A Lady Asked Me How Much It Cost To Make Her A Purse Of A Well Known Style In Cotton Fabric Of A Particular

unfortunately if you are an old friend of mine i will always care about you no matter what even if we haven't seen each other in forever because i still remember what you were like 7 years ago and i still remember how it felt to be young with you and i still have a lot of love for you in the back of my mind

oh emily wilson translation of the iliad we’re really in it now

Something that a lot of people don’t realize is that once you get even the most shy, introverted history major talking about their favorite area of history they will talk for hours if you let them. 

Most of the history majors that I know have one or two periods/families/people that they are intensely interested in. If you attempt to tell them that it’s boring or doesn’t matter they will fight you and proceed to inform you of how it provides context for such and such historical event, power dynamic, movement, or invention. Even just imagining someone telling me that history is irrelevant makes me want to argue about why it’s useful, relevant, and important and what skills you can learn from studying it.

I think that this is also  true for most people that are interested in a history related field. 

Ranting

I feel really sad lately. Feel almost alone because I feel like no one really understands me. I try to make friends online, but most people just blame me for things out of my control or just get upset with me because I struggle to take jokes or anything. I have two friends I really care about and I should be happy about that, but when they are busy I just feel even more alone. Feel like I'm almost dependent on other people which is bad and I need to fix that. I think I need to find happiness in myself, but it's so hard when you live with so much guilt and trauma. Feels like my own mind and skin is filthy and can't get clean so I crave other people to be around so I can take my mind off of it. I'm sorry to rant about this, I just don't know what else to do and wanted to get it off my chest and throw into void. I just feel scared to talk about my issues sometimes cause what if I word it wrong and someone gets mad at me? I'm sorry if this seems like a pity me or something, I just want to curl up in a ball and cry because feel sad, alone, and like I'm a bad person.

“Masking privilege” for autistic people reminds me of “straight passing privilege” for queer couples or “cis passing privilege” for trans people. As soon as other people find out that you’re autistic, or queer, or trans, you no longer have that privilege, so why say you have it at all?

It’s not a privilege to work myself to death in a poor attempt to fit in with allistic cis straight people as a medium-high needs autistic. I can’t really mask at all, though I can kind of “tone down” some of my more obviously autistic behaviors.

“Masking privilege” is bullshit.

Pile I   -  Friedel Anderson , 2013.

German,  b. 1954  -  

Oil on canvas , 80 x 65 cm

I don’t know if it’s my autism that makes me this way or what, but I have been having a strong feeling of injustice lately. My brain won’t stop thinking about how the world treats certain people as lower than most just because of their disabilities, sexuality, race, economic standpoint, and much more. I can’t get over how unfair it is. I know that’s how life is just going to be especially in the world we live in today, but I wish I could do something about it. I just want everyone to be treated fairly and seen as a human being, not some creature that is lower than anyone else. I’m so sorry to everyone who faces this discrimination and please know that there are people who are here for you. I’ll always be there to support you as well. You are loved and cared for beyond your wildest imagination. Also, I’m sorry if this doesn’t make sense, I struggle with communication but I’m trying.

Ohana means Family

Your family loves you

They take care of you

They teach you new things

They love to spend time with you

You play and joke around together

You would do anything for each other

They’re the ones you look up to

And they respect and learn from you as well

Together you can get through anything

No matter how long you’re apart

They’ll never truly be gone

In the one you were born into, not everyone may be family

But somewhere, you will find your family

They will love you

And they will be there for you

They will stand by your side

And you will find them

Because everyone has a family somewhere

September 26th is National Family Day!

This blog is not participating in the Tumblr "Blackout"

Why? It's the start of Disability Pride month. Much of the systems in society are deliberately hostile to disabled folk, even the ones that are supposed to "help" them. Pride last month around the world held events that weren't accessible for disabled queers. These people are routinely cut out from society, assaulted, harrassed, and treated less than second class. People will physically move people in wheelchairs out of their way, cut them off, and stand in front of them as they try to move. They're shamed, insulted, laughed at, and mocked.

I know many are upset about Tumblrs recent changes, but if you truly want to help increase the accessibility of this site, especially for the sight or hearing impared or those who need to use third party applications to help them navigate the site, then a blackout isn't the way to do it. What you can do is add disability tags to your liked tags, or search up disability tags and see what disabled folk are saying they need from the site and either pay to blaze or come together as a community to amplify their voices and drown out ableists that constantly put them down. Disabled people face unique bigotry and deserve to have their needs blasted to the crowd and actions taken by abled folk to help them in the way they ask to be helped. One of the biggest issues I commonly see is abled folk assuming they know whats best for someone with a disability. If you're not disabled in the way someone else is, never assume you know what their needs are; always ask and listen closely.

This is a link to the proposed blackout and further reasons at the bottom why you shouldn't join this attempt, largely because Tumblr is set up in such a way that a blackout would do nothing but silence disabled voices:

Do not join the blackout. Go support disabled folk instead. Sit down and listen to them. They've a lot to be angry about, and it's damn time people listened.