends knew why they were in love with me 💭#i dont think i knew why i was in love with any of them either#my first boyfriend was nasty and a girl convinced me to date him and then i was devastated when he cheated on me#my second boyfriend was 2 years older than me and he was so obsessed with me and popped into my classes and flaunted me to all his friends#i thought he was an incredible person and how could i pass that up#but i was not really in love with him & lied to him and broke his heart#then in college his best friend started taking me out#and i was enamored but I couldn't think of specific reasons why#other than he was really cool and i could follow his lead#but i was shy & quiet & felt inferior inside#now i can only imagine he was so into me because i was fresh and young and moldable and had good taste in music#& i think i taught him that that's not really what he wanted#i just became really in love with him and I didn't realize how i has deserted myself#and how boring is that
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Im sooo happy im on physical therapy again
Toned legs and less pain here i come!
#a while ago i did a year of pt everyday and i looked goooood#its also helping me push past my usual limits and cope with pain#using my muscles distracts from the raging fire in my bones#an i miss working out soooo much#fun fact before being bedridden and house bound i was really athletic!#not so fun fact i completed a triathlon at 18 and it was a really great moment for me but it was too much for my body.#couple weeks after i got tendinitis in my right knee which started my crps#so id say that triathlon caused my crps#no regrets though! i loved doing it and i atill love my life now#and not to romanticize chronic pain#but it really taught me some valuable things because i was forced to look inward#when you literally cannot move you only have one thing to do#think#think for months on end#and when that happens a lotta shit is revealed#when you're abled bodied you have the privilege of distraction#beddridden people don't have that privilege#thus you live in the mind trying to take refuge from the body#and now i know deep truths about myself#anyways yay pt!
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god fucking damn my life, bro. I find a couple of ants in my room and immediately freak out. I start feeling shit crawling on me and turn on a flashlight to go look for some hidden source, already hyperventilating. And then I remember I woke up late and didn't take my morning meds. Girl, we have a balcony and my mom keeps plants there. Calm the fuck down. You like having the window open. It's FINE. It's just ants.
Last weekend I skipped my morning meds two days in a row cuz I woke up late and I feared sertraline insomnia - which, yes, in hindsight was a bad idea - and on Sunday I had a full meltdown. Granted, also period-related, but god fucking damn it. I tore my whole room apart. I couldn't vacuum under my bed easily because of my desk's placement so I decided I was going to move furniture around and reorganize my room. On a Sunday afternoon, in the summer and with tendonitis. All cuz I saw some ants and couldn't verify with my own two eyes every corner of the room. And because I couldn't physically move the wardrobe and bookcase, I guess I took out my anxiety with the remaining furniture. And god fucking damn it, here I am again a week later.
I keep finding ants (3) running on my desk all of a sudden while I'm SITTING THERE and have no idea ("no idea") where they're coming from (engage the phone flashlight routine). I moved this bitch AWAY from the window and they're fucking HUNTING me or smth (it's 35ºC out, girl). I hate my life. And I hate that any suggestion of bugs makes me start feeling shit on my skin that isn't there. Dumb fucking brain. Anyway I need sleep and to take my sertraline asap or else.
