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bluespring864 · 1 year ago
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Make the post you want to make, I’m curious now 👀
Okay, here we go. This is not my usual kind of post.
A little tip on how to deal with pain/chronic pain (not a cure in any way)
(not a rant against painkillers either, please take your medication when needed everyone)
So, for various reasons it might sometimes be unadvisable to take (more) pain medication, i.e. because of reactions to the pills, bad side effects, waiting times before taking the next one etc.
What helps me sometimes in these moments is to use something i read about in an article (can't find it right now, in the Guardian maybe?) a while back, which is to try to reframe the pain a bit. That is, to imagine it as a long, slow, flowing river that goes through my body. Especially if the pain is quite sharp in one spot, try not to shy away from it too much but to locate it and imagine it dissipating slowly through your body. You're not trying to get rid of it, you're just trying to redistribute it. Conscious breathing while doing it can be helpful. I find that this sometimes dulls the pain, and sometimes even makes it go away for a while, especially if I don't move too much.
Then, there's a second thing I try to consciously think about (for the more rational side of the brain) which is to remember that pain is a warning signal. My body is trying to warn me about something - maybe about not taxing myself too much because I'm getting my period, maybe about having eaten something that was bad for me, maybe about having gone past my physical limit, maybe about something as of yet undiagnosed. So, I try to tell myself "This is a warning signal, and i have received the warning signal. I will act accordingly (i.e. take a break, not do anything strenuous, do some light exercise to alleviate muscle pain, go to sleep, go to the doctor etc.). Dear body, please let me take a break/go to sleep etc., we will feel better afterwards.
Both of these exercises might sound ridiculous to you. In that case, this post is not for you, or at least not right now.
But as someone who has gone through periods of chronic pain, I wanted to share this, because god knows, the relief of even getting your pain from a 7 to a 5 can be staggering sometimes.
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nondivisable · 8 months ago
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I need to say something and I need y'all to be calm
if it isn't actively bad or harmful, no representation should be called "too simple" or "too surface level"
I have a whole argument for this about the barbie movie but today I wanna talk about a show called "the babysitters club" on Netflix
(obligatory disclaimer that I watched only two episodes of this show so if it's super problematic I'm sorry) (yes. I know it's based on a book, this is about the show)
this is a silly 8+ show that my 9 year old sister is watching and it manages to tackle so many complex topics in such an easy way. basic premise is these 13 year old girls have a babysitting agency.
in one episode, a girl babysits this transfem kid. the approach is super simple, with the kid saying stuff like "oh no, those are my old boy clothes, these are my girl clothes". they have to go to the doctor and everyone is calling the kid by her dead name and using he/him and this 13 year old snaps at like a group of doctors and they all listen to her. it's pure fantasy and any person versed in trans theory would point out a bunch of mistakes.
but after watching this episode, my little sister started switching to my name instead of my dead name and intercalating he/him pronouns when talking about me.
one of the 13 years old is a diabetic and sometimes her whole personality is taken over by that. but she has this episode where she pushes herself to her limit and passes out and talks about being in a coma for a while because of not recognizing the limits of her disability.
and this allowed my 9 year old sister to understand me better when I say "I really want to play with you but right now my body physically can't do that" (I'm disabled). she has even asked me why I'm pushing myself, why I'm not using my crutches when I complain about pain.
my mom is 50 years old and watching this show with my sister. she said the episode about the diabetic girl helped her understand me and my disability better. she grew up disabled as well, but she was taught to shut up and power through.
yes, silly simple representation can annoy you if you've read thousands of pages about queer liberation or disability radical thought, but sometimes things are not for you.
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tawnysoup · 1 month ago
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Finally now that the comic is fully public on comicfury, I get to share it with all of you here, too <3
If you enjoyed, please consider supporting by buying a PDF of the comic on itch.io: https://tawnysoup.itch.io/home-in-the-woods
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just-spacetrash · 1 year ago
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the 'what if you played it a little risky' post literally Changed my life but i cant fujkign find it in my blog because its. a tiktok screenshot
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lesbianralzarek · 1 year ago
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"life doesnt get better, you just get stronger" does NOT include ages 11-17. life does in fact just get better from there. those years are dogshit. like, you do get stronger but its mostly just a factor of not being 11-17 anymore. positive thinking helps but it doesnt fix whatevers going on at 15, you have to brute force through that one raw
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owlmylove · 1 year ago
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the flesh is unwilling and honestly, the spirit isn't too keen on the idea either
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novelconcepts · 9 months ago
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I Saw the TV Glow is such a uniquely, devastatingly queer story. Two queer kids trapped in suburbia. Both of them sensing something isn’t quite right with their lives. Both of them knowing that wrongness could kill them. One of them getting out, trying on new names, new places, new ways of being. Trying to claw her way to fully understanding herself, trying to grasp the true reality of her existence. Succeeding. Going back to help the other, to try so desperately to rescue an old friend, to show the path forward. Being called crazy. Because, to someone who hasn’t gotten out, even trying seems crazy. Feels crazy. Looks, on the surface, like dying.
