I don't wanna @ anyone because I understand how fast things seem to move in today's landscape of streaming shows dropping entire seasons in one day, and networks pumping out new series constantly to try to attract more subscribers with no intent to actually maintain those shows over time but I just saw someone self-deprecatingly lament that they are still thinking about a show that ended almost a year ago, making fan art and playlists for it, and I want to be very clear:
you can still create fanworks when it comes to old media!! PLEASE do!! there are always going to be new fans who will appreciate it, and veteran fans who are dying for new content and new perspectives. also, less than a year is NOTHING. the original Star Trek series was on TV six decades ago and there are still people losing their minds over it, writing stories and reblogging gifsets daily, and that's only one example.
a fandom lasts as long as there are people who love a thing, even if it's only a handful of people. love what you love and write and draw and make gifs and playlists about it!
Maybe stop dating in general if you feel the need to break things your partners enjoy
I'll never understand the people who date someone with a specific hobby that they hate.
Like, if I hated gardening enough to pull my wife's plants, why the fuck would I date a gardener?
I have a theory about this: A number of people think hobbies (some hobbies more than others) are what people (certain kinds of people especially, but could be anyone) do to fill the space that will eventually be occupied by a romantic partner. So they don't care about the hobby, because they expect to supplant it
I hate that that makes sense.
Flashback Friday: Originally posted May 13th, 2020
Please don't ask me for my honest opinion if you don't want one. It'll make both of our lives easier.
A sweet little story about one of the many modern variations of a family.
My brother started dating a woman a while back who has a six years old son, Jamie. He’s an anonymous donor child, meaning he technically doesn’t have a father. At least not one he’s ever likely to meet. His mother has no siblings so his whole life his only family has been her and his two grandparents.
My brother, despite his mental illness, has taken the caretaker role upon him as best as he can and Jamie has accepted him fully into the family.
Now my brother and his girlfriend are about to have another child together. This child will be calling my brother “dad”, our mother “grandmother” and my sister and I “aunts” so my brother and his girlfriend agreed with my mother that Jamie should of course be allowed to call us those things too so he won’t feel excluded.
Thing is, no one told me about this plan.
I was looking at my phone when Jamie snug up on me and said in a quiet but very deliberate way “You’re my aunt”
We have different words for people who are related to us by blood and those married into the family. He used the blood relative word. Thanks to my ADHD I don’t always know what will come out of my face but luckily my response that day was “....Yeah, I suppose I am”
He gave me this huge excited smile and since then he has regularly tried to figure out what we all are in relation to him. What should he call my sister’s boyfriend and should he call our mom’s husband “granddad” even though we don’t call him “dad”? There’s more possible words to use for family members in Danish than in English so he hasn’t quite settled on what to call us but that will most likely happen automatically when his baby brother is born and is told from the start what we are.
It’s just really sweet how excited he is about suddenly having a much bigger family. He’s especially excited for the biggest Christmas he has ever had (12 people, but that’s huge when you’re used to 4)
it’s easy to forget, so I’ll remind y’all: you can make fantasy versions of anything. yes even things you might not think about. like soil types. I am thinking of fantasy soil types right now
It’s practically 2014 and you guys still don’t know how to google if an article is real or not before giving it 100,000 notes
Flashback Friday: Originally posted May 24th, 2020
I've spent my life having people misspell my name and it drives me up the wall! This why I do my utmost to make sure I never misspell anyone else's name so I don't make them suffer like I have suffered!
Instead of asking yourself if you “really need” an accommodation or disability aid, try to reframe this and ask yourself “will it help me or make things easier for me in any way?”
Think about whether it would improve your quality of life, or lessen your pain or just make things a little easier for you.
Just because you can get by without something doesn’t mean you should have to. You don’t need to be in the most dire need to make use of aids or accommodations. If they make things better for you in any way, you deserve that.
Notice: not only do your friends actually like you, they secretly like you twice as much as they let on
An experience that made me feel much more assured in my friendships was at college, a friend and myself were talking about a third friend of ours and how cool and knowledgeable and smart she is and how we feel like we could never be that cool. The next day I was working with a professor on some paper presentations we were about to have and when I came out of the staff room I was informed that these two aforementioned friends were having the same discussion about me. And it turns out we spent a lot of time thinking about our friends who aren't currently in the room and gushing over how cool and smart and talented they are without being able to say all of it to their face.
Your friends secretly love you a lot more than they already express, just like you love them so intensely that saying it all to their faces would sound clumsy to your own ears. It's true though
I’ve had more than one friend say “no, listen to me for one second: you are literally and actually one of my favorite people, I enjoy your presence in my life” and if that won’t rock a foundation …
It’s so good to be loved.
who are you fucking
im fucking tired bitch that’s who
Each autistic experience is different, but every autistic person understands the autistic experience better than any neurotypical.
This is from the book "What I Mean When I Say I’m Autistic" by Annie Kotowicz! (x)