Who Fucking The Marine Creatures

I love you tragedy I love you corruption arcs I love you doomed relationships I love you character succumbing to their fatal flaw I love you codependency I love you characters doomed to die from the start I love you road to hell paved with good intentions

Say you break your ankle. You could know everything there is to know intellectually about the injury. Even with this vast knowledge, you will still experience physical pain.

Now take this logic and apply it to things like ADHD, autism, clinical depression, and other less visible/divergent disabilities. You cannot think your way out of feeling.

That is to say: you are not a bad, lazy, or selfish person for struggling, even if you know why you are struggling.

the sun mourns in vain for the white-throated rail: a comic about disability and the unwanted able-bodied grief for past selves.

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Page 1: The sun holds a white-throated rail, a bird with a red head, a gray body, and a white throat, in its hands. The sun speaks in a tone represented as sorrowful pity through a drippy speech bubble.

Sun: Looking at you makes me sad!

Rail: What?

Page 2:

Sun: Looking at you makes me sad!

The sun stands with a hand clutching its face.

Sun: How miserable it must be to be flightless! Don’t you yearn for the skies? Don’t you wake up grieving you’re still on land?

Page 3: The white-throated rail looks down in frustration in the hand of the sun.

Sun: (speaking off screen) I’d simply perish if I were you!

The rail speaks, looking down. Pink flowers bloom towards the bottom of the page, petals and pollen blowing in the wind.

Rail: Why do you put your words in my beak and your grief in my feathers? Am I not beautiful?

Page 4: The bone of a white-throated rail is positioned against a colorful galaxy dotted with flecks of stars.

Rail: Am I not adaptability in action? Am I not evolution in motion? Do you mourn the days you weren’t a star? Do you mourn when the sky was cold, how unbearably hot you must burn to keep embracing it every day?

Page 5: The sun looks at the viewer.

Sun: Why would I? That was then, this is now. I am content to be in this state.

Page 6: The rail looks up at the sun off-screen.

Rail: Well…So am I.

" all I can do is take drugs and lie down " 😭😭😭😭

I had a good day yesterday knowing that today I’d be in horrible pain. Well today is here. I cannot sit without severe back pain and that means I cannot work. I don’t deserve this. I just want to be a productive human. My back hurts so badly. 😭 all I can do is take drugs and lie down.

Howl, throwing his head on Sophie's lap and looks up at her innocently: Sophie, tell me I'm pretty.

Sophie, resting her hand on Howl's cheek and smiles lovingly at him: You're pretty fucking annoying that's what you are.

sometimes the executive function fairy godmother finally shows up, whacks you, and then you’ve got to run around like cinderella on a midnight deadline trying to get things done before time runs out and your brain makes it illegal again

i hate it when people speak for me, most of the time its not even that close to what's in my mind with the words they spits out. BUt i also fucking hate it when someone finally asked me why and letting me speak cause only at that moment I can't reply because out of nowhere i forgot everything even to how i'm feeling. now they really gonna think i am just a doodoo wind head the fuck

Anyone else has like... The inability to form habits?

Like normal people, they repeat something daily for a couple weeks and it sticks. They might miss a day here or there, but the overall habit is formed.

Me? I can push myself to do the same task daily for 8 months, forget one day, and it's gone. I realize 3 weeks later that i have not done it a single time since.