#this better be true or i’m going to be crying

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how are you holding up?

the vibes have been pretty dismal today! but i mean what would you expect given the outcome haha.

i’m hanging in there though. i’ve had my anxiety spells. the heart racing. the moments where i just let myself cry a bit. but i’ve been doing everything i can to not turn it into a wallow. it’s tough, i’m definitely doing worse than i would be had things gone right, but i managed to get up and do at least some semblance of my job and provide a nice bit of respite for people also going through it. i consider that a win.

so the plan is to take it one day at a time. i did good today. gonna try to do good tomorrow. rinse. repeat. simple as. 4 years can be a long time for things to be getting worse, that much is true. but even when they were getting worse the last time, a lot of stuff also got better if i looked in the right places. and thankfully the world is really big, so there’s always another place to look.

[garuda4321]

Don’t worry, I’ve been told I’ll get advanced notice if the world is ending from my buddy in Poland. I’ll make sure to keep you all posted on that. Of course, he also had an interesting thing to tell me, which I will quote because I think a lot of folks need to hear this. However, saving that for a little bit later because I feel like folks could use a bit of a motivational speech (I gave my first one today focused on hope, and boy do we need it).

Here goes.

I want to start by reminding people that it’s ok to feel. Whether that’s anger, sadness, hope, happiness, or whatever else you’re feeling, it is ok to feel them. Emotions should not be suppressed. I work very hard to ensure that I am a part of a community that is not only safe, but somewhere I can call home. I am always willing to invite more people into my home, especially in times of need as feeling safe is something everyone deserves.

I know that when faced with outcomes such as these, it is considerably easier to live with a victory than a loss. This is why this I am speaking about hope, having hope. I understand that not everyone has hope right now. If you do have it, please try to share some of that hope with those that do not have it. If you do not have it, hopefully you can find some in this reblog.

I am fairly certain that everyone has had the experience when something doesn’t go their way. In the realm of Ninja (the obstacle course racing variety), this is rampant. Perhaps we fell on the first obstacle of a course, or perhaps we missed qualifying for finals by mere seconds. When this happens, we have two choices. We can either stay down and let the negativity eat away at us, or we can get back up and keep training and trying until we reach our goal.

Unfortunately, we can only do that during training. On a course, when we fail obstacle one, that’s it, we don’t get a second chance. We don’t have that choice to stay down or get back up as we can’t change the outcome. As depressing as that sounds, it’s true.

You can’t change what happened and you don’t get the choice to “get up and try it again”. But we don’t have to sit and cry, complain, or hide from it either. We don’t have to give up.

Right now, there are lots of us that are down. We have communities that we feel safe and welcome in to support us when we need them. Together, as we refuse to give up, we can do each and every thing to help better our communities. It may not be a large difference, but a difference is a difference, and a difference matters! We can leave a smile, a compliment, or even a positive message behind because if someone is having a rough day, those small actions can make a large difference for them.

I encourage you to try to bridge outside of your comfort zone and meet new people, join new communities and try to spread some positivity in the world. I did so earlier today by giving a very similar speech to this one and again now by posting an abbreviated version of it. Do your best to make a difference with all people, no matter who they are, what they look like, or what they stand for. Because we will overcome whatever is thrown our way together, and by helping those that are struggling to overcome their own obstacles. We will believe and we will have faith. We may not know who or what to believe in, but we all know that we can believe in each other.

To finish us off, that quote from my friend in Poland.

“Remember that life is a long distance race. In a few months, a lot will change. In a few years, whole world will look completely different. Don’t lose your energy and faith in being a good person. World will need good people.”

Choose to be kind, caring, compassionate, and empathetic.

I’m signing off for now, maybe I’ll return with the next one I end up giving.

