David looking like his mommy <33

Hi! would you by any chance have tips on how to get a binder when your parents refuse to buy you one? ☹️

That's definitely a sensitive and complex answer, and while I might not know of the best option for your unique situation, there are some ways you can go about this.

If it's a foregone conclusion that you cannot convince them of this, what I used to do is DIY my binder. The ways I primarily did this were:

Option One: Wearing a camisole that was one size smaller than I actually was (so, wearing a small instead of a medium, for instance), then folding it up over my chest. As a disclaimer, this may only work well if you are smaller in the chest

Option Two: Layering two sports bras in my size over each other. Some of the DIY tips I found before I got a traditional binder advised to wear one sports bra in your size, then wear another sports bra backwards in a size smaller. I would advise against this for potential safety reasons, but also because (at least personally), it can be ineffective and a waste of resources.

Some people have also had friends or other family members order their binder for them, but this can be risky, depending on your situation. While I don't know the ins and outs of your specific circumstances, risk management is important to me, so I would recommend this if it is a risk that is acceptable to make.

I understand what it's like to not have access to this resource, so what I will do is advise you against:

Binding with ace bandages (I did this before (multiple times, in fact, because of dysphoria), and believe me, not only did it hurt like hell, but it constricted my body so heavily that I may have done long-term harm)

Wearing a DIY binder (or any kind, for that matter) for longer than your body can handle

Doing DIY in such a way that even mimics binding with ace bandages. This means that your binder shouldn't constrict your ribs, breathing, or range of movement

Here are some general good practices that you should use to guide you for any type of binding, whether traditional or DIY:

When you start binding, only do so in very short sessions to begin with. While binding shouldn't outright hurt, it can be a weird transition while your body is getting used to that new sensation

Minimize heavy lifting or exercise while binding. If it is unavoidable, drink plenty of water and take plenty of breaks

Stretch after binding

Don't bind while sick or have inflammation in your lungs or chest

If you DIY, treat your binder like it is a traditional binder. Don't make the mistake of assuming you don't need to listen to your body because you aren't using a "traditional" binding method

Ultimately, listen to your body. If it is telling you that it needs a break, honour that. Your body isn't punishing you, it is trying to keep you (and it) safe, even if it doesn't feel like it

In the end, this isn't perfect. Sometimes, parents do come around, even in their own ways, even if little by little, they come around. When I first came out officially around 2016, I was convinced that my transition would be completely forbade by my family; I concealed a lot of it in the worst instances of this. However, now, I think most of my family has come through their own journey with the understanding of the reality of what and who I am. I tell you this, anon, because I want you to know that this, too , shall pass. You can make it. I know this might be devastating to you, and believe me, I know what that's like. But it won't be forever. These bridges aren't burnt forever, and I hope you can find your happiness and contentment wherever it may be.

MK1 Story Mode:

Shang Tsung: Here on behalf of a dissatisfied customer? If it's revenge you want, have at it. If it's restitution... there's nothing left.

Shang Tsung: A living? It is barely survival.

Liu Kang: I gave the sorcerers meaningless lives... They should have never gained power, let alone joined forces.

Shang Tsung vs Liu Kang intro dialogue:

Shang Tsung: Your plan to punish me has failed. Liu Kang: I wished to reform you, not punish you.

time to get pissed about the fact that constantine's father's hatred for and dismissal of him extends all the way down to his fucking name.

like yeah, john is a fine & normal name. he doesn't have any strong feelings about it and neither does anyone else. but john's mother wanted him, loved him, and iirc might have already had a name picked out for him before she died. (his older sister was named cheryl, which wasn't even in the TOP 100 most common UK girl names at the time, so there was a precedent for putting a lot of thought into naming her kids!!) and then she dies, and thomas just. doesn't. care. john, number one most common UK baby name for the four preceding decades. like john smith. like john fucking doe.

how it must feel to him when people say that name with actual affection instead of rage. how rare that is in his line of work. how different it must sound when he's wanted.

team avatar dads just hanging in the alley

what are the chances my dad (known music nerd especially when it comes to bass) would be aware of any of the context or lore around Dark Alley

god it's all so very shitty and there's nothing i can do about it.

thinking just a bit too hard about how the added depth given to tifa and aerith's friendship only increases the weight threatening to crush tifa after the forgotten capital, she already had so much to carry on her weary shoulders, she's going to have to carry even more when mideel happens, and it doesn't even stop after meteorfall, ohg od oh i love her so much i

I try to be respectful of Dabi antis but also Dabi antis shut the fuck up we get it you're gross

to be frank with you, this is the most bull thing I've ever read in my entire life.

