#naharie

So, do you have any preferences you wish me and/or others to be aware of? Or do you not wish to say, and in that case, would using they/them be offensive to you?

Also, happy pride month!

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Most people here use they/them, and out of a desire to keep myself somewhat ambiguous, I've decided to go with that. But I might share my real blog in 953 days, which might come with my preferred pronouns!

We have a counselling session in school (today). Though they are just individuals who will blab everything you say to your parents exactly. We have it on alternative weeks. And they are usually only provided to students who are bad at grades as though being academically smart indicates mental stability.

I won't go today,besides they won't help me anyways because my grades aren't something one may classify as "bad" at all . But I will remember everything some people told me yesterday.

I was told that saying trick or treat growing up was rude. Also, we didn't trick or treat. 😏 Ahem . . .

So, first of all, you like my past selections enough that I had to go with another K Y Craft one. Just to make sure you get what you expected. This is Psyche right after Cupid dumped her.

Second, you remind me strongly of this: Alfred Bierstadt's 1868 In the Sierra Nevadas California. Bierstadt is my second favorite painter, and is a member of my second favorite group of painters, the Hudson River school, who were really the first U.S. painters and are amazing especially with light. I took longer answering your ask because Bierstadt has 400-something paintings for me to sort through!

Favorite toys growing up? The ones that sparked your imagination? Or places/things/characters that did?

Favorite/least favorite textures?

Most practical cold weather clothing item or strategy?

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(An increasingly less relevant border of emojis that I meant to enhance the meaning and then took on a bit of a life of their own.)

I never really had any favorite toys. Didn't own a lot of toys of my own at all. What sparked my imagination the most was actually a combination of what I saw of the lives of others.

Favorite texture? Mmm. Something that is the right merging of smoothness and roughness. Think velvet but just a little bit more rough.

Last favorite texture? Plastic or ultra smooth surfaces. Think the outside of raincoats, bed sheets, and silk.

On the one hand I wish I could look away guilt free, but when I'm trans and disabled, have queer friends and disabled friends, and am building relationships with people of different ethnicities, it feels reckless, inconsiderate, uncaring, and foolish to not try to at least track which awful things will affect me or people I care about. I want everyone to stay safe and get the help they need. But, for example, if ICE was coming to my area...I feel like I would have an obligation to let certain people know and try to help them. If legislation passes criminalizing some basic aspect of my every day, shouldn't I know to avoid penalties? I'm more good out of jail than in, even when disabled, right? All the kinds of things I worry about.

And so despite the severe emotional pain from (what some might call as "over") empathy, I keep looking. Pain from the atrocities. Pain from the evil and death. Pain from the simple injustice of things. Pain at one abomination after another.

I'm sorry for such a long winded ask. I am going somewhere, I promise.

Which is this: what advice, if any, do you have for coping with this world right now? How do I keep on top of the things I have to know for my safety and that of others around me without further depression and despair?

I'm already trying to get into traditional therapy for mental health stuff, but the only place that might do what I need has already told me that they will get back to me in a month (or a little less if I am very lucky) to schedule my actual appointments...a while out from that point. So I'm trying desperately to find ways to hold on in the meantime.

If this is too personal, feel free to DM me, and/or post this anonymously or whatever snippets you think would help other people. Obviously I desire help, but if I can't get it, maybe my words can help someone else.

I read it once, found it utterly boring. Tried it twice, a third time, couldn't hold my attention. Tried two of the video series, also couldn't hold my attention. Perhaps it's because of the sordid mundaneness of my own religious trauma related issues. I remember being really sad when the narrator gets back to Brideshead: like, buddy, you were here a long time ago and it didn't feel good, you had close relationships with people from here that didn't turn out well and still felt a little distant, and you still go back feeling something positive or hopeful for it?

Maybe you have insight you'd like to share? I've read a couple things on it, but mostly catholic people are like, it's great!!! A classsic!!!classic!!!!! Symbol of the church!!! (Really, it's because it's catholic to some degree. But they will try to trick you into thinking it's a literary rather than automatic opinion.)