The Dog With A Blog

SHAKE AROUND THAT PATHETIC WOMAN. PUT HER IN A BLENDER. THROW HER AT A WALL. CHEW ON HER. IM TIRED OF YOUR MEN ITS TIME TO TOSS AROUND YOUR GIRL BLORBO LETS GOOOO

“add tags” nah. the lesbians got me i can feel it

living in your parents house as an adult is a humiliation ritual why am i in the group chat at 23 years old going “I HATE MY DAD”

june is over... goodbye pride month, hello disability pride month!!

let's all be disabled this month... together 🤝

if you're not disabled yet: no need to worry! i can help. come closer.

affirmations they will not kill me at work today. it is not in my job description to get killed. if they did kill me at work that would be weird and probably not worth it for them

The devastating difference between how much time it takes to write something vs how fast people read it lol

you're falling in the trap!! it will be read by many people, many times, and it will live on in their memories. and maybe no single other human will match you in time spent dedicated to your story, but as a collective we will outlast you. acts of creation only grow when they are shared

This. Writing is not like dinner. It can be consumed many times

you write it once so it can be read forever

to you that's just a funny kitty but to me that's my MUTUAL'S funny kitty. [smugly] i know its name.

my first words were wikipedia.com

"prev": in australian courts lawyers have to call other lawyers "my friend", a sort of compulsory polite regard that completely disregards whatever actual relationship you have with each other in favour of acknowledging the situation you are in. be it the case that you are my dearly beloved mutual, my beloathed foe, or a random stranger i found in the tags to get to an earlier point in the post before a slew of dumb comments got added: you have said something to which i must refer. and to me, today, you are prev.

Happy pride, everyone ❤️

this is really interesting in how it frames disability/low spoons/etc as not being a series of internal symptoms, but specifically a situation in which daily tasks increase in complexity. for example i used to be able to wash the dishes normally. but now mental and physical issues combine to make that situation have a lot of prequalifications (do I have time, energy, how long can I do it without being sore the next day) that means many more steps are involved in getting that single physical act of washing a dish to be done.

I’m trying to remember the quote. “On a good day, doing laundry is three steps. On a bad day, the first step is getting out of bed.”

I think when you correctly identify a trauma that is the base of a woe of yours it should just disappear. It should be like "aaahh. you got me" and vanish and leave 100 dollars behind