Like I will grant you that it is straightforward enough to be a thoughtless jerk to those closest to you, especially if everything sucks and you don't have any money and are in pain all the time. But intimate partner abuse is systematized interpersonal terrorism. I mean that with every ounce of weight that such a loaded term carries. It is a methodology of forcing you, over time, into a state of hapless, confused, sometimes terrified submission. It's not a sequence of "whoopsie-daisy!" mistreatment from people sublimating their misery and lashing out. It is the gradual and insidious erosion of your selfhood, your sanity, your horizon of choice and/or its perception. It is being punished for your every move with such severity and paradoxical subtlety that you eventually just stop moving, because it's not worth the blowback of having your own needs, desires, preferences, hobbies, friends, etc. It's telling yourself that everything is fine, that probably YOU are the problem, because why else would you be going so batshit fucking crazy? (And it will make you crazy.) What if YOU are the REAL abuser?!

can I say something about Widow's Bay? I've seen a bunch of people, including critics, say the "Evan is the last descendant" was too obvious. To which, I'd like to say, "so what?" not every show has to hit you with out of this world twists. You can see something coming, and it still be important. The twist wasn't necessarily for the audience. It was for TOM. He's the one who was blindsided, he's the one who now has to live in this wild reality where the thing he's been fighting for is getting permanently smothered. I don't care if it's shocking to me, a person watching, I care that it was important and sad and heartbreaking for Tom.

being a kid and hearing adults say stuff like "woah 2011 was 4 years ago haha" didn't really convey the fucking horror of a youtube video crossing my recommended labelled "9 years ago" and it's from 2017. that's not true. 9 years ago is 2010 or something. don't lie.

love island should introduce a "scheming eunuch" islander who is like a smart and completely asexual islander exempt from being kicked off or being made to participate in any challenges and they're just there to provide advice and be a sort of sounding board for the other islanders when they need a disinterested party to talk things through with. but the scheming eunuch has secret goals unbeknownst to anyone e.g. a cash prize for talking a certain couple into breaking up etc.

listen I am all for fidget toys. But we need to go harder. Humans were actually not meant to sit through lectures without using their hands. Fight against the robotification of humanity. Do fibercrafts in your office/classroom/church. You do not need to sit there like the impassable ideal man. Do fibercrafts. Start embroidering at work. Listen to the call of the strings.