Total TMI under the cut, you’ve been warned ahahaha
So long story short, due to some weight related issues, I had gastric bypass last march and one of the things that’s fucked me up the most is my shitting habits.
Like I’ve been chronically constipated since I was a toddler, the surgery has not helped at all. It’s been worse since having my twins and becoming like sort of lactose intolerant??? Like I can still have cheese but it binds me so bad sometimes.
What did I have for dinner and a snack before that??? CHEESE BECAUSE IM FUCKING STUPID. I HAVENT HAD A REAL SHIT IN LIKE 5 DAYS BUT MY STOMACH IS SO UPSET. ALL I WANT TO DO IS TO TAKE A BIG SHIT BUT I CAN’T
Alllllll this info to say that I’m currently trying to write smut, Swiss x Sister smut at that, while trying to take a shit.
OH HAVE I MENTIONED I’M ALSO OVERDUE FOR MY PERIOD???
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Does Mr. Turner like rubbing his “son’s” successful career in Dinkleberg’s face??
He does! He brags about Timmy's success to every person within the neighborhood's vicinity. Mr. Turner loves how successful his son is! It really secures his reputation at the neighborhood HOA meetings they host at their house.
Timmy's worked very hard to gain more successes than failures. The more successful he is, the greater his family's social standing!! And the less he gets to overhear his dad ranting to the neighborhood about his failures.
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This election day, I'm thinking of my Nana.
I'm thinking of how as a young woman, she fled political violence in her native Colombia to build a new home in a more stable country. I'm thinking about how she lived a long life, but not long enough to see her home country elect its first ever progressive president (just a few months ago!).
Coincidentally, I was living in Colombia at that time (in the very city she grew up in), and I was able to witness what felt like a miracle. A very conservative country, suffering from the violent inheritance of colonization and catholic invasion and the war on drugs, against a backdrop of the dangerous global rise of the far right--this unlikely country managed to elect one of the most progressive heads of state in the world, in 2022. That's a pretty big deal.
And I'm thinking about this, this election day, because that election was won by a very thin margin. I'm thinking about how it almost didn't happen. I'm thinking about how it was only possible thanks to the highest voter turnout in 20 year. And I am thinking about the countless number of voters who chose to vote for the first time. I am thinking of the poorest and most disenfranchised citizens who showed up at the polls. I am thinking of the indigenous women who rode 12 hours on public buses to vote at the 'nearest' polling stations. I am thinking of all the money and corruption that went into preventing minority citizens from voting, and I'm thinking about how they showed up in the millions and voted anyway.
I am thinking that I would like to see a miracle like that in my own home country.
So if you're on the fence about waiting in line today to cast your vote, I hope that you will think--about the country you want to live in, the future you hope will unfold, and about all of the people it takes to make a miracle.
Because history may deem us nameless and faceless, but when we show up en masse, we are the ones who make history happen.
And yes, maybe also spare a thought for my Nana. Who was in fact a very angry and judgemental woman who supported the republican party for 50+ years, and who would be turning in her grave right now (if the family hadn't had her cremated). Think about the mean angry ghost of my Colombian grandmother, who very much wants you to not show up at the polls to support abortion and other sinful progressive values. Think about her. Do it for her. Do it for Nana.
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Did i ever tell you guys how my grandpa loved my grandma so much he didn't want her to have just an ordinary grave so he -> made a mausoleum. Did the site drainage (he was civil engineer and specialized in reinforced concrete) and it still stands 26 years later and yes its still adorable.
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so I saw People, Places and Things last weekend (and got to meet @hegodamask !!!) and please forgive me but I think I am going to be thinking about this play in some capacity for the whole of the rest of my entire life
went in knowing it was going to be heavy and thinking that I would probably cry - left feeling (mentally, emotionally, spiritually) like I had been run over by a bus
no spoilers but also heavy
WILD to watch a play that held up a mirror to not only me but most/all of my friends, my partner, my exes, and my entire family
(extremely funny to me that a lot of the reviews call Emma ‘unlikeable’ and ‘untrustworthy’ because - see the above sentence)
so many lines that have more or less come out of my mouth verbatim in the past. so many moments that had my soul trying to claw its way out of my body when I was watching her
just when I thought I had survived it there’s a moment where she does something my mum does and it absolutely destroyed me
anyway it made me want to stop drinking. and also want four thousand drinks. (stopping has won). and wish that I could see my dad one more time. and also somehow surgically remove my mother’s DNA from my own.
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well i posted that post like 4 months ago how 2024 will be good, and so far, just reaching 3 months in, my grandma died and my uncle got cancer and my sibling's apartment flooded so bad they had to move back here. so well. only up from here really 👍 in less than a week my other uncle will be here for 2 weeks (booked the tickets before the flooding) but there is little room to spare so lets see how that goes
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Kinda contemplating trying to find and get in contact with my long lost aunt but it seems like a lot of work
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objectively a stupid thing to get irritated or upset by, but i really hate when people at the centre try to tell me how lucky i am for the life i live or how good i have it, esp when they tell me they had it sooooo much worse when they were my age. they do not know me. they do not know my life. they have no idea what my situation is.
they see somebody who is exceedingly polite and unerringly kind and shows up in nice clothes most of the time. they see that i draw in a sketchbook. they see that i work on the jigsaw puzzle. they see that i hold the door for people. they see that i greet people and ask people questions about themselves in a way that makes others feel seen and heard and appreciated.
now what the fuck are they getting from that that makes them think they know anything about me or my mental health or life situation!!! if anything they should be curious because I share so little about myself with people, I tend to keep things focused on others because that's safest for me. do they not question why i am at the mental health centre so often if i apparently seem like i have such a great life ????
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In a stupid bad mood rn. My earpod fell in the toilet when I just woke up, my mom apparently made a reservation at a restaurant for her birthday but I don't have time that day, and also the lupus awareness thing I was a part of is happening rn even though they didn't send me the finished product to confirm I'm happy w it. So now there's ppl looking at my face in a hospital hall and I don't even know what I looked like
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the best part of an intro therapy appointment is when you say something that is not what you consider to be an important detail, but the therapist just says a nervous “uh-huh” and starts feverishly taking notes
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