I can't believe it's already August. I also can't believe how vastly different my life is now than it was last year around this time.

My fiance and dad were fighting. Bad fighting like to the point my dad physically attacked my fiance. Me and my fiance were trying our hardest to find a place as my dad wanted him out asap. I was trying to meditate things between them all while trying to help my mom with her alcoholism(that my dad was enabling.) All while also being terrified that if I left my mom would die.(spoiler alert she almost did)

But things got better! Me and my fiance have a beautiful home now, there's no more fighting, my mom is completely sober.(even though it took her almost dying for that to happen.)

There were so many times last year during this time that I thought I wasn't gonna make it through. I'm glad I didn't give up. Because I wouldn't have gotten to this new happier chapter of my life. Things can and do get better! Here's to hopefully many more happy chapters to come!

(discussions of religion)

y’know what? screw it, i’m gonna say it:

yes, i’m a christian

yes, i’m also lgbtq+

it is possible to be both

so you know what? i’m gonna spread a bit of positivity

to the lgbtq+ christians who can’t come out because they are surrounded by Those Christians™

i’m sorry, i honestly feel you, you’re valid, and i really do hope that things will get better for y’all

have a nice day 💖

Things I wish able-bodied people/people who don’t have chronic pain would stop asking me:

“Are you sore today?” or any variation thereof. Yes. Motherfucker the answer is YES. I am sore. I am ALWAYS SORE that’s why it’s called CHRONIC pain!

It does not go away! It never goes away! I have just had my pain become such a huge part of my daily life that I developed a tolerance for it!! So that on “good” days when the meds take enough of the edge of that I can ignore it, I can move and get stuff done! But please I am BEGGING you stop assuming that me being more physically active or getting more stuff done on a good day is me “not being in pain” because it’s not!! I just feel okay about pretending the pain doesn’t exist today! But it’s still there, it’s always fucking there and it always fucking hurts and it will NEVER stop hurting! I have been in pain since I was a teenager, 24/7, and it hasn’t fucking stopped (for reference/those that don’t regularly follow me, I am closer to 30 than 20 now lol). My pain has been a part of me so long that I don’t remember what it feels like to be a person who WASN’T in constant agony but I still go to sleep dreaming of the blissful ignorance I had as a child before the chronic pain took me the fuck out when I hit puberty (and tbh...I probably still had the pain then, I just didn’t understand that it wasn’t normal and not every child has those problems)

The difference between a good day and a bad day for me ISN’T anything to do with “not being in pain” it’s everything to do with “how well can I IGNORE the pain today?”

Because on a bad day the answer is “no”. I can’t ignore it, any of it. Stuff that I could do last week on a good day, like showering or eating food or goddamn it even getting out of bed (in case anyone is wondering where I disappear to, those are bad days and yes. I cannot leave my bed. It is that bad) are impossible. Because you might as well put a plastic spoon in my hand and tell me to use only that plastic spoon to help me scale to the top of Mt Everest. That is the level of physical, mental and emotional struggle that fighting my pain is like every day. On good days, I have proper climbing equipment and I can make it. But on bad days I have a plastic spoon, and the plastic spoon will NEVER be climbing equipment no matter how much I wish it would.

And I think a lot of people who have never experienced chronic pain don’t realise this.

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Made my list for all the things to chat with my new primary care doctor. and it’s a list. 😭 It’s my first primary care doctor in the states since I was on my dad’s insurance in hs/college. I’m like weirdly tiny toy dog shaking levels of nervous which is really frustrating. I know what’s going to happen for the most part, it’s not like the annuals I did in Korea where I just got shuffled from room to room to room without anyone talking to me.

The more people make essays on why you should like N no matter what the more I despise him, holy shit let people just not like things