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It’s September. Pollen counts are low. If you’re feeling sick, there’s a good chance it’s Covid. Not “allergies”. Not a “cold”. Wear a mask. Take a test. Stay home if it’s at all possible. Rest. There’s evidence to suggest that resting in the acute phase can reduce your risk of Long Covid.
Don't forget to get your flu shot and COVID booster if you can 🧡🫶 This surge, like all the others, is no joke. Got the vaccines midday Monday and I'm struggling with the recovery, give yourself rest time with them 🧡 I care about you.
who up chillin they villain
in the face of this, loneliness clouding a thousand rain-darkened panes of dream-stained glass- in the wake of this, also when it passes and the sun stares directly, revealing a thousand glaring imperfections in my moth-eaten heart and mind- my resolve dwindles once more it takes so much energy.
ily friend 🫶🧡
Also, would fuck around with anyone with bad intentions traveling through
Playful, instinctive wisdom, curious by nature, connected to the earth in such an earnest way, would play with wandering adventurous children but also keep them safe, would welcome anyone willing to respect mother earth but fight anyone who wouldn't & being connected to Earth feels poetic by nature
none of the above, u give off nymph/naiad energy
Same Hugs 🫂🫂
CPTSD and trauma have completely fucked my physical body. Some parts of the day I just need to be constantly horizontal
motivational poorly drawn cats
Oh btw Halloween is coming up so here's your reminder: DO NOT USE FAKE WEBS OUTSIDE‼️‼️ It's bad for wildlife and kills small birds and flying insects like moths/butterflies
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sob, tysm <333 :')
I toss words into the void flirting with poetry not expecting an answer then by pure happenstance you answer singing the song I can only hear #vss365 #happerstance
Who am I to you? When the night falls when dim light obscures the simple & emboldens the mysterious Who am I to you? With affection temporarily placed aside, leaving you with logic and reasoning Who am I to you? When you describe me to your friends, What place might I have in your life?
Genuinely love it
I've felt so much of what you've written so far, and my heart breaks at the resonance. I'm so sorry you're suffering. 🫂🫂🧡
I might @ u to remind you yourself of this every day
A romantic? Me? No! Never.....
When all you see of yourself are shapes & percentages When you wish you could see beauty in your reflection Or at least focus on other joys, Like sunlight and blossoms- I, I gaze at you with awe. Through you, I see kaleidoscopes of wonder Microcosm though it may be, The universe is in your eyes.
... Want
Thank you for the consideration 🧡🫶
Skrickle sounds like the name of a chipmunk
Ty for expressing them. It's cathartic and heartbreaking to resonate with, and I find that beautiful and so important
💔💔💔 viscerally real stunningly written
the stars you shone for me now throw themselves from the heavens, weeping streaks of tears for your abandonment the constellations we tied together with our wishes drift apart, no longer supported by a shared love under a darkened sky i'm still guided home, but it isn't where you are
Hahahaha I'm glad u did
i am the problem you all swore i wasn't kept up by heartaches, the pressure is constant bleeding bones and broken veins blossomed grief and barren joy i hold no strength to aid causes apparent useless when rested, but hopeless when errant
i am the problem you all swore i wasn't kept up by heartaches, the pressure is constant bleeding bones and broken veins blossomed grief and barren joy i hold no strength to aid causes apparent useless when rested, but hopeless when errant
Selene (1886), by Ferdinand Keller
restless. uneasy. blaming the moon.
@sherekhancept.writes.fyi us
🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂 Ur care and love always matters, I didn't mean to criticize Hugs 🧡
(& also, genuinely thank you to the friends giving love, even if it's phrased as if there is an ending. It does matter, I just feel at a loss when the experience is misunderstood.)
Disability allyship is less about helping other people cross the finish line with you, And MUCH, MUCH MORE about understanding some people *don't get a finish line*. What is a journey with a destination for you, is a constant condition & permanent environment for another. Can you act accordingly?
It's not a matter of getting through Some people drive through tunnels, and some people live underground. They're different experiences. Sometimes illness is temporary, and sometimes it's chronic. Sometimes health takes a turn for the worse, and doesn't turn for the better again. Idk what to say.
Perhaps, and perhaps not I should not confuse the temporary with the chronic.
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truthfully, i'm deeply afraid this might be my new normal level of function.
To have souls entertwine! Seen, heard, felt, known No shyness, only welcome The broken and hungry, The dark and light, The empty and overflowing, The soft and hard, The dreamy and ambitious, The fleeting and enduring, All things, All ways of being, Loved More deeply than minds understand: I long.
Blind Like a snapdragon Puckered Waiting For sweetness To buzz on my lips Unable to see where and whence it may come Unable to see any 'how' Swaying in the wind, Blossomed, but Blistered by the sun, Waiting With no sight and no sense of clarity.
Blind Like a snapdragon Puckered Waiting For sweetness To buzz on my lips Unable to see where and whence it may come Unable to see any 'how' Swaying in the wind, Blossomed, but Blistered by the sun, Waiting With no sight and no sense of clarity.
Genuinely hissed at it. My autistic ass straight up hissed and growled at the bowl and spoon in my hand. lol......
Update: i have doubled the liquid and the sugar involved, but no amount of dilution nor sugar-shock to the palate can trick my unforgiving senses into forgetting it's very unpleasantly, obviously there. I wish I could chase it with alcohol. That's how bad it is. But ofc, drug interactions = worse
Before you ask: yes I have slept a little already; no I have not properly gone to sleep tonight; yes the sleep returned some words/verbality; no I don't know if it will last or if more sleep will help or hinder; Yes this medication will hopefully lead toward aided sleep No I'm not well or ok lol
Me: tries to trick brain into eating powder medication by mixing it in with creamy sweet treat Also me: autistic in a cat-like way, not a dog-like way AKA, I tasted the difference IMMEDIATELY & gagged, even though it's supposed to be "flavorless" and "unnoticeable" Should have seen this coming 😔
-back to wordlessness, as forcing these hurt my nonverbal brain
i am silent. the only voice i wish to hear or feel is yours.
