queer people of all kinds. i am looking you in the eyes. do not fucking kill yourself. are you listening to me it will be okay. it will get better. i am shaking you by the shoulders do. not. fucking. do. it. you have so much to keep going for and so many people who love you. the cost of the present will not outweigh the life ahead of you. i love you. chin up or down keep walking you'll get there. we will pull you back up onto your feet should you fall. i love you
did i hang up the phone? what if they can still hear me? if they can hear me, why havent they responded? hello, can you hear me? are you still there? hello, dont hang up on me, love. hello, hello, where are you? why did you leave me
i dont like him but thats a bit harsh
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I ended up talking about and being reminded of some pretty fucked up things that happened to me as a kid a lot over the weekend while camping w my partner and their family, which is not helping me stay ✨in the moment✨ lol
Posting on my various sideblogs bc they get more traffic than this one for a shred of validation >>>
one fun thing about being a teacher in march 2023 is that chess is a literal epidemic among teens. we are starting to have meetings about how we can STOP teenagers from playing too much chess which is like if we were trying to figure out how to stop them from reading for fun. When i was in high school five years ago chess was nerd shit only but now it is transcending every social and language barrier and is absolutely rampant. kids aren’t on their phone texting in class anymore it’s ONLY chess.com. kids are playing chess on their phones while playing chess in real life. this is still better than tiktok because at least the kids are developing an attention span from this
ur allowed to be sad/angry/scared/frustrated/bitter/etc about your physical disability btw. About not being able to do stuff u once could. About pain, fatigue, brain fog, other symptoms getting worse. About the loss.
U dont have to be an inspiration or be Tough about it all the time or even ever. Ur allowed to feel what u feel. Don't have to buy into "blessing in disguise" narrative. Don't have to go "well I'm not me without it" if thats not ur reality/experience. It's allowed to just suck and ur allowed to not want it and wish you didn't have it and wish there was a cure. Ur allowed to hate it and ur allowed to feel trapped in ur body.
You don't have to shut those feelings away and deny they exist just bc it's not how you "should be feeling".
[This is about physical disabilities specifically. If it resonates w/ u about a non physical disability that's great but please don't derail. Thank you 💛]