Torchwood-99

My first conversation about PCOS with my new endocrine/OBGYN was about weight management and how that could improve my fertility when I eventually wanted kids. It wasn't asked what my goals were for my health or if I wanted kids, just assumed.

I was a hormonal, depressed mess. I hated my body. My body dysmorphia was so bad that I cloistered myself away from so much. I wore hoodies and jeans in the 90°F, 80% humidity summers. This was considered fine. I was given metformin and birth control pills and told this was all that could be done. That PCOS wouldn't affect my life until I wanted to be pregnant. I wasn't asked if I wanted to be pregnant, just assumed.

I don't know how many PCOS groups I joined on my early 20s hoping to find community and commonality for body dysmorphia and symptom management, only to be bombarded with fertility treatments and tips and 'inspirational conception' anecdotes. They never asked if I was attempting to conceive, just assumed.

like…..maybe this is just what I’VE seen but I feel like the ‘Gywn’ isn’t relevant idea has just exploded recently…

Coincidentally it happened after the Valkyrie Promo.

And it’s amazing: Gwyn introduced us to the Valkyries and was the first to officially become one.

Gwyn and Emerie, the former glancing toward Azriel, who watched in silence. “So show me what you learned. Cut the ribbon in two.” we slice the ribbon in two,” Emerie asked Gwyn warily, “and our training is complete?”

Gwyn again glanced to Azriel, who drifted closer. She said, “I’m not entirely sure.”

They were gone for a whole week, and by the time they returned, the beam had already been installed. What happened between Gwyn and Azriel during that time? How did they interact 👀

And then Gwyn looks to him for reassurance, and Azriel drifts closer, almost instinctively, like he's trying to comfort her.

Faramir gives Éowyn a ring with a sea blue gem of Dol Amroth that belonged once to his mother Finduilas. It is a strange gem that shifts in color depending on the nature of light that it reflects. In bright sunlight it shines greenish turquoise, like the clear water of the quays of Dol Amroth in summer. In cloudy weather it becomes silver-gray as the sea in a storm, and in candlelight it looks almost purple, in the way that the ocean reflects the violet shades of coming night.

Faramir gives this ring to his bride-to-be out of love for his mother and her people and as a symbol of renewal of the joy of his house. Yet to Éowyn it takes on different meaning: child of the plains she knows little of the moods of the sea, and instead to her the stone is one of air and wind and sky. All her life she has stared upward at it, wide and arcing. She knows its moods and habits. When the gem sparkles bright blue in the sunlight, she knows that it is the color of a peaceful clear morning, or of a warm afternoon of light wind and endless possibility.

When the gem desaturates of color, she understands it to have taken on that pewter hue of building storms, and instead candlelight the gem sparkles with the violet of last light, of night rising like a wave or a wall and marching steadily over the open lands of the Mark.

They're preying on insecurities to do it. Yes, you can write an essay - but can you write a good essay, they ask you. Do you not want to improve your output? Do you not want people to think of you as competent and very clever? Why go through the mortifying process of failing and failing and failing until you succeed if you can just skip the "learning" part of doing, and simply generate a ready-made product?

I'm preaching to the choir here obviously but it's a concerning thing to witness nonetheless. My kid is 6 next week and I've been teaching her that failing at things is morally neutral and in fact necessary even before the advent of AI, but it's becoming ever more important that we teach the kids that criticism and failure and discomfort aren't necessarily bad things, but just a part of the growth process.

Azriel before that:

Scenario 2: Gwyn doesn’t get the necklace from Clotho.

Azriel before that:

No one owes artists anything.

What a surprise, it hardly seems like the same people who threatened to use witchcraft even against SJM's children.