#bosting

Hello! My name is E.C. Miller and I run a small online store called “ThreadyToGo” and the money is going towards a chest binder and my eventual top surgery, so ever dollar and cent helps me out! I ship internationally for a low price, all of the prices of items are converted to your currency and since pride’s coming up it’s the perfect time to look into a bracelet/pin of your own! I also have blind bags and bulk orders!

Also till the end of pride month all bracelets are 20% off with code “PRIDETIME”, so this makes it a perfect time to buy from me! 

Note: Agender, Neutrois, Demigirl, Demiboy, Demigender, Genderfluid are available 

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Note:  Agender & Neutrois is also available! 

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All of the bracelets are available, inexpensive, cute and in the process helping a non-binary person!

Also on top of that, custom orders are available! So Everyone can find something here!

And in honour of pride I’m now selling handmade soft pins that are now for pre-order (20 available at the moment), they do not count for the sale as they are for pre-order but the money foes go to the same place!

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If you are interested please contact me at @apeskyhedgehog or check out the store here. 

If not please reblog, it would mean a lot to me. Any amount of help would mean a lot, and I would be in debt to you for one thousand years!

I hope you have a great day!

Tired of hearing everyone talk, with false humility, about what they’ve accomplished over the past year? Me too

Be careful out there: it’s boasting season. Maybe you’ve already been cornered at a party, received your first round-robin email, opened a card to find a typed insert of “family news”, or stumbled on a social media post where someone lists their 2023 accomplishments with the baffling hashtag #humbled (you’re not, are you? Quite the opposite)...

I struggle with “success bombing” as I saw it described recently; everyone’s accomplishments all up in your face. Saying that makes me sound like I’m self-effacingly modest, a paragon of self-deprecation, which would be a brag of sorts, too – but I’m not modest. I’m insecure, in thrall to comparison, inclined to see others’ successes as a reproach for all I haven’t achieved. Isn’t there a bit of that in both extremes of this dance-off between compulsive self-deprecation and the desire to scream success from the rooftops? We’re all insecure and hungry for validation, aren’t we?

Well, not all of us. I’ve realised it’s possible not to feel threatened by other people’s expressions of pride at their and their family’s successes, whether or not it tips into bragging. I know, because there are people in my life who are comfortable and secure on their own path, able to feel simply happy for others, or if someone’s really overegging it, gently, indulgently amused. I wish I was like them, the weirdos.

So maybe those of us who feel a twinge of recognition at that Gore Vidal quote about dying inside at others’ success need to find a coping strategy other than grinding our teeth to dust? This year, I’ve adopted a blandly beatific: “That’s wonderful!” Because actually, I suppose it is? Anything that adds a drop to the leaky pot of human happiness is worth embracing.