#i can't express to you how badly I was doing last week#my mom wasn't home when I was remodeling but I was fantasizing about screaming:#''take those plants out of my side of the veranda or i'll throw them OR myself off the balcony''#i'm not suicidal don't worry it would be for the drama of the ultimatum#and then I took my meds the next day and I was calmer lol#but this has happened before. i believe this entire formication / almost delusional parasitosis started cuz i'm allergic to mosquitoes#and as a kid who lived with 3 grown people and had no power over them to close their damn windows - I attracted all the bugs#and I couldn't sleep and I heard and felt them near me and it was a horrible time#still at 23 i can only either pass out from exhaustion or more often find and kill them before I can sleep#when I was 14 or smth our cat also got fleas and I spent the most paranoids nights of my life suffering cuz they got into my bed#last year I slept over at a friend's house for a night and brought back what must've been a SINGLE flea#I'm not kidding you when I say I quarantined my room and slept in the living room for over a month. i was panicking#(i've since started anxiety meds)#I legit feared we had bedbugs and was looking at every single outlet and corner of my bed#our cat recently caught fleas and I combed through him to pick them out every day. that experience actually calmed me down about them#but it's when you can't see them / where they're hiding that's the problem#(it also taught me to let my cat in my room and then fleas become his problem LMAO)#(cuz his long fur 24/7 is way better than my legs for 8h I've been told lol)#anyway point is I get freaky when I suspect bugs are hiding somewhere#and that they're gonna bite me and I'm going to get super itchy and not be able to sleep#i start feeling shit on my skin and yes i know that's not normal. and I have to look at it to convince my brain to ignore it#i get jumpscared by my HAIR falling on my arms girl. that's embarrassing#what i'm ANGRY about is that this is about ANTS. who want NOTHING to do with me and every to do with idk leaves and crumbs#and I KNOW they're from the veranda. but nooooo someone is dumb and skipped her meds and now she's withdrawing and freaking out. about ANTS#EMBARRASSING.#as i'm typing this i'm scratching at myself for what is most likely 1) nothing 2) my hair or 3) cat fur#i'd bring this up to my therapist but he abandoned me </3 like they all do </3 i'm gonna develop abandonment issues at this rate LMAO#so uh anyway imma finish what I was doing (lie) and go to sleep (eventually) and take my meds#and hopefully remember to mention the formication to a health professional at some point lol#i just needed to write this down as evidence of how i'm feeling rn so tomorrow I can read this and say ''wow that was silly'' mkay? kay
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Having a complicated relationship with your mum is so confusing. It's the knowledge that she taught me the best way to make gravy, how tie my shoes and how to make my bed. But she's also the one that made disparaging comments about my body growing up and is part of the reason I don't want to be a parent myself and why I moved across the country for uni. But she's still my mum and I still find myself wishing I could seek comfort from her when things get a little too hard but the mum I'm longing for doesn't really exist. And I see her in the colour of my eyes and in the way I grit my teeth when I'm angry. She taught me how to do my hair and how to cover up bruises. She's a part of me in all the good and the bad. And there's no way to say you hate someone that doesn't also acknowledge all the good because nothings as ever as black and white as that
#personal#+Extra#i dont know i was making gravy for dinner the way my mum taught me and it got me thinking about how i havent spoken to her in over a week#since she told me that my dad is threatening to kick me out again and i started thinking about the fact im currently at empty student#accommodation for the summer instead of back home like most people anf how part of me feels guilty for that and the other knows im doing#whats best for me and theres a reason i left people keep asking why im so far up north for uni if im from down south and i dont know how to#explain it they look at you a certain way when you say you dont get along with your parents like your an entitled brat that cant see that#theyre just doing whats best for you and theres no way to explain two decades of trauma to someone in a single conversation theres no way#to get them to understand that despite what my parents do and the fact i went as far as i could for uni theyre still my parents and i love#them even when i hate them for everything and although ill being carrying the scars of childhood trauma with me long after ive left them i#cant entirely blame even when i want to they made terrible choice that have shaped me for ever but theyre still people and ill always#resent them for the people they are and the fact they could do better but didnt for us and the fact they fall back into those people like#a bad habit when i spend to long at home in a way that makes feel like theres something wrong with me specifically will always sit with me#but for now im stood in my kitchen making sheppards pie thinking of the way my mum used to make it and the tension that used to hang over#the dining table while we ate and how now my parents dont even eat in the same room and im grateful my little siblings will never know#that side of our parents but it doesnt mean it doesnt hurt every time i see a reflection of my parents in myself and wish i could cut it out
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11 & 19 for the ask game ❤
ask game :)
11 has already been answered here
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19. "Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?":
Short answer:
From the time I could vaguely write I was writing "books" (or as much of a book a child that young can make)
I entered my first writing contest when I was 9 or 10 and I got 5th place in my school
A year later I started my first major wip that got me invested into writing as a hobby
A year after that I started another wip that most of my current wips are branches off of and also started posting bits and pieces on wattpad
When I was 14 I had my writing skills tested for early college admission and scored in the top 5 percent in my state (still very proud of this)
Entered and won a couple writing competitions besides that stopped writnig
Then a couple years later I started writing fanfiction
Currently pondering working towards actually publishing some books one day.
Long answer under the cut :)
I remember making "books" since I could write. Like I would staple paper together and I remember one specifically that had something to do with sea horses but i dont remember the plot.
