I have about 48 hours before my mother arrives for a nearly month-long visit. My list of things to do before her arrival is still disturbingly long. And while she won’t care that my laundry is backed up to high heaven, my real concern was getting fic written. Which… it hasn’t happened. And I’m pretty sure I have to at least OPEN the document for that to happen. Instead I’m trying to catch up on leaving fic comments and browsing Tumblr.
My favorite thing is when the anti-ace/aro crowd thinks it’s so silly and pathetic and hilarious when vocal ppl from the inclusionist side r quick to block their crowd. Bc they called it “discourse” so don’t we know if we wanna talk about how they’re harming us, clearly we must want to have a debate about it…
…bc they call their often absolutely horrible anti-ace/aro shit “discourse”
twenty years from now my kid will come running into the room crying and screaming and throwing things onto the floor and I’ll stand by all horrified and ask over and over “what happened” and they’ll just look at me with betrayal in their eyes, throw the complete box set of avatar the last airbender at me and whisper, “you liar…zutara wasn’t endgame. HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN, HOW COULD SHE END UP WITH AANG what about all their chemistry” and I’ll get down real slow and hug them and stroke their hair as they sob. And then I’ll say emotionally, “But they’ll always be together…” Pause as I take a deep breath and place my hand over my heart, “in HERE”
hey, reminder i love you - even if times are really bad right now, you can recover and things will be alright. it’ll pass - you’ll be okay. people are here to help, and love you - even if it seems like sometimes we aren’t.