[sweetpaintedladie]

i’m scared after these past two days. i’m sad too. i’ve barely stopped crying to be honest.

but i’m sad for 11 year old me, watching hilary lose and having no idea how that would effect the rest of my life. i’m sad for 13 year old me who started to enjoy watching kamala harris debate, saying one day i hope she runs because she would be great. the joy i felt when she was chosen as vp, the joy i felt when she was elected.

i’ve harbored an ill will towards the government for a very long time. i told myself i never wanted to vote because i wanted the electoral college to be abolished and because i felt i would never once feel optimistic about who i was choosing. how at 18, i registered independent and looked in fear of who ran on that number. looked in fear of who ran republican. looked in fear of who was running democrat. it was the day kamala harris announced her candidacy, i felt hopeful. like i could vote in good conscience for someone i felt would protect me, that right, and be someone who i’m glad children get to see as the person in charge. not someone based in hate. a fiercely intelligent, caring, qualified woman who could do amazing things for people here and people elsewhere. i voted with happiness because i was voting for 11 year old me, 13 year old me, and 14 year old me. and i voted for every other 11 year old girl too - so she wouldn’t have to feel the fear i felt.

it’s hard to explain how you feel when you reckon with the fact you failed your 11 year old self. that you were failed by countless people in your own country who proved they don’t care if you live or die, they care about the price of their gas. they don’t care about the kids they let be shot, or miscarried. they don’t care that young men turned out to vote because in 2016 they didn’t see the beginning of their rights vanishing they saw someone who allowed them to spew the hate and bigotry they felt.

i feel lucky enough to have grown up with obama being the first president i remember. that the person i saw lead the country was a young, well spoken politician who cared about all people. who spoke not in hateful rants but eloquent speeches, who spoke highly of his wife and daughters, who despite hate spewed towards him he remained cordial to his opponents. in other words, a leader. how kids now have to grow up with a man child, a rapist, a felon as who they see. someone that shows young men not that there is power in respect, diligence, kindness, but that shows them that you can say you want to grab women by the pussy and be elected. twice.

i wish kamala harris and tim walz won, of course, but i wish they won for the people who have to live in the world and don’t know better. how children can’t look upon their television and see a woman who represents what once felt impossible become possible, who would lead with them in mind. i voted for her not for myself, but for the minorities who will be effected by the other sides regime, for the children who deserve more than this world is ever going to give them now, for the women who now have to live in fear of ever being in charge of their bodies again. i didn’t vote for myself, but clearly the majority did. as a young women will die in a parking lot after being denied medical treatment, a man will be able to buy gas for $2.07. a human life is less important than a luxury in a man’s, and unfortunately an entire new generation of women had to learn that today.

i’m heartbroken. i feel i failed the future of my country when i did the best i could. kamala did more in five months than most could ever dream, shattering glass ceiling after glass ceiling to get where she was last night. i wish it was her. i wish it was her for so many women today, and young girls of tomorrow.

unfortunately, it was proven that backwards and in heels is still an understatement. she had the world against her and got so far. as a first time voter, my fears came true. as a woman, my fears came true. as an american, my fears came true. as someone who had to watch women in my life cry in 2016 and not understand how much that would effect me now, my fears came true.

this isn’t the end. its okay to feel scared and hopeless. but think about how far we came in the past 5 months. kamala harris will go down in history for so many reasons, and this is one of them. she lead where she could with strength, dignity, understanding, and love. when it’s realized that’s missing, we’ll feel it. her impact certainly does not end here.

[monzabee]

I DON’T EVEN CARE, I’M STAYING UP ALL NIGHT IF I NEED TO SEE DANIEL, EXCUSE ME. SINCE UH WHEN?

[possiblyfunny]

Hey, look guys, more art-

HOPE.

I’ve been wanting to draw him like this ever since I first saw him smile, but my will to draw eluded me until now! This started off as a doodle, so, please excuse the messiness. I drew this to de-stress.

“Fire” Red belongs to @creatively-cosmic. They have a blog called @themissingnumbers, which is really good! Go check it out if you want to see more.

[Sketch + Colored Version below the cut!]

