It's fucking weird that anyone wants people of our race gone just because of being a race, all over some dumb race conspiracies. Sometimes this fact is in the back of my mind, sometimes it's at the front. I woke up and this was all brand new to me for a quick few seconds, and now I'm remembering it's a normal part of surviving American life. Real damper on the mood.
I only know about the Nazi problem resulting from US activity in Ukraine. With each color revolution is it the US's goal to spread Nazism in that country which it takes place in?
Guillermo del Toro is amazing and I aim to watch every last movie of his. Finding joy can be hard with certain disabilities and mental states, so congrats. I love people even though I'm socially anxious, I hope for the same in knowing people and their wisdom, experiences, and how they deal with and enjoy life.
You take time to learn things and you aid people in goals. That takes lots of caring. In overcoming, you're elevating your understanding of things within and outside you. That's a lot of nice things at once. Courageous is just one of them.
You're a car dude, I don't understand you guys, your engineering specialty is beyond me. Your loved one is very lucky to have you help them with their car. Electricity is not my specialty either, but I remember enjoying seeing electricity experiments in the past. If I could figure either out I think they'd be much more interesting to me. It's cool that you're hiring yourself for the job of fixing up a car and garage lights.
I share those fears too. I hope I overcome them. For the first time in a while, I've been trying to take steps to get dental work done as well. I think it's been around half a decade. Failing is part of life, a part of pretty much all progress, I'm trying to accept that. We're people, not an automatically readily perfected machine(except for times when we are, but that also usually takes failure first.) I should remind myself that I have a lot to overcome and being erroneous is usually just fine for a learner. Socially, giving myself this understanding is how I try to give myself grace with awkward and embarrassing mistakes. I was not given the tools to smoothly socialize and now I must overcome not starting with many tools. You have ambition to connect with things, yourself, and others. At your slowest times, this is all getting you places no matter how much progress pauses for a while.
Yay I got chosen. I dream of being able to write poetry and share it. Idk how to rhyme atm, I've somehow lost the ability, but if you have any poetry reccomendations, maybe I'll try reading it.
Yes! The gears in others heads are often beautiful. I know someone who's advancing in sewing and it's exciting to watch. They can also rhyme really well, but they won't write poetry and I wish they would. I want to be creative, but I'm used to old patterns where I don't exercise my good qualities much. At night my dreams can help me understand that I'm brilliantly creative, if only I could manage taking things into the waking world. I'm kind of in a PTSD script that blocks me off from creating art.
What a lovely part of someone's inner person to come across in a workplace. Years ago, my now-favorite poet posted their writing and it showed me just how mindful and grounding writing poetry can be.
Still don't know how to use a semi colon. I've tried looking it up, but I don't understand it.
I got ADHD too and I really admire people achieving things like work and school.
I know some people's longcovid feels better or worse with weather and temperature changes. Perhaps there's some comfort others with the same longcovid symptoms have figured out that makes it easier to function during this weather. My body has gone through lots too. Our bodies really do divine work of keeping us around to do things.
Sounds like you're studying what you're passionate about. It's one thing to remain sticking around physically functioning after certain life experiemces and getting long covid, and on top of that, you try make changes you don't necessarily have to. That's a lot.
Congratulations for surviving homelessness and ending up in a family unit you feel pride in. It should be baseline teachings to teach your family to be kind and supportive of homeless people, but for many families it's not taught. I bet you're advocating against classism in your partner's and kid's eyes. I didn't have much of that from anywhere growing up, I wish I had a bigger headstart in anticlassism. (Classist teachings can really stick around. Like how the other day, I doubted a bad review mentioning a doctor throwing a tantrum just because they were from one of the most expensive, best universities in the nation. But then I remembered a person who threw violent tantrums that got accepted into one, and I saw this as proof that emotionally 4 year old people can get into the best schools. So I understood I was being classist. Being taught more respect for homeless people earlier on probably could've helped me to not reach a classist thought.)
Your house probably smells like heaven when you bake. It will so be lovely in your family's memories. You have quite a list of things to be proud of. It sounds very healthy of you to remain believing in and doing these things regardless of people shaming you.
I totally understand crisises driving us to make changes. Blood sugar issues seem so difficult to manage, I'm always awestruck when people maintain it just enough to not be in crisis. I barely know anything about diabetes, but I understand the socially anxious, sedentary, indoor lifestyle because I live it for the most part. I just exercised outside for the first time in months and it was a huge change. Discomfort from workout soreness is pretty sweet. It's comforting discomfort and I don't want to live without it. I don't do this many times a year. While in crisis or not, I hope I do it more.
Thanks. Disability and trauma can at times bless us with empathy we wouldn't have before, so among your struggles maybe it helps make you more empathetic in certain ways. I compare myself to others all the time, but a person close to me reminds me every now and then that I helped them learn more empathy. Learning my experiences can become an integral part of making other's strengths greater feels nice.
Because of how hard I work to do basic things for myself, I always remember I could be more disabled. I'm doing my best to not think of my abilities as a rug that can get pulled from underneath me, but instead, appreciate structure that is helping keep my life running. I am hopeful that my life will still grow bigger as time goes on.
Taking a single pill can be oddly hard in my experience. Aww it's amazing you're nourishing a kid's health and happiness. I'm not sure what youre being resilient in the face of, but I'm glad you're doing it.
Thats all great. Can I ask what these projects are? A healthy loving social circle can be difficult to build and accomplish maintaining, it's so many relationship projects built into a mass of goodness. I admire you having that.
I want to ask how you've been facing fears but I didn't in case it'd trigger you. Idk if this applies to you, but for many I can see that overlapping with standing up for what's right.
I just posted a question that is partly about my disabilities and mostly about what I'm proud of. Just watched Frankenstein 2025 last night and it has me rethinking what I can be proud of.
I didn't know vitamin D injections existed. Does this mean people at the north and south pole, and other dim snowy places, don't have to bathe like reptiles under a light for hours each day?
I think normal, healthy individuals and couples are a rarity in general. After all, the US is in the deepest economic depression since The Great Depression. It's unfortunate the ways capitalism mutates our relationships with everything and everyone. We're facing stressors we shouldn't be facing and it's making us weird and hurt.
I worry I stereotype my own race sometimes because I have so much trauma from being bullied by people in my childhood household. I see someone of my own race and worry they'll demand only the highest of standards out of me and my every action. There's so much more beyond that too. Idk how to deal with it. It has me fearing people who are probably very kind. Obviously I need to be in a community where I unlearn my fears. If I found more leftist spaces with my people I bet it would really help. It really breaks my heart that I haven't felt safe enough to date someone of my own ethnicity. Generational trauma can really shit on your perception of your own race.
It's fucking weird that anyone wants people of our race gone just because of being a race, all over some dumb race conspiracies. Sometimes this fact is in the back of my mind, sometimes it's at the front. I woke up and this was all brand new to me for a quick few seconds, and now I'm remembering it's a normal part of surviving American life. Real damper on the mood.