I feel like the line between “fluffy uwu self care” and “get your shit together self care” is thinner than people seem to think. Like, sitting in a quiet space with a book and maybe some twinkly fairy lights gives me the spoons to go call my damn doctor like I’ve been meaning to. Bath bombs or shower steamers make me feel content and/or sparkly, which gives me confidence to go out in public. (Plus, I bathed.) I dye my hair funky colors so if I feel like people are staring at me I can say it’s at that instead of whatever my anxiety wants it to be. 

The two are not mutually exclusive, is what I’m getting at, and I never see that mentioned, just either “self care is being nice to yourself” or “self care is kicking yourself in the ass to function for a few hours”. Kick yourself in the ass with niceness.

My personal addition to this: sometimes you gotta do “get your shit together” self care to get to fluffy uwu self care. When I get in a bad mental health spot, I do nothing. I sit in bed with my thoughts being pulled every direction at once and lay there all day. Sometimes the self care I need is telling myself to get the fuck up, stop being intentionally miserable, and do something I know I’ll enjoy.

Sometimes maintaining a machine means gently cleaning it with a soft cloth and keeping it all nice and shiny and dust-free.

Sometimes it means disassembling it and replacing parts and otherwise really getting in there in a way that makes shit worse as a step to making it better.

The latter is, in fact, a lot easier if you also take the time to do the former. Sometimes, if you don’t, the dust will build up to a point where you CAN’T do deep maintenance without doing that superficial “beautifying” maintenance first.

Sometimes the machine is your life.

it’s easy to forget, so I’ll remind y’all: you can make fantasy versions of anything. yes even things you might not think about. like soil types. I am thinking of fantasy soil types right now

my half a sustainable ag degree just aggressively kicked me into overdrive about this so here’s my fantasy soil type: quickened soil. You got your classic clay/loam/silt pyramid and then there’s also quick and slow. quick soil’s got ghosts in it. there’s Magic there. it’s got a presence. you have to till the soil full of blood and bone of things that were magical when they were alive to make it quick, but unfarmed untouched earth in more magical regions ends up being naturally quick as well. magical crops need quick soil to grow, but it fucks with nonmagical crops like crazy. your plants go Weird and end up as semi-magical crops one way or another and not necessarily in a way you wanted. to make your soil slow again so you can just plant beans and shit you have to basically plant a bunch of stuff that absorbs magic, then rip all that out and burn it away from the field, aggressively plow the field, then do that again a few more times until it passes a soil test.

the very rare phenomenon of a volcano producing vapor rings/volcanic vortex rings. Mount Etna today (April 5, 2024) by Boris Behncke

That’s IT this simulation is OFICIALLY GLITCHING!!

we are gonna be vacuuming up this post for the next five years

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Took a wrong turn somewhere

i took a nap and woke up in all these goddam spinanch

if you want to actually materially address child abuse, the single most important thing you can do to start is give children the legally enforceable right to leave any situation they no longer want to be in.

church, extracurriculars, summer camps, school classes, their biological family's houses. notably, these are the places that child abuse is enabled by the child's inability to just fucking leave if they need to. they can't walk out of church if their youth pastor touches them inappropriately; they'll get punished for leaving. if they walk out of their house because their dad hits them, the cops pick them up and give them right back to their dad.

children need the legal autonomy to leave abusive situations in order to even begin to usefully materially address child abuse.

original post by qweerhet because it's unrebloggable but very important

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"All autistics have low empathy" - This statement is wrong.

"Autistics having low empathy is a MYTH, we actually have HIGH empathy!" - This statement is ALSO wrong.

Autistics can have low empathy, they can have high empathy, they can have learned empathy. The myth would be that all autistics only experience one end of the empathy spectrum.

In spreading around misinformation that autistics actually have high empathy, you are disregarding the autistics who do have low empathy. And vice versa.

Life in an Autism World

Can't follow several conversations at the same time. I won't listen to the person who's talking to me. My ears will be focusing on the person next to me, and whatever THEY are saying^^'

I HATE it because I feel like I'm being rude, but it's just that my brain and my ears don't listen to me ^^'

perks of writing older zimbits: strong nonverbal communication, lots of inside jokes, getting to work through jack’s retirement and bitty’s career success, really REALLY tender, peak ride-or-die energy

pitfalls of writing older zimbits: fellas is it weird that jack’s inner monologue still defaults to “bitty” when bitty is a 44-year-old father of three who hasn’t played organized hockey in years

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shitty and lardo as morticia and gomez from addams family for halloween. yyes shitty is morticia and lardo is gomez. obviously.

This. Is their dynamic.

jack using his robot “i don’t get it” reputation to call out douchebags on his hockey team and in the nhl.

“why did you do a kidnapping photo? is she okay?” “oh yeah, that’s my girlfriend.” “that’s your… girlfriend? she doesn’t seem very happy.” “it’s just a joke.” “I don’t get it. why does she have duct tape on her mouth?” “well it’s written peace on earth, here.” “why?” “well, that’s the joke.” “what joke?” “you know, that women…” “yeah?” “….. they talk a lot?” “….. okay. that’s not very funny, though.”

“I’m not racist but I don’t like that he’s played by a black man. that’s not who the character originally is.” “oh, did you read the books? did you like them?” “uh, no?” “so… is he white in the books?” “well, I guess, but I haven’t read them.” “so you don’t know if he’s described as white.” “I guess he is.” “why?” “well, because, I… people at that time… they were… never mind.”

some rookie: you can’t really laugh with zimmermann, huh?

tater: what you mean? yesterday I’m show him video of cat eating banana in monkey costume and he laughs so hard he pee a little

you know I really wish I could be a jauntily-dressed little nonbinary fag wearing dark academia vamp-core outfits but the truth is ...I'm way too lazy. I'm pajama nonbinary. I wanna sleep instead

genuinely god bless u little gay nerds who put on petticoats and cravats and dress in layered sweaters and do your hair up intricately every day to go to Menards and shit. I have worn the same sweatpants for a week now

Minotaur is not a species

The Minotaur was named that because he was the son of King Minos. Anyone with a bull head has to be named after their dad, like the Kyletaur or something.

Chicagotaur

Paternity as a legal state vs biological relationship: FIGHT!

Some knitting patterns are like pastry recipes* and some are more like soup recipes**.

Normally, I knit soup, but I’m knitting pastry at the moment and it is a different experience.

*follow these instructions exactly

**here is one way to make soup, but you can always just use this as a jumping off point and add whatever’s in your fridge and you will still get soup