afterall, feeling understood is the greatest form of love.

People are so eager to give advice on what to do ( which ironically they barely follow themselves) when all everyone really needs is a hug and to feel understood.

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you get me

Self dx culture is researching how your self dx conditions interact with each other and feeling even more understood after

-CCC

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10 day

i love aliens so much they're just like me and make me feel understood. in my experience as an autistic woman, these little green aliens made me feel understood in a way that i cant explain.

"and those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music" Friedrich Nietzsche

I got two weeks left and my military time is done.

I'm only obligated for one health check up per year for the next two years because I signed up for that and nothing else.

It's...really good for me, because I've run out of things to handle being in it. Patience, resiliency...just used it up after twelve years I ran out...

My threshold for stress is like below the floor.

I was always told I just care alot.

I'm told it isn't a bad thing. But it feels bad.

Perpetually and always, I feel like...nobody gets my perspective. Nobody understands.

I know I'm loved...and those that don't generally are just not good people to be around anyways.

I just. I need my life back. I need my life to be wholly mine. I can't help anymore. I won't help anymore.

I gotta realign my life choices.

I should go to bed. Just...restless. this has been...my whole adult life...pretty much.

T4T love is holy whether its sexual or romantic or platonic or monogamous or polyamorous or gay or lesbian or straight or any combination of any of those things or even something more deeply personal and undefineable

"The real point of Hbomberguy's video is being lost because people would rather clown on James specifically!" Nah man I think we're all just shocked by the depths of this particular example, I promise people are very much able to care about two things at once.

Funniest bit of the dnd movie is Xenk clearly being an NPC the DM introduced for lore and plot purposes who’s a competent fighter because of course he is, his reputation and backstory require it. But whoopsies the DM made him too powerful, the whole party likes him, and now they want him to come with to fight the BBEG which will completely and utterly fuck up the encounter balance

So instead of there being any actual plot reason he can’t join Xenk just says “I can’t. This is something only you can do.” And then walks off, never to interact with the party again because the DM just knows those little shits will find a way to use their OP creation against them

it’s very easy to tell the good satires and pastiches from the bad ones because the bad ones are too afraid to live within the form. like if you are doing work with fairy tales and you are refusing to look closer at the underlying logic and unspoken rules of what can seem at first to be a senseless form, you are not going to create meaningful work. to borrow a turn of phrase originally used by maria tatar, if you refuse to enter “the house of fairy tale” as anything more than a gawking tourist, you will miss the particular order to the way the table is set, the rooms that are locked vs the rooms that are simply difficult to enter, the set of the floorboards and the position of the furniture. whatever you build will then be a gilded imitation of how you believe the house of fairy tale ought to look, the table set according to your educated specifications and every door open. there can be no interrogation of themes from a writer who views the form as beneath them!

fraw ragatha and pomni cuddling 0v0

oh wow it's actually been a while since i've drawn them being gay... does this work for cuddling???

ragatha is now banned from moving until pomni wakes up. them's the rules..... i don't think she'd mind though. lap full of sleepy girl. heart full of joy

“ It’s overwhelming; that need to feel understood… your feelings cradled by another’s loving hands.”

To be human.

— Soulinkpoetry

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well my abigail hobbs hot take is that she understands alana as a shade of her mother (kind but blind, ineffectual and powerless), hannibal as a shade of her father (the monster who protects her and kills her in equal measures), and will as a mirror of herself (which is why she is repulsed and frightened by him despite all his efforts to connect with her)

This came to me in an early morning queer haze

Kissing my medics good morning (I am your husband heavy and I love you)