I just saw a fic tagged “enemies to lovers speedrun” and
I’ve never considered the opposite of a slow burn before but goddamn there it is I guess
watching supernanny is so surreal because it's like my cat from hell where 99.9% of the time it's always the parents fucking up and never the kids as they're just abiding by how they've been raised
parents: my children are spawns of satan, every day i wake up to them screaming and running around the home where they're always knocking shit over and causing a mess. they are so rude and they never calm down and we're on our last legs because we want a divorce because of them
supernanny: do they have any toys?
parents: do they have any what
parents: my kids are the worst i hate the little beasts
supernanny: did you know children are people, just smaller?
parents:
if you’re not vaccinated you should NOT be allowed to travel. period.
it doesn’t make sense people are reintroducing countries to illnesses they haven’t experienced in years just because some affluent soccer moms think their stupid ass kid is gonna be the next einstein bc he’s never gotten a measles shot
“But it’s my body!!!!” Yeah, and it can sit in quarantine as long as you like Karen, you walking smallpox blanket
ssundiall
boomers: *calls gen z stupid* boomers: *calls gen z sensitive* boomers: *calls gen z snowflakes* boomers: *calls gen z gen z: ok boomer boomers:
surgeon putting you under anesthesia and the last thing you hear before you go under is him sighing and saying “fuck it”
The longer it takes for this to come across your dash the funnier it is
If yall could stop lumping Dia de Muertos in your little Halloween events and shit that'd be great cause like...its not Halloween. It's not Mexican/"ethnique" Halloween it's not some cute little Halloween after party, it is its own thing.
Edit: yes you can reblog this
I was walking into the store, and some woman driving in the car park slowed down to a crawl, glared at me for a solid 20 seconds, then finally stopped and asked why I was wearing a face mask (the kind to protect against germs and allergies)...
Y’all know I’m all for being open and educational about my disabilities/chronic illnesses and such.
But I truly cannot fathom what goes through these people’s minds to make them think doing something like this to a stranger is ever acceptable????
Like, I don’t know you??? I’m tired???? I’m just trying to get into this store?????
I want every able-bodied person to read what I’m about to say, and read it again, and then read it a third time:
A disabled person offering information about their condition(s) is their CHOICE not their OBLIGATION.
It’s NOT your RIGHT to know about our personal business. Period.
chronic pain culture is constantly flipping between “I’m way too sensitive and complain way too much about my pain” and “I’m unbelievably strong and absolutely no one nor any amount of pain could stop me”
Self-care check!
- Do you have any cups, plates, or dishes in your room? Take a second to take them out, rinse them if you can. It’s worth it.
- Are you in any discomfort? Cold, hot, achy? Take a minute to grab a sweater, put a fan, and take ibuprofen if you can.
- Have you taken all of your meds? Make sure you’re caught up or that your meds are prepared for the week. Any you need to call in?
- Do you have any work you were supposed to finish up? An email to send, paper to type up? Get a nice cup of tea and go for it.
- Remember that you are loved, and you will be okay.
I Believe My Nervous System has Evolved Into a Deeply Disturbed System
sex and disability are not talked about enough.
whether its figuring out how to have sex with your new parametres or figuring out how to navigate your new sex drive or how to find ways to be intimate without expending too much energy or figuring out your relationship with sex itself.
Its just not talked about.