[guccigarantine]

I don’t have the brain today to properly articulate this but it always gets me that Gur Sevraq used to be a follower of Perennial. He stopped because she told him to follow the True Divine. He left her because she told him to. Did it feel like a betrayal to have the deity they worshiped their whole life send them away? Was it an honor to be chosen? Is it a betrayal to be chained to the woman who killed him? Is it an honor to have her care enough to release him and allow him to continue his work? Is it another betrayal that they aren’t allowed to ever rest?

[samuraisharkie]

the thing about living in the world is that it is filled with hopeless anguish and despair and evil and there’s no way for anyone to defeat it all. but you have to keep on living

[solace-seekers]

screaming into the void <3

[acourtofquestions]

Hearth to hearth, the Flame of War went.

Over snow-blasted mountains and amongst the trees of tangled forests, hiding from the enemies that prowled the skies. Through long, bitterly cold nights where the wind howled as it tried to wipe out any trace of that flame.

But the wind did not succeed, not against the flame of the queen.

So hearth to hearth, it went.

To remote villages where people screamed and scattered as a young-faced woman descended from the skies on a broom, waving her torch high.

Not to signal them, but the few women who did not run. Who walked toward the flame, the rider, as she called out, "Your queen summons you to war. Will you fly?"

Trunks hidden in attics were thrown open. Folded swaths of red cloth pulled from within. Brooms left in closets, beside doorways, tucked under beds, were brought out, bound in gold or silver or twine. And swords-ancient and beautiful—were drawn from beneath floorboards, or hauled down from haylofts, their metal shining as bright and fresh as the day they had been forged in a city now lying in ruin.

Witches, the townsfolk whispered, husbands wide-eyed and disbelieving as the women took to the skies, red cloaks billowing. Witches amongst us all this time.

Village to village, where hearths that had never once gone fully dark blazed in answer.

Always one rider going out, to find the next hearth, the next bastion of their people.

Witches, here amongst us. Witches, now going to war.

A rising tide of witches, who took to the skies in their red cloaks, swords strapped to their backs, brooms shedding years of dust with each mile northward.

Witches who bade their families farewell, offering no explanation before they kissed their sleeping babes and vanished into the starry night.

Mile after mile, across the darkening world, the call went out, ceaseless and unending as the eternal flame that passed from hearth to hearth.

"Fly, fly, fly!" they shouted. "To the queen! To war!"

Far and wide, through snow and storm and peril, the Crochans flew.

[cats-in-the-clouds]

it is unfortunate when i go to prayer and cry my eyes out and the only response i really hear is that i simply have to bear it. like usually i can get my emotions out and once they’re settled i hear a rational solution but it sucks when i don’t get the answer i want. i just have to keep waiting. like normally i hear something that gives me strength but wow apparently i’ve hit a new low

[voiceshearingyouloud]

I used to think ‘I got over my grief about being disabled a long time ago, I’m past it now’ well, no I wasn’t. Turns out having to take two semesters out of uni will poke all those old ‘I’m a failure’, ‘it’s my fault’, ‘I’ll never be able to study again’ buttons 🙃

[akkivee]

*rattles my cage* BUT I DO!!!!! I WANT YOU TO WORK WITH THEIR COMPANY!!!!! KIKOKU HELPED AKIRA AND SATORU SEE A NEW FUTURE FOR THEMSELVES AND ANY ADULT WHO DOES THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN GREAT FOR ICHIRO!!!!!

THEY WOULD!!!!! HAVE BEEN GREAT!!!!! FOR ICHIRO!!!!!!!!

[baura-bear]

Crying but idk why

[chiara-klara-claire]

6.2.24 🎉🫥

[whiskeyswifty]

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[rowanhoney]

okay SO I don’t remember what meds I was given (and only 2 doses of it </3) and it hasn’t helped in the ways I’d hoped but god I’m experiencing some reeeeal clarity today and I think some healing to follow