My mom has boxes filled of these "books" with all of the words and even my name misspelled and poorly illustrated characters and stuff.
When I was in like 4th grade (9-10 years old) my teacher had an assignment to where we made up a story and applied whatever type of literary technique we were learning about that week to it. So like if we were learning about similes the assignment would be come up with 5 sentences that include similes that pertain to your story and include one or something like that. At the end of the year we were supposed to have 4-5 pages of this story. I think I finished with like 10-12 or something like that. She made me summarize it 💀
If I remember right I think that my story was about this set of twins where one was born with some type of super power that only the other twin knew about and the superpowered twin got kidnapped by some scientists that wanted to expirement on her and my story followed the other twin and this like 12 year old girl dedicating her teenagehood to finding the lost twin. I think I made it so the dad actually ended up hiring the kidnapper and the dad and kidnapper both got arrested. I want to find this again because I dont remember a lot about it.
That same year my teacher ended up having me enter a poetry contest and I think it was a tri-county thing. I didn;t like poetry (I still hate writing it, love reading it though) so I half assed it and I think I got within the top 5 (??) of my school. (just elementary school) so that was neat.
(This specific teacher was one of those really strict teachers that no one else liked but my little undiagnosed autistic self LOVED her because i always knew what to expect yk?? but is also the one who really got me into reading and writing and stuff and I dont think I'll ever not me extremely grateful for her)
The next year I started forming this one wip. Its definetly my longest and most elaborate and sentimental one because it opened so many different doors for me.
There was no plot but it pretty much followed this group of like 20 teenagers that had very different lives and were all really traumatized and during the "story" they're all like 15-18 trying to figure out how to move on from their childhoods and maintain healthy relationships with eachother and their individual support systems.
Some of them are neurodivergent and some of their stories are centered around that.
One of the characters name is Jack. Jack is bipolar and so is his mom and so because of his moms mental illnesses and stuff he was in and out of fostercare from like 5-13. Hes probably the 'main' character in this.
Hes also went deaf from a tmi from when he was like 9.
Then theres Allison who is autistic and she is your stereotypical 'gifted kid burnout' 'graduated at like 15' type of autistic. but this leads to a lot of issues with her and her main thing is kind of working through that.
Travis comes from a VERY religious (almost cultish) family and is develops schizophrenia at like 16 I think and he's also pansexual and his parents go through his phone and find some texts from his partner and kick him out so hes homeless and has to deal with that.
But like I said theres like 17 more of these characters and its very elaborate. It goes into the parents childhoods and deals with generational trauma and how mental illness can affect parenting.
The 'story' mostly follows Jack and Allison (theyre love interests) and everything is kind of through their pov and their relationships with the other characters and stuff.
But like 11 year old me started writing this out in composition books and between then and when I turned 15 ish and got a computer, I filled I think close to 30 composition books with this story.
But I started researching mental disorders and stuff for this story so I could make their stuff as realistic as possible and that kickstarted my spin on psychology, which led to me wanting to be a social worker which is my major. It also meant that I was really ahead in also my psyche classes. Im *technically* going into my 5th year of college and I started taking psyche classes my second year and I didnt start getting into stuff that I didn't know until the year that just ended so 11 year old me really knew what she was doing.
I remember making my mom buy me textbooks and those articles that are behind a paywall for birthdays and Christmas's
I'm getting off track
A year or two after that I started developing this other wip with kids with superpowers and there was a whole lot of worldbuilding and stuff to this one and its what got me into fantasy which is the main genre I write outside of fanfic. (my hecles wip is loosely based on this one)
(part of this one is on wattpad somewhere)
When I was 14 I took a test that determined whether or not I would be able to start college early and part of this test was writing skills. There was a fiction and a nonfiction portion and then they combined those two scores and averaged them out and my score was in the 95th percentile (top 5 percent) of everyone who takes the test (so on average like 17-19 year olds usually and then some outliers) so I see that as one of my biggest writing achievments.
(i scored shit on the math and reading comprehension portions though)
I stopped writing and stuff for like two years besides entering writing contests.
I've entered like 5 and won 2. One was tri-county and I got first place and the other one was a little bigger but it wasnt a state contest, I think it might have been regional but I got third place. I consider those both big accomplishments too.