I stir the soup. my intestines roll over, groaning but unable to still themselves, moving in ways that make me nauseous i stir the soup. my heart dips again, and i'm drowning in the cruel broth of loneliness i stir the soup. my shame scalds my soul i stir the soup. my brain collapses, but i eat.
Whenever someone makes a post joking about symptoms of getting older, I hurt inside So many of them are only amusing if you aren't already disabled Stop talking about losing full health and ability like it ruins your life and crushes all your dreams We read it. It hurts #disability
Trauma survivors often dissociate not just because what happened was awful-- it's also because we tend to be self-aware & sensitive in ways many don't understand. It's hard to pay bills & make breakfast when you're acutely aware of how tragic & beautiful every second & breath is.
Whenever someone makes a post joking about symptoms of getting older, I hurt inside So many of them are only amusing if you aren't already disabled Stop talking about losing full health and ability like it ruins your life and crushes all your dreams We read it. It hurts #disability
#poetry prompt (from Thalia Clem): a grocery list about grief there are not enough cheeses that speak of moons or apples that were friends with the sun the fridge is such a cold place now ever since we came undone
By Thalia Clem
i might not be capable of being fine enough to stay outta the looney bin for more than 5 months :) (i use that term in the reclamation sense btw)
i'm tired of my bullshit heartache, i want to talk to my friend again.
torture that's all it is to no longer have words at my disposal to accurately describe my longings i'm trapped behind experiences i'll never be able to express again that's how it feels and i am helpless.
sorry.
I hear you in all of the music I love to listen to. The lyrics sound like your voice, the instrumental sounds like your heart, both are so painfully beautiful, it makes me cry.
this reminds me of this post from like... a year ago, I think there's laundry to do and a genocide to stop
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confessions I'll never say directly, bc they're coated in my own personal darkness (part 1): - when we hugged, I knew it was the last time - I wanted you to be prouder of me as an intelligent, empathetic adult than of the shade of a child who narrated your bible - i want you to fall in love w/ me
Please feed my friend!!!
Easily and completely yes
Does anyone know what it feels like to not be in pain?? Not sure that state of being exists
ok slay
That doesn't answer my question in the slightest lol
uhhhHhhhh I got the ick from this one,, r u ok with ppl asking u this?
I have nutrient absorption issues too, it suckssss Also, if it helps, sometimes increasing potassium helps me with the twitches too, bc taking both helps with absorption or w/e
It's usually magnesium, for me
it's a good month for exactly that, i feel :)
Come be friends with Rain, she’s great!!
HAPPY BDAY!!! :D AND HAPPY LESS THAN A WEEK FOR U OMG
more cat and that's half bc dragons are feline lizards if u get it u get it
existing as a trans, disabled, mentally and physically ill human is confusing but should not be reason for me to be 'eliminated'.
my country's politicians want me dead. family members would want me dead or brainwashed again, if they knew. the state would rather not pay for my survival. my old religion wants me dead. my old state would want me dead or completely ripped of all autonomy as a human being. some days it's too much.
People need to understand just how openly genocidal the rhetoric on the far right is getting towards transgender people. They're openly talking about eradicating us and forcefully mass institutionalizing all trans people. These are people with direct ties to the Trump administration.
once again, endlessly grateful for the newer phone. <3 ty.
Only 2:22pm but I've been resisting the urge to drink for 6h
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All that to say, I apologize But I fear the precious things in me Are scattered too far to gather Still So I shall separate myself More Again
Nightmares haven't ceased. Can count on 1 hand the number of nights I've had dreamless sleep or mild dreams in the last month. The meds help. I would be entirely mentally lost without them.
Bandaids on gashes too deep to manage - I wish I'd let them openly weep, Lifeblood Pouring Onto Gaia's bosom ... Why do I bandage At the same time as tear?
Acid seeps through my layers Until it burns my veins, My blood boiling under chemical pressure Charcoal dreams in absinthe sleep Weeping lemon tears In sulfuric mindscapes Raking phantom claws Against frustratingly real flesh Please. Just let me dissolve.
You mean so much to me.
Even if everything feels like it’s falling apart, just doing one thing for self-care helps. — drink water — wash your face — eat food — take a shower — go on a walk — play a video game — watch guilty pleasure movie — nap It doesn’t have to be perfect, it just has to be for YOU. You got this.
*me, with glasses and wide eyes with a notebook and pen* (Your post) *sadly crosses out the first line*
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& you make sure I know it, every day. You're incredible, ily, ty for asking for help so people can show care back 🧡
Big impact is made with aggregate small efforts from many people Please consider showing up for Andy the way y'all showed up for me a few weeks ago? 🫶🫂 #donate #mutualaid #mutualaidsky Stick it to the man & show some class solidarity and love. 🧡🫶
Have $5+? How about even $3 to send my bestie's way? Please help. Andy works so hard, y'all. He and Mika are working so damn hard and they do so much for their kiddo. Please help reduce their stress even a smidge! 🫶🧡 #mutualaid #fundraising #queerMA #helpahomie #buyapizza #buymeacoffee
Thank you for asking for help! I know how hard this has been on you 🫶🧡🫂 sent u what I could ily!
Ok but hear me out, what if we taxed the fuck out of really rich people
