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feralchaton · 2 years ago
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There are the years that make us. I have been healing for the better part of a decade. It is at the point where I can talk about my story but don't feel the need to. However I do feel the want to get some things out and it will probably be messy and uncomfortable for a while, but that's how things often are.
The memories don't tear at the wounds anymore. Gentle tugs maybe, burns a little, and that may always be the case, but with high tolerance it is bearable. I am also not alone in my journey, although it often feels that way. When I post of love, deep understanding relationships, D/s...these aren't fantasies or hopes, it's often sentiment that mirrors what I, we, have. Things I believe, embody, share, keep learning, and live, daily.
I do yearn for friendships, genuine connections, a tribe (I have secluded myself for a long time, necessary but...) as I am open to it now, perhaps that hope will fill in, in time, baby steps and I feel beyond fortunate for some that I've met here. You have no idea what kindness and presence can mean to someone, even if it's just seeing a familiar avatar/notification.
Are relationships work? Um...
Are relationships technically every single interpersonal dealing and exchange not just those we deem honored by our presence? Yes. Why isn't that considered work? Isn't everything worth having and doing technically "work" anyway? Why do we call it work as opposed to effort, which is all it is? With parenting, friendships, family, co-workers, strangers you meet (or don't)...There is no clocking in and out, no breaks, no vacation or sick pay maybe because it's not a fucking job!
Labors of love, effort, with no clear reward or condition. Love. There may be one word for something that encompasses a few hundred thousand different emotions/feelings/circumstances/reasons/excuses/truths (love doesn't lie) so maybe we can chill with limiting parameters based in nothing but fear and the unknown.
Besides, the relationship with others isn't the difficult stuff, it's the relationship with ourselves that may actually be work but that also has nothing to do with anyone or anything else. Being honest, communicating earnestly, kindly, truthfully, openly and being and embodying that which we yearn and hope for. Sounds so much easier than it is.
My husband, partner as I prefer to say, and I hold ourselves and each other to this. 16 years together, half of that time considered to be a D/s relationship (no it didn't start out that way!) I took over a position he was holding and our professional nature, plus a very sweet and innocent misheard moment, solidified the actual love at first sight. We fought to be together. Yes, these things do happen. Often. People often try to ruin beautiful things so I don't feel the need to broadcast. We had established and enacted what works for us and revisit, discuss, and evolve as needed or wanted. Every single day we show up for, and with, each other in whatever capacity that means. It is far from always being sunbeams and rainbow unicorn farts but, no matter what, we have each other.
Be present, be aware, be open and keep moving forward. Allow yourself the grace to stumble, fall, maybe even take some extra time getting up, but hiding behind insecurities and masks to remain comfortable isn't going to do it.
Find comfort in your discomfort and forge ahead. It's worth it, all of it, every single part of it and if you don't know that, just wait, you will.
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judeharoldvich · 1 year ago
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non usamericans going to university DO NOT listen to american advice about what to bring to uni they're telling people to buy 65 dollar water filter pitchers and compostable disposable plates instead of dishware we are not the target audience
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eruditetyro · 4 months ago
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good morning let’s hear it for Mildly Cool Outside a round of applause for Mildly Cool Outside
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astral-herald · 29 days ago
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jayce enduring a symbolic rendition of viktor's trauma is so painful and so, so clever.
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being stricken down and immobilized through sheer accident or, in viktor's case, a cruelly random quirk that caused his disability.
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then physically dragging himself from the lowest level of zaun to piltover, much like how viktor spent his youth reaching toward the promise piltover offered, but only if he could "pull himself up by the boot straps" and get there on his own. socioeconomic forces working against him be damned.
i appreciate arcane reminding us of viktor's origins - the reason he is so called to help people and, eventually, save himself - and putting jayce through the ringer - the contrast between he and viktor's lived experiences is front and center throughout season 1. the writers send jayce, and the audience, on a grueling journey to contemplate those experiences and how they've manifested in these intertwined characters.
