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I’m so glad I traded the “eww you wear a shirt for more than three days in a row? Also you should wash your hair. You don’t move enough to eat that.” friends for the “judging people for their hygiene makes you an asshole. You’re also a perfectly normal weight for your height, pls stay healthy” friends
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Non-Euclidean Nan Elmoth mayhaps this day?
“I suppose,” he says after the third time Glorfindel almost calls his king Turukáno, “that the Gondolindrim have little respect for the Ban, then?”
Glorfindel freezes, caught out, and stammers, “Yes, not – not much at all, really.” Maeglin grits his teeth, and Glorfindel makes it worse: “Do you… speak Quenya?”
“Not much at all, really,” he snaps in answer, cursing himself the next breath as Glorfindel cringes away from him. He’s been trying not to frighten Glorfindel so much, trying to practice non-invasive diplomacy, but – Mother tried. She tried. They both thought they could afford for those lessons to be rare, more than they could risk being careless about hiding them.
found out last year I was veeeery iron deficient and anemic after donating a bunch of blood. started getting iron infusions this year and suddenly I am capable of writing again………………inchresting
thinking thoughts
Sometimes I think how my whole life has been spent living near large bodies of water. I've inevitably, despite being a pretty strong swimmer, had some close calls. Namely when I was young I nearly drowned twice and then later as a teen i almost did because of a muscle cramp. I was thankfully never alone though so I was fine. But sometimes I think about about mer versions of my f/o's and them being my repeat rescuers.
Like i imagine the couple times from childhood and then the long stretch to my teen years when it finally happens again. Enough time passing for me to think maybe it was all my imagination. Then to be swimming alone, maybe later than i should, alone, foolishly. And something goes wrong. I don't think there's going to be anyway out of it. And then there's a silhouette of someone's torso that's quickly melts into a tail that shimmers with dark scales- and then the world is washed away with the dark water. The last thing I truly have a sense of is the vague feeling of being held close to someone.
Waking up is a surprise. Not as big of a surprise as the beautiful young man leaning over me though, his cool hand brushing over my face. "There you are. You know.. at this rate I'm going to start thinking you're doing this on purpose. Not that I can judge."
He's so familiar it aches. Older than how I remember him but still.
"Y-you're real." My voice croaks from the water i'd swallowed
He laughs because of course he's real
"Oi! Mackerel what do you think you're doing?! We were supposed to leave before they woke up!" A shell whizzes past the pretty man's head only because he ducked to the side at the very last second.
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I write today to unfortunately terminate my client/therapist arrangement with you. First of all, I would like to say thank you to you. I have received excellent professional help from you over the course of our arrangement. What you have taught me as we worked through my circumstances together has made a difference in my life and I will carry that learning and skill acquisition forward as I continue my journey of health and wellness.
However I find that I can no longer continue with our current arrangement given that I have come to view you more closely than is appropriate for a client/therapist relationship. I am increasingly concerned that I am holding back the worst details of my mental state and circumstances due to my wish to be thought of by you in a positive light with my best for forward, and this not only hinders my ability to be honest about my situation and receive proper assistance, but also hinders your role in giving me the best professional service as my therapist.
I find we have much in common, I enjoy and look forward to seeing you, and I want you to be able to read my writing and give honest feedback without the added complexities of a professional client/therapist arrangement overlaying our interactions.
I understand if this means we will no longer be in contact, at least and especially until I find a new, suitable therapist (and in that regard I welcome any recommendations you may have) but I do hope that in time we can resume cordial communications and a friendship beyond our initial, professional connection.
To find another lesbian, in person, with whom I can share and whose opinions and insights I value is important to me and to my outlook as a sexual minority. I do not want to jeopardize either your professional conduct nor my own health and wellness journey as a result of my evolving opinion of you and my subsequent behaviour.
Again, please accept my sincerest thanks for your kind, professional, and intelligent assistance and I look forward to a day when we can pursue a friendship of equal respect, caring, and joy.
Anon, tthis is such a good message.
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