And to have that other queer kid be so terrified of the internal revolution that is accepting himself that he inadvertently stays buried. Stays in a situation that will suffocate him. Choke the life out of him. Choke the joy out of him. Have him so terrified of possibly being crazy that he, instead, lives with a repression so extreme, it quite literally is killing him. And still, still, he apologizes for it. Apologizes over and over and over, to people who don’t see him. Who never have. Who never will. Because it’s better than being crazy. Because it’s safer than digging his way out. Killing the image everyone sees to rise again as something free and true and authentic. My god. My god, this movie. It shattered me.
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p0is0n-is-th3-cur3 · 3 months ago
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Having dreams crushed by disability is such a deeply traumatic experience, the realization that you’ll never be able to do the thing you want most in life because your body isn’t able to handle it. Waking up the day after you received the news and feeling that utter sense of heartbreak in your chest. Watching people go on and do those things while you sit on the sidelines, forced to watch bitterly. That feeling of being trapped, imprisoned by your inability to do what you love. The grief, the anger, the sadness. All because your body doesn’t allow you to.
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danielsarmand · 8 months ago
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I Saw the TV Glow (2024) dir. Jane Schoenbrun
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minimallycreative · 3 months ago
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autism "i need my routine and the routine was already ignored yesterday" vs chronic pain/disability "good fucking luck dude. you got no bones today"
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bloobydabloob · 3 months ago
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your art is dope as hell. seeing ur stuff on my dash really inspires me to keep going as an artist and to push the boundaries more! if you’re still doing requests id love to see jade in your style :] i hope you’ve had a good week
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Shore here is a couple of recent Jades. My week was good I’ve been rewatching Batman movies.
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arcanegifs · 3 months ago
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ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x08 - “Killing is a Cycle” ↳ "Some people are really misunderstanding the dialogue before the scene in the cell" | (essay link)
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paperlignes · 3 months ago
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GUILLERMO DE LA CRUZ AND NANDOR THE RELENTLESS WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS (2019-2024)
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queerstudiesnatural · 10 months ago
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good sensations can sometimes be extreme, and i know i personally enjoy a good few of those, so i wanted to know which of these types of pain are the most commonly enjoyed :)
basically my question is. am i such a touch deprived weirdo that i'll enjoy fucked up sensations no one else likes or am i normal
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schizoaffectively · 6 months ago
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You are well within your right to be angry about the help you didn't get and should have gotten.
You are well within your right to be angry about having your needs neglected.
You are well within your right to be angry.
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bruciemilf · 3 months ago
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There’s something off about Bruce.
Dick’s eye is trained for detail; He has to calculate every leap, every step, every breath, every count. He’s a showman. Everything is routine, and routine is everything.
Injury isn’t unusual, especially for his father .He out stubborns Tim in resisting medical examinations, after all.
For Bruce, secrets are protection. He lied about every injury he had when Dick was Robin, suffering in silent agony as the pain grew and grew, a tradition he carries on from Jason to Damian.
If Bruce screams, it’s bad.
“God fucking dammit, how the fuck does he do this? Who the fuck breaks their femur AND just carries on? Jesus FUCKING Christ.”
Bruce curses under his breath, profanity hushed. Dick’s veins freeze, blood turning to stone. He guesses his shock is obvious because Jason mirrors it to perfection.
One; Bruce doesn’t curse.
Two; He definitely doesn’t curse in a jersey accent.
The unease is pungent. Alfred practically tastes it, vitriolic as anything. His chest is taut, pulse slow, “Sir,” it’s cautious, “Shall I prepare the supplies?”
‘Bruce’ waves his hand, voice gruffer, lower, smokey, “Yeah, thanks, babe,”
Alfred blinks. And whoever pretends to be Bruce, blinks back, almost like a deer being cornered by an English hound, smile a bit boyish and unsure.
“…Thomas?”
“… Okay, you’re gonna laugh—“
Dick is reeling, because apparently:
His dead grandparents have been possessing his father throughout the years and they, wards to the best detective in the world, never caught on.
“Look, I get you’re pissed, BUT,” It’s so unbelievably weird watching Bruce be so expressive;
His hands move energetically, like they have their own voices, and his rain soft voice catches on fire when his father talks through him,
“This IS 50% MY body, technically.“
“Thomas, dear, that is not how that works. Come now, you’re scaring our grandchildren.”
And Jason’s voice is uncharacteristically soft when he speaks, more posh, more elegant . That is not his brother.
Alfred passes out, to no one’s surprise.
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