I went to my appointment and found out that I don’t have cancer anymore.
Then I got home to a letter that I don’t have a job to go back to. Fired for “failure to return from leave.”
I need a fucking drink.
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do you guys ever think about how, when troy started messing with abed in 1x05, and they have that interaction like
“because I’m barack obama’s nephew”
“why are you telling me all this now?”
“I didn’t know if I could trust you. but now it’s time to tell you everything”
abed probably finally felt like he was really connecting with troy? like he was finally making a real friend? I mean troy was trusting him with his deepest secrets. to then find out that troy was just messing with him, and that those moments of percieved true friendship were just lies for entertainmemt… ouch.
and then him trying to adapt to troy’s view of friendship throughout the episode and him just being painfully wrong and going too over the top.
plus, troy’s position that “friends mess with each other” must originate from his high school experience. I’m sure he himself got messed with a lot as a kid/teenager. so, he learned to tell when people are lying for fun to him, and he learned how to do it to others. there’s a lot more to be said about that but again. Ouch!!!
I mean, of course it all ends well, with troy realizing that friendships don’t have to be built on surface-level pranks, and abed realizing that troy had been a real friend all along… and just them both realizing that they do genuinely care about each other, and that they’re each different from any other friend or acquaintance they’d ever had before. but yeah.
and this is all literally episode FIVE. stop it
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I want to take a moment to really appreciate the insane quality of the gemstones that @bekkathyst stocks. I really wish the pictures could do them justice but there's just no way. The flash on the labradorite and lepidolite are insane, absolutely enchanting. And beryl is my absolute favourite mineral so you know the bracelet delights me to no end. The colours are so much more beautiful in person (and it makes for a nice subtle trans pride thing too lol).
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I've been pushing myself to be more open about being trans and the positive and negative of it, not to prove that I am a person, but to show other trans people that they aren't alone. I owe my life, I think, to the trans people who have done this - gone into the nitty-gritty - and if I could do that even at a fraction of the effect, then my job is done. I don't exist to prove I am a human person and neither do you - you are already enough of a person.
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sketch bc sometimes thinking about dee's relationship with her mother, motherhood itself, and her surrogacy drives me crazy..
here are my Thoughts (rambles) on dee and motherhood by the way
on one hand she was never meant to be a mother. she doesnt have the instincts. she despises motherhood as a concept ("moms are stupid!"). on the other? she has a baby brother. which, okay, sounds funny as a twin but the less loved child was definitely less coddled. she was likely parentified as a child. look at the way barbara seems to resent dee and see her as her competition, and compared dee to every other woman (degradingly). barbara probably saw dee as a failed woman—neither graceful nor popular nor beautiful enough. imposing in dee the need to be validated and seen as a Good Woman from a young age (see entering beauty competitions at a young age; wanting to be an actress; tell me i'm good (tell me i'm as good as an idealized woman)) and at the same time instilling in her the feeling that she will never be one. i'm going off on a tangent.
remember how dennis said barbara was warm and loving? dennis was probably always cared for more by barbara (and frank was probably never around.) and so that was just the status quo in the household to treat him with care. and so dee inadvertently took on that instinct. that dennis is cared for and she isn't. that she is sacrificed for his comfort or satisfaction. she feels an obligation or a compulsion stemming from this—to take dennis' hand even though she can't say "i love you," to let him cry on her shoulder while she has to stand a little firmer even though she is also distressed, etc. but at the same time she resents it. she hates offering comfort where it is never given to her (she's trying to care for her brother in some type of way and shes learned it from her mother who never cared for her a fraction as much as she cared for her brother.) and thus she resents motherhood—which is all about selflessness—both because it is such a parallel experience to this and because she never feels she could've been a mother. not a loving one. another failure as a woman.
the baby represents everything she could've been—loving where she is unfeeling, a dee who has moved past her mother's influence to become a mother that isn't cruel, at the same time finally winning at being what a woman supposedly should be like. but she isn't any of those things. yet she's still wholly loved by the child the few minutes she gets to hold him, and i think dimly deep down, through the echoes of her mom's criticisms, dee knows the child would only grow to resent her if she was really to mother him. another failure. dee's mother was kind of right about her—if only because she doomed her to be a failure at (their notion of) womanhood and all the warmth and beauty and instincts associated with it.
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hi. fun trick that works like 85% of the time for me: when searching on a specific blog, and you know the exact tag you're looking for, put a # at the start! like, if i was hunting down a specific loz game on my blog, going to the search bar and typing '#skyward sword' will find posts specifically tagged as such. tumblr's filtering on the other hand,
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