I struggle with:
ADHD & neurospicy-nes
Rejection sensitive dysphoria
Possible Autism diagnosis is on the bacckburner for an indefinite period of time.
Depression
Borderline personality disorder
And being told "you can't"
My response to you can't is: "watch me"
And that usually leads to me crashing and burning in spectacular fashion.
You are my favorite blog on this site. Also as a fellow ex-Catholic, I have a question. What was the metaphor that your church used for purity and virginity? Mine was a rose with plucked petals.
The rose with plucked petals was definitely one but I also heard a tape metaphor where having multiple partners was akin to sticking a piece of tape to mulitple different surfaces. Obviously the tape would lose its effectiveness and ability to stick to anything and somehow that meant you too would lose the ability to bond with your partner if you had a few sexual partners before them. From what I can remember, there seemed to be more of an emphasis on outright implying that you were dirty and used up if you lost your virginity rather than using analogies or metaphors.
we really can’t overstate how damaging it has been to indoctrinate the public with the idea that if they let themselves eat as much as they want, they’ll eat too much. human bodies, when permitted over the long term to eat as much as they want, actually get really, really good at calibrating their hunger and satiety, and will over time eat exactly the right amount for themselves. the common conception of a balanced eater as a minimal or restrained eater is absolutely wrong. balanced eaters eat quite a lot (compared to diet cultural ideas about right intake amounts), and they do so consistently and permanently. healthy, balanced eating isn’t some tightrope walk, it’s a gigantic net of total permission to eat.
I'm coming up on my 25th birthday and I've never seen a gynecologist because my family doctor also happens to be a close family friend and even though he knows I've been sexually active for a while I just can't seem to bring myself to be specific.
What am I supposed to say?
"Oh yeah, I know you know I'm in a lesbian relationship, but my Gf has a nine inch dick with which she plows me on the regular, so maybe I should get my cervix looked at, if for no other reason than to make sure everything is still where it should be"
Hi i um.. i'm trying to compartmentalize my trauma dumps away from my fandom shit so... yeah... I'm here to vent.
I cry for the butcher
Gold silver and copper
cake my tongue
No harm can ever come from
my mother's praying hands
My filthy mouth -
I harmed myself
Orange wedge lip
Clenched ivory threat
Pulled the trigger with my tongue
Blood orange
Her saintly hands
I’m sorry - a million times over
I say to her
And when i finally cry
It is not for the lamb.
At night my brain goes:
Concious me: I need to do [thing that is important but I forgot what it is] before tomorrow!
ADHD: You don't have the spoons to do [thing]
CONCIOUS ME: I'll be the judge of that! I can totally manage my spoons responsibly when I know what I need to get done. Just tell me what the task is.
ADHD: How did you forget! it's so important!
CONCIOUS ME: I didn't forget, we forgot!
ADHD: So it's my fault that you can't remember important things *cries in self hatred & RSD*
CONCIOUS ME: fuck. So brain is out of commission. How the fuck do I remember the thing I have to do!?
* Beloved Gf attempts interaction*
ADHD BRAIN & CONCIOUS SELF SIMULTANIOUSLY: Excuse me, could you not interrupt us when we're in the middle of an (invisible, silent and completely imperceptible) argument! Can't you see the (invisible, silent and completely imperceptible) crisis I'm experiencing!?
BELOVED GF: says anything... literally anything
ADHD: She hates us. She hates me and she tolerates you. And we are inextricably linked. Would that it were so easy to kill me! Would that I could die to let you live!! *melodramatic hand gestures*
CONCIOUS SELF: *to ADHD* oh shit, do you really think that!?
CONCIOUS SELF: *to self* No, we talked about this. She doesn't want to hurt you.
CONCIOUS SELF: *proceeds to freak out at beloved GF*
Hypothesis: Those who are discriminated against see the people discriminating them (and or colonialising them) as the Most Racist.
Example: As a mexican, I was torn between the spanish conquistadors and the white Americans.
Considering the cultural an economical colonialism that the U.S is not so subtly imposing on so many countries, it kinda makes sense to me that they are the de facto bad guy to point at.
With regards to the question of: are they really worse than the other "flavors" of racist...
I don't know. How do you measure that? Number of dead poc? If the language of the people they tried to erase is still spoken today or not? Did they destroy records or history? Idk.
At what point does comparison become moot? Would you rather eat one poison apple or two poison apples? Is there an option where I get to live?
I feel like comparing racists to other racists is kinda like that. My biased queer woman of colour opinion on the matter is: You don't get to pat yourself on the back for being the "least terrible" and I don't owe you gratitude for not treating me worse.
Using other "more heinous" acts of racism to metaphorically wash your hands of your own crime... it feels icky to me. Its like instumentalising the suffering of somebody else's victims to placate your own victims.
I'm no scholar, but that doesn't sit right with me.
Honestly, i have 0 trust in Christian priests. Like, these mfs literally read the whole ass fuckin' Bible and had no problem with it? Decided to preach it even? Suspicious.
25 she/her? (idk close enough) 🏳️🌈
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