And then when I was 17 I started writing fanfiction.
I think fanfiction is what actually got it in my head that maybe I could write an actual book one day. Like before I just saw it as like a hobby because I was scared of the commitment of writing a whole book but ive written almost 200,000 words of one of my fanfics and it wasn't that overwhelming and I think that usually a decent sized novel so why not give it a try?
Idk if that answered the question or if I got TOO off track but oh well :)
#you can tell when i start mildly bragging#im sorry im just proud of myself💀#I think I mentioned before that everytime I get really into writing its to cope with something.#so that like 11-15 era and then when I was 17 I had a lot going on and thats always when i started really getting back into it#i also consider getting involved in fandom (aside from just writing) something like a milestone to my writing timeline thing#because its the first time I had a community around it#and that I can talk to other people who are passionate about their wips and works and whatnot#and compare writing styles and stuff#i also really enjoy getting immediate feedback#also being able to read stuff by people who dont get paid for it and who dont have to worry about writing trends and stuff is really nice#i think its really neat how much of my life stems from writing#like idk how to explain how different my life would be if this wasnt my primary hobby.#me choosing my career directly stems from a story i made when i was 11#writing is also how i taught myself empathy#because i mention a lot that im a really low empathy autistic#and id always have trouble not being cold with people because i cant force myself to feel bad for them#so id make like side stories of my characters going through things people in my life went through#and if base what i say and do for them on what would help my chatacter#which i based on reading psyche textbooks#that sounds really weird now that im typing it out but oh well#im not saying im good at relationships but id be a lot worse at them if i didnt start writing#i liked this ask thank you anon <3#idk if i actually answered it though 💀#max thinks shes relevant#asks
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i'll read more from now on again
#🌙.rambles#so much to just think about n i'm lost in my own lil world#tmrrw gna have to face reality again bcs of school :c but. yk lately this year i think i've already developed lots#this past week has been especially formative.#i crave n yearn.. intimacy so much. i want to just be free like that. bcs i'm safe in my own self n. too much to say but#i think it's lonely. being out a lot today made me realize that. all these barriers in communication is so.. lonely#i want to read so much more for so many reasons but here with what i've already laid out the first reason i'll say is#i want to understand others better i want to even further expand my own thinking n just learn so much more#n then.. goddamn i want to write too. write so much so i could#it hurts. it hurts so much i feel like i know n think n feel more than i should n the wisdom is breaking me apart i don't know how to put it#into words. maybe that's why i've been afraid to start new things despite my insatiable curiosity n passion.#afraid of how it'll fill me with even more & i'm not sure how i'd manage. i feel as though i understand life differently than most..#most people around me at least. i see myself in musicians. artists. writers.#people who create once they've taken in much as well. people like me but.. it's been rather disturbing when i realize how most of them end#up like. n i wonder. i just wonder so much. n wish n dream that maybe i could end up differently.#i want so desperately to break out of the chains of reality of society of.. all those. idead that are taught to us n internalized ever since#we were born? i don't know how to write it and i don't think words could ever do it justice. but i want to truly be who i am at heart.#and yet being self-aware i suppose is confusing in such a bittersweet way. there's so much more that i do not know and cannot grasp#& then sometimes at the end of the day i just wonder n dream about if ever i would be more connected with reality. with this world.#regardless of how much one may put out to the world.. it'll never be understood or known in the same way as the one it originates from.#it's lonely. sad. but it makes what we can convey and relate with much more meaningful. n i'm so grateful for those things#n there's also just so much that relates to it n. yeah. is part of it like#the unconscious subconscious n conscious mind#for fuck's sake i want to learn so much it's overwhelming. psychoanalysis n neuroscience n#i want to learn more of others too. i want deep conversations. i want to read more books n listen to more music n just consume more n more#to learn more of the people who created them. everything around us is just so full of life n. it's so beautiful n so overwhelmingly painful.#my helplessness in doing more. i'm aware of why. n it just hurts. it hurts so much but i'm#glad at least that lately i've been more free. more myself. more self-aware n aware of the universe in general. n i look forward to#so much more. but.. yeah i still crave to be 'real' n part of this world in a more 'normal' way at times#i. have so much to write. but for now i'll return to reality with the this.. odd feeling in my chest. not enough too little too much. life
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