Actually I'm very tempted to write a one shot of Shaxs trying to help Mariner through her war trauma. Like we know the crews mental health is something he takes very seriously, and he's the only other character in the show that we know for certain has fought on the front lines of a war. It's actually kind of odd to me that they aren't a more common friendship/ mentor pairing
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Uuuuugh. I just got off the phone with the trainer Negroni is with, and he more or less flat out told me "I do not think this horse is ever going to be safe, he's not really making any progress." And like. I know Negroni is an insecure, buddy sour, and reactive horse, but idk. I think he'll always be a little hot and spooky but I watched him make leaps and bounds of progress when he was at my barn in Virginia so I don't know if it's the trainer, the environment, what... I'm frustrated and a little upset, and I don't know what to do. Pull him from the program, sure, but I don't have time to work him every single day myself, I commute an hour both ways. I reached out to my trainer in Virginia to see if she has any full training board spots open because he did really well with her, but if she doesn't, idk what to do next.
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There's so many things I wish I could do, so many things I want to make, so many ways I wish I could help someone else, but simply surviving takes all my energy sometimes.
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imma be real with you guys i hate capitalism. i hate the things it allows.
I'm no communist by any means, i come from a ex-eastern block country, so i know it doesn't work in practice.
But i think capitalism can't sustain long and I'm sick of it. I'm sick of people living paycheck to paycheck unable to afford art. I'm sick of lots of art and creations dying or not even being born JUST BECAUSE it's not financially sustainable.
I hate that we can't have nice things because we can't trust people to not abuse the system to exploit it or cause harm to others.
I hate that we can't trust each other as people anymore. I hate that we're predisposed to love but taught hate...
Society is not meant to be like this....
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watching this clip again and thinking about girlhood and reflection and time and gender roles. like, i see my 7-year old niece, and it's gut-wrenching to watch her be pushed into the same eldest-daughter patterns of performance and forced perfection that i was as a kid, knowing what waits for her and yet not being able to save her.
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A fat quarter can be cut into 20 4inch squares
I need 10-11 4 inch squares of each color I have
Theoretically I could make 2 of this quilt
Of course, I've never made a quilt before and sewing machines hate me. BUT IF IT WORKS.....!
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I'm halfway through posting Pulse, and this is the part where I admit I have no idea what I'm doing, I guess.
It's hard to be a creator of any kind, to pour your heart and soul into a thing, that no one really has any reason to care about. Am I good enough? Only the vast universe that is the Internet can tell me that, but like the universe, it does sometimes feel like mostly void.
"I write for myself," I tell myself firmly, as I'm supposed to, if I want to keep feeling good about the time and effort I pour into this. Do I mean it? Sometimes.
"I don't need validation," I say, even less convincingly. Because, after all, I am sending this piece of myself into the void, hoping for a response.
It was never going to be easy, I knew that. There was a part of me that hoped it would be a little easier.
Anyway, I'm still committed to posting the second half, but beyond that? I don't know. This might just be the wrong approach. If there even is a right approach. (Or maybe I'm just not good enough.)
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the way none of my posts are showing up in any tags
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