here there be dragons

your knight's unending loyalty for you is kinda parasocial and lowkey problematic...

OH MY GODDDDDDDD i forgot to go to the WIZARD STORE and get the SPELL I NEEDED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

does anyone have tips for the final fight in bg3 without globe of invulnerability

for real tho it feels exhausting that ive seen this whole "woman should be allowed to abstain from X beauty standard" -> "i perform X beauty standard, am i evil? do you think im evil? please forgive me i came up with a dozen excuses 🥺" since like 2015 (and i know its been going on longer than that) like girl thats not the poiiiiint

look me in the eyes. repeat after me. "i face societal pressure to perform this beauty standard. i should not face that pressure. i conform to this standard. i am rewarded for performing to this standard. i need to respect women who do not perform this standard. this is not about whether or not i am a sinner for wearing makeup."

OH MY GODDDDDDDD i forgot to go to the WIZARD STORE and get the SPELL I NEEDED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

does anyone have tips for the final fight in bg3 without globe of invulnerability

My "I hate nuance" shirt is raising a lot of questions to which I have definitive answers

the way the inquisitor hunts dragons is almost too on-the-nose as an encapsulation of everything wrong with the game thematically

they had a character say, “mankind blunders through the world, crushing what it does not understand; elves, dragons, magic...the list is endless.” in the game. in the game they said that. in the game where they let you hunt dragons just for sport with no consequences while leading an andrastian army while being the unambiguous good guy. in that game they said that

The underlying idea is that in some people – and I stress some people – chronic illness might look like this: a very ancient and primitive part of the brain and nervous system believes it has detected danger, possibly a tiger or something like that, and so it produces pain or a whole range of symptoms in an effort to get the sufferer to close down and protect herself. The nervous system does this very effectively and it can carry on doing it for decades. It is really very inventive. I feel that mine ought to be eligible for some sort of prize.

As an ill person, you have gone down into a sort of underworld, sometimes oppressive, sometimes not; either way, what people say and think in the world above matters less and less. This can be very freeing for a scholar, a saint, a musician or an artist. I remember Kathy Acker saying something similar when talking about her writing process. At least I think it was Kathy Acker; I’m going back to the 1970s, so I can’t be entirely sure. But whoever it was described a nocturnal existence; she wrote at night in order to be free from other people’s thoughts. To return to illness and language. If, in one sense, language “runs dry” in the face of illness, in another sense it is desperately needed. I remember in a discussion group long, long ago (I think about the importance of story) a young woman saying that she had once been ill and that she couldn’t get better until she was able to tell herself a story about what had happened to her. This struck me at the time as an important truth.

So many women have internalized the idea that being difficult makes people think less of them, when in my experience the opposite is almost always true. Every single time I have spoken up, voiced what I actually need and refused to shrink the moment in order to be more comfortable for everyone else in the room, I have been approached afterward by people who wanted to know me better. There is no reward waiting for you on the other side of making yourself smaller. People do not love you more for taking up less space, they simply get used to you taking up less space and adjust their expectations accordingly. Every time I have been exactly as audacious as the moment required, it has opened doors rather than closed them and I have made real connections directly because of it rather than in spite of it.