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theconcealedweapon · 4 months ago
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reactionimagesdaily · 2 months ago
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furiouskettle · 4 months ago
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the gravity falls revival we deserve
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winged-fool · 9 months ago
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perrieedwards · 5 months ago
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i feel like people are skimming over the uk riots in a way that makes me want to tear my hair out. muslims in the uk are in active danger. immigrants in the uk are in active danger. refugees in the uk are in active danger. people of colour in the uk are in active danger. asian communities in the uk are in active danger. black communities in the uk are in active danger.
there are massive far right riots throughout the country right now and people like fucking elon musk and nigel farage are inciting it and still have a platform to speak. people have used three young girls deaths, people's genuine grief in southport, to try and gain traction for their own racist bullshit and it's working.
a lot of refugee charities have been forced to close leaving many people without support, homes, funding, food, etc. if you aren't able to donate please consider sending a message via the conversation over borders campaign! it will send a hopeful, welcoming letter to a refugee in the uk. there is also a guide to staying safe here.
please do your own research and donate to refugee charities, anti-islamophobia charities, mosques who are trying to rebuild after being destroyed, counter protesters, here are some i've heard positive things about but the list is extensive; southport strong together (support for the southport victims and their families), southport mosque rebuilding, riot repair fund, middlesbrough vulnerable residents, nasir mosque rebuilding, hull help for refugees, bristol welcomes migrants,
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braveheartinthedark · 10 months ago
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Something which I've heard a lot, as an Indian, is the preaching of Gandhian ideals. The whole concept of non violent striking being how India got freed from colonial rule and so on. I see the shit that's spewed and I raise you a counterpoint, what about all those freedom fighters that have oh-so-conveniently been left out of our textbooks? What about Bhagat Singh, the 23-year-old freedom fighter who bombed the legislative assembly to make his point ? What about the non stop efforts on the part of all those 'revolutionaries' who gave up their lives for our freedom? Going back even further, what about the Attingal Outbreak in the 1720s, which we most likely have never even heard of (thank you, fucked up education system), the first organized revolt against British authority in India, in which the locals of Anjuthengu surrounded and seized the Anjengo Fort (anglicized ass names, I swear), murdering over a 100 East India Company soldiers? Do our wars and the blood we spilled for our freedom, our liberty, truly mean that little to you?
"B-but Palestinians can get their freedom with peace not violence 🥺��" no. Screw your feelings. The armed resistance against colonizers and murderers is what will give Palestinians their freedom and what will eventually achieve real peace.
An enemy that bombs and uses white phosphorus against civilians doesn't know nor practice what your broken moral compass describes as "peace". Freedom was proven throughout history not to be achieved through kneeling and asking the oppressor to kindly stop. Freedom needs to be taken by force. Your little Utopian way of thinking doesn't work in the real world. Your feelings don't matter because you're not the one living under occupation. Your feelings don't matter because you're not one of the thousands of children who lost their limbs. You're not one of the children who became orphans due to this genocide. You're not the mother who lost her child to the carpet bombing. You're not the father carrying the remains of your child in plastic bags. You're not the newlywed woman who lost her husband. You're not the one at risk of either getting killed any second or losing your loved ones in the blink of an eye!
"Peace" is not really a thing you see during a live ethnic cleansing!
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stil-lindigo · 8 months ago
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lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)
if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.
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no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.
I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.
I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.
If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.
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izzywilde100 · 5 months ago
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I'm down for your favourite sex positions 🍆🍑💦💦👅
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jennrypan · 4 months ago
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Dick: You use to be so cute and tiny..
Jason: And you use to be cool. We both changed.
Dick: Wha-?! I'm still cool!!
Jason: Okay, 'officer Grayson'. Cops aren't cool.
Dick: THAT WAS A LONG TIME AGO
Jason: STILL FRESH IN MY MIND, PIG!
Dick: LET IT GO!
Jason: NO. YOU WERE THE ONE WHO SAID FUCK THE POLICE! THOSE WERE WORDS I LIVED BY!
Dick: OH MY GOD. YOURE THE ONLY ONE THAT STILL REMEMBERS THAT!
Tim, walking into the living room: I remember it.
Duke, from another room: I heard about it! You've lost 1000 aura man!
Cassandra, poking her head in: I've also heard about it.
Dick: EVERYONE SHUT UP.
Jason: Just like a cop to order people around like that, shameless.
Dick, groans: Fuuuuck-!
Dick: All of you are going to make me age like milk!
Damian, popping up behind him: Is it wrong to say it's too late for that?
Dick, practically shaking: Damian..I swear to God.
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kurgy · 9 months ago
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miku expo 2024 is the dashcon of vocaloid concerts. the projectors were replaced with LEDs and organizers told no one, still charged ppl for the projectors. someone stole the Miku canada cut out. vocaloid producers are really mad that attendees are mad that they got scammed because nothing comes before Product. the event banned glowsticks and upcharged the sale of their own, under the excuse that average glowsticks would interfere with the projectors, that the organizers knew they did not have. someone pissed on the floor. car crash outside the venue in san jose
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benjingle · 4 months ago
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Conjured this at 4am (it's 4am)
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