When you said you worked 24 hrs I thought you did transfer/flight. 24 in the hospital is insane o_O
understaffed, government keeps firing nursing aides / nurses / everyone
it’s not even technically legal, but it’s what we have to do when we’re nearly at 100% capacity but with 60% of the staff we had two years ago 😭
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btw, im aware my country is killing each other
and it’s all because the left side of the congress (yes, sadly the left here isnt as “liberal” as you think) didnt want to bring forward the presidental elections because they are all corrupted jerks that want to stay until 2024 with their money.
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MMMMMMMMM GOOD THINGS ARE BEING SAID.
Martin consistently stutters, consistently allows himself to build up to a point where his frustrations have nowhere to go other than an abrupt spurt of anger that can almost seem out of character to him in the beginning but are, in fact, intrinsically linked to who he is as a person. He sidesteps his own comfort in favour of others' and expresses his feelings in providing for those he cares about. Simple gestures, like a cup of tea. And later (avoiding spoilers) Bigger Gestures.
Martin has convinced himself he does not matter and attempts to make himself small as a result. Be kind, be gentle and offer comfort to those around him in an attempt to convince them to let him stay. Historically he's been an emotional punching bag for others. His mother, then Jon- you can assume later Lukas too (though in a very different manner).
It's not until much later he starts expressing himself in more honest ways (i.e. post Lonely). He admits his faults and asks for things. Allows his anger and frustration to bubble up organically. Isn't as afraid to express these things as now he's confidant he won't be left in the dirt as a result of taking up space.
"I am Martin Blackwood and I am not lonely anymore."
English tea is the most inoffensive thing to offer someone as a source of comfort. The smallest and most effective way to provide in a workspace that he has very little idea to what he's doing in thanks to fudging the records to get in in the first place. The mugs may as well have "Please keep me, I'm helping, see?" written on them.
So yes. Yes and Thank you.
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‘What is she looking at?’
I haven’t had time to post anything lately, I’m hoping to be more active here in a couple weeks after the play I’m in is over, just a very busy time for me rn.
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Now that i'm living in a english speaking country, I realized the hardest part to speak a second language is the phrases.
Grammars you can make do so long people know what you're saying and in writing there are programs to help you. And singular words, i know what they mean but compiling them into phrases?? That's like.. a whole different beast on its own its like learning another language on top of that one
Here's an example im still embarassed about :
I was trying to say how networking works by talking to more people and have your works spread by word of mouth.
But see, i didn't remember that phrase in english. I remember them, in my first language. And the literal translation of it would be 'mouth to mouth'. Which. Ya know. Means more kissing in english than spreading information via speaking to other people
It's a small things but you'll notice it more and more. And this is only phrases. We're not including expressions, what counts as a joke or an insult or a compliment. The thing im thinking about is probably not phrases either idk what it is but it sure is frustrating
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one of my reasons to keep going and thrive is to see international shipping again, so I can send a huge ass package with a fun things to a random mutual overseas
maybe i was spoiled with this earlier, but i just fkin love people and I love sharing. If to think, even in the age of globalization it still feels like a little miracle to send something to the far place of the Earth where a real person will recieve it.
had this thought today at work and felt my eyes wet
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Do you ever think about how Fakir, after him and Ahiru finally broke everything that kept the town of Goldkröne in the ghostly hands of its writer, after they finally have some air of peace over the town finally being able to live in its intended early 2000s environment, that Fakir still feels at times like it's not real and that for a while he fears that if he closes his eyes it'll be back in Drosselmeyer's control. Like it just doesn't feel real to him during that first year of calm, until he feels the dull pain on his recovering hand injury and Ahiru who follows him without a pendant anywhere to be found.
He doesn't feel it's real, the calm finality of this town, but he makes sure to feel the scar on his hand. And he makes sure to hold the little duck and realize that she is who she has always been. Him and the town are finally living peacefully.
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Chemtrails Over The Country Club 🤍
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“I'm not bored or unhappy, I'm still so strange and wild”
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“you're in the wind, I'm in the water
nobody's son, nobody's daughter”
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“it's never too late, baby, so don't give up”
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“you're born in december and I'm born in june”
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