Lover Relearning Love

#Masochist Christians used to just whip themselves not whatever this is

The arguments against varied from “hotels can’t afford it” to “you should plan your periods women, you have apps for that” to “but what if men eat tampons by mistake” (what???)

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They have also posted a few other times referencing an uncle, but presumably most of these are about different uncles? But here they are anyways:

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I asked him again if we could at least get them out and kill them quickly, after all he was the one who taught me to put a suffering animal (or bug) out of its misery. He finally conceded and scooped the bees out of the bucket. He put them in an empty Chobani yogurt container and put the plastic container outside.

Because he had disrupted the hive with the earlier honey collection, there were bees flying all over outside.

We put the 3 little bees in the container on a bench and left them to their fate. My dad called me out a little while later to show me what was happening. These three little bees were surrounded by all their sisters (all of the bees are females) and they were cleaning the sticky nearly dead bees, helping them to get all of the honey off of their bodies. We came back a short time later and there was only one little bee left in the container. She was still being tended to by her sisters.

When it was time for me to leave, we checked one last time and all three of the bees had been cleaned off enough to fly away and the container was empty.

Those three little bees lived because they were surrounded by family and friends who would not give up on them, family and friends who refused to let them drown in their own stickiness and resolved to help until the last little bee could be set free.

Bee Sisters. Bee Peers. Bee Teammates.

We could all learn a thing or two from these bees.

but i never brought it up. when i had tantrums or cried, it was always about tiny unrelated things that set me off after all the stress had built up. i knew that these experiences were uncomfortable, but seeing no one else around me complain about them just made me assume that life was meant to be kind of painful in those ways. 

even today it barely crosses my mind to tell people when i don’t like something, and i’m quick to accept requests that are actually too much for me because of the idea that everyone else can do it. ironically, most neurotypical people are much better at saying that they don’t want to do something, even when this is often due to something as simple as not feeling like it as opposed to me who is struggling due to sensory, executive function, or socializing issues. 

My 11-month male cat lets my foster kittens nurse on him.

youre saying the nighttime shema near an open window. you hear a haunting scream that's just a little too close to you, so you pause your prayers to shut the window and close the blinds. all of G-d's creations are worthwhile, there's just some you're not meant to know so closely.

youre studying torah on a porch swing in front of a field and a forest older than anyone can remember. a herd of deer is nibbling on the foliage, and one of them looks at you with too much understanding in it's eyes. you smile at it and give it a polite nod. its important to respect all creatures, and this one doesnt seem particularly dangerous, just a bit too intelligent for the form it was given.

you've been working all day taking care of the horses. you spend a few minutes relaxing in a patch of buttercups on the tallest hill in the pasture and accidentally fall asleep for an hour or so. you make your way to the nearest water trough and use it to rinse your hands. your favorite horse is there, and he's a little confused about what you're doing with his water but he's happy to get treats and ear scratches.

they’re calling it block party 2024. just blocking and ignoring countless celebrities who havent said shit about palestine. influencers, actors, anyone who went to the met gala, whatever, they’re getting blocked. and people keep talking about how cathartic it is, how good it feels, how they never realized they could DO that. there was some kind of subconscious law against blocking famous people, but it’s broken, and people are LOVING it. and it’s WORKING. a social media/digital advertising coordinator was talking about how ad companies are PANICKING, because they can’t accurately target anymore. so many big influencers, including fucking LIZZO started talking about palestine the MOMENT their follower counts started going down. and the best part? no one is forgiving them. lizzo posted a tiktok asking people to donate to palestinian families, and all the comments just said you’re a multimillionaire. put your money where your mouth is. blocked.

does this not fill you with immense pride and joy

Me who did a 14 hour marathon on the weekend with a team of 7 spinners and knitters to shear a sheep and knit a man's jumper in as short a possible time:

Here's the jumper by the way. 14 hours earlier it was on a sheep.