Alright loves, I’m just going to cut right to the chase. I’m here today to talk about the expectations we (I) have for new people, and why that can just blow up in our (my) faces! Whee! Continue reading “People: Eternally Disappointing”
Note: This is less of a “post” or “essay” and more of a “seething rant” because, holy shit how dare you? I’ve been sitting on this post for two weeks because every time I try to write it, it goes off the rails into Rage-ville. I’ve finally just come to accept that this topic is just going to have to be a spewing of visceral vitriol and I’ll have to punch a few pillows when I’m finished writing it. You’ll see why I’m reacting so violently when you get to the picture.
Privacy is kind of a big deal to me. Some people might raise their eyebrows at that, considering my whole life is an open book on the internet, but it really is. Everything I share here is specifically curated to not reveal too much (and if I feel something does reveal more than I’m comfortable with, I have no qualms about deleting posts or setting them to private).
It’s also my business to share that information. I don’t share too much of anyone else’s lives, because those aren’t my stories to share. I use fake names for all my friends. I don’t post pictures of mine or anyone else’s face.
For deeply personal reasons, I am vehemently against taking pictures of people without their consent. Even if what they’re doing is unbelievable. Even if it would go viral and get me All The Views. I don’t do it, because it is not my place to take someone’s face and put it up on the internet.
Recently, I kind of broke this rule of mine. Continue reading “Get Out of My Bubble”
I don’t like talking about political things too much, anymore. When people can justify taking children from their parents and putting them in internment camps, I know there is nothing I can say that will change their minds. A person needs to blind their self to science, logic, and compassion to look at what is happening and not be horrified. Continue reading “It’s Not the End of the World”
I don’t usually get political on this blog (anymore). Politics depress me, because it seems like every day someone else is trying to strip me of my rights; as someone with a uterus, as a non-binary person, as a queer person, as a non-Christian. It’s exhausting and I like to have a few spaces where I just… don’t have to. Where I can pretend, for a little while, that we stuffed all the Nazis and homophobes and racists and misogynists and every other bigot the specific name for escapes me into a rocket and blasted it straight into the sun (and before anyone wants to be like, “Cupcake! That’s not nice!” don’t even pretend that those people would not do the exact same to every non-white, non-straight, non-cis, non-Christian person given the opportunity). Continue reading “The GOP is a racist garbage fire and female conservatives don't give a damn about it.”
I’m in a great deal of physical pain, at the moment, thanks to a pinched nerve in my shoulder and a tight muscle in my back that makes my entire right arm feel like it’s in a vice grip. I should start doing yoga.
I’m also in an extreme amount of emotional distress waking up and heard about Las Vegas. A friend of mine lost a friend. Other friends are still waiting to hear back about loved ones. My brother and his wife lived in Vegas for many years and her mother still lives there. I’ve never started crying so quickly after waking up. Continue reading “Monday Musings: I'm so Damn Tired.”