sappho [she/her]
It’s really fascinating to me that this is what people make when the barrier to artistic creation disappears. It reminds me of some Youtuber books - they’re written by people with no literary skill or experience, but they produce them because they’ve gotten popular enough that the books are a profitable endeavor regardless of quality. Until you read a Youtuber book you don’t consciously realize what is necessary to write a book, because usually, mostly, only people who have that ineffable something do write novels. And here: you don’t realize what is needed to actually create art and not just images, until you see people with no artistic literacy or skill produce what they think of as art.
Visual art and literature are windows to the soul, and normally only a certain type of person goes through the effort to open that window for us. Here, and in Youtuber books, you can see inside a completely different type of person. And their soul looks like waifus and cowboys.
I’m sure it will be fine. It’s not like we let every single human on the planet get infected multiple times with a disease that directly damages the immune system.
A lot of women with early life/chronic trauma get told they have borderline even if they don’t fully fit the criteria. It’s a systemic misogyny thing. I wonder if that is what is going on here?
It is common for people with ADHD and/or autism to develop CPTSD as a result of the way we are treated by others and by the world’s inaccessibility. CPTSD absolutely looks like chronic depression with some of the traits of borderline personality disorder. It might be worth considering because there are different treatment options for CPTSD that could be more effective.
There’s a weird thing that some people with LC have where large blood draws lead to symptom relief for hours/days/weeks. Probably something something microclots or inflammatory something being removed temporarily, or maybe the body’s response to injury…? No one knows, we’re all just speculating. But it happened to me personally after a big blood test and then I was seriously looking into donating blood regularly, or, alternatively, nurturing a crop of medicinal leeches at home.
No. Can’t contribute at my current level of disability. Housebound mostly bedbound, extremely limited in the time I can spend sitting upright and socializing or doing cognitive work.
Ugh, this gets right to a massive pet peeve of mine regarding mainstream climate change coverage. This relentless fucking fixation on having hope, the absolute strident necessity that we all feel the “correct way” about what approaches us. It’s toxic positivity. It’s emotional policing.
All of these people are terrified of death and they have no idea what hope even is! Yelling at some teenager grieving the destruction of the biosphere, “Be more optimistic! Look at the cool tech!” - it’s not just ineffective, it’s the literal opposite of helpful.
Hope isn’t optimism! Hope isn’t believing that we will win. Hope is when you’ve gone fully into despair and then find yourself, somehow, still alive there. This facade of positivity they call hope will break at the first sign of stress; that’s why they push it so hard, insisting we all perform optimism as well, propping up their fragile feelings for them. I just want to shout it in their faces: You can’t have hope without death! You can’t have peace without grieving! Fuck you, start weeping!
And the way to prevent it is vaccination, and multiple vaccination is better than single to prevent long COVID.
Fun fact, if you say the word “mask” in 2024 you will spontaneously combust. Also definitely don’t cite the actual statistics on how much vaccination reduces the risk of long covid. It totally doesn’t matter. Everything is fine.
Are we going to start seeing people get COVID not from infection, but from themselves in reactivation?
I have been wondering about this for ages. In the past year I have seen a couple people who are uber-isolated (bedbound, no medical care) with long covid testing positive repeatedly with no known exposures. Either they’re astronomically unlucky, or…
I think most people are extremely numb. Maybe emotionally just to get through the day, maybe as a result of the constant barrage of stimulation we get online. So media portrays things that are horrific and shocking because it’s the only thing that makes anyone feel anything.
I can’t tolerate it personally. I have to skip out on a lot of media that is popular these days because it’s just too brutal for me. But I am probably an outlier for neurodivergent reasons (mirror-pain synesthesia, high affective empathy).
Well, first of all, every morning my cat comes and sits on my chest and she’s very very soft. And there have been a few times in my life where I’ve gotten to feel this transcendent, infinite love that is greater than anything else I’ve ever felt. So I feel inside for the love in my own heart, or I look at my cat, or I look at kind people still trying - and then I can imagine that thing I felt before, the big love under everything, is real and true and still there. I don’t really understand yet how it is possible, given the suffering, but I imagine it anyway.