creating venom without spider-man has created the greatest dynamic between eddie and venom that has ever existed. they aren’t bonding over being hating peter parker, they’re bonding over the fact that they’re both complete losers. they’re two losers that love to eat junk food out of the trash and they can combine together to form an eight foot tall space monster.
Author: hidd3nsyst3m
Timelapse of maine coon growing up. [source]
His best quality? His wiggles.
sometimes depression is so scary because you stop being able to achieve any sense of fulfilment. a huge part of being human is looking forward to things and having treats, goals, rewards, outcomes that you strive towards. if you don’t have those things it can be really, really hard to find any sense of purpose. having depression is asking yourself what do i want to eat, what do i want to watch, what do i want to play, what do i want to listen to, what do i want to do, what am i looking forward to, what’s driving me to keep going, and having the answer be a resounding ‘nothing’
im starting to irritate myself with my poor mental health like damn can a bitch just keep it together for a minute
So my therapist has been helping me get to grips with my ADHD, and also the concept that I’m not shit at being an adult, I just can’t do things the way everyone has always told me to do them. Like every single “organize your life” books have always left me wanting to cry with frustration, and after I got hold of a copy of
Organizing Solutions for People with ADHDby Susan Pinsky I realized that was because they primarily focus on “aesthetic” over “function”. And the function of most standard “organize your life books” is to “make things look Show Home Perfect”.
So the standard “hide all your unsightly things by doing xyz” may look nice for the first week or so, but by the end of the week it’ll look like a tornado made of pure inhuman frustration ripped through the house as I try to find the fucking advil.
To give you an example of the kind of hell I’ve been fumbling my way through the last 20 odd years: dishes will be washed and left in the drying wrack but never put away. Which means I can’t wash more dishes, which means dishes pile up, which means I can’t make food, which means I don’t eat, which means my CFS gets worse, which means I don’t have the energy to put the dishes away, and so on so forth until I have a meltdown, cry to ETD (who also likely has ADHD but has never had it confirmed) about how I can’t cope with life, and then we fix it for a while, but inevitably end up back at square one within about a week.
Pinsky’s solution to this was “remove an obstacle between you and your goal, if that means taking all the doors off your kitchen cabinets to make things easier, so be it.”
And lemme tell you, fucking revolutionary.
Laundry never ends up in the hamper??? why???? is it a closed hamper??? Remove the lid.
Throw it out the window.Clothes are now miraculously finding their way into the hamper??? Rejoice????Mail ends up spread out over every available flat surface? Put a sorting station right where your mail arrives. Put a shredder or “junk” basket under it. Shred or dump the junk immediately. Realize you only actually have two real letters that need attention, feel less overwhelmed, pay your bills on time.
Like I’m not saying this book is miraculous, but it did help me realize that I was effectively torturing myself by trying to conform to certain ideals of “perfect house keeping”, and presenting a certain image rather than just allowing myself to live in my space as effectively as possible. And why? Why was I doing that? Cause people with different lives and capabilities are perceived as the norm? Fuck that. If this was a physical problem I wouldn’t be forcing myself to conform to an ableist standard, so why am I doing it with this?
My lived space will never look a certain way, and that’s okay. It will never look show home perfect, and that’s okay. It will likely always be cluttered and eclectic where nothing matches, and that’s okay. Sometimes I will have odd socks on because sorting them out required too much mental energy, and that’s okay. Actually fuck sorting socks, just buy all your socks in the same color. Problem solved. Boring sure, but also one less thing to do, which means more time to hyper fixate on fun things. Which really, what else is my life for if not to write screeds and screeds of vampire shit posts, I ask you.
cats b like… i have triangles for ears and i like to touch things with my teeth
Dear Duke, although you are not from Brazil, I’d like to know your opinion about an educational matter of my country: people have been discussing about something they’ve called “school without party”. Some politicians have said that education, in Brazil, is doctrinal and partial, encouraging children and young people to become socialists and, because of this, some subjects (such as philosophy, sociology and history) shouldn’t be taught in schools. [1/2]
For some politicians, teachers shouldn’t be allowed to say their opinions, and there are some students who are secretly filming their teachers in class. Teachers have been censored, criticized and ostracized for being opposite to Jair Bolsonaro’s election as president, who openly is against human rights, and defends torture and weapon-carrying. [2/2]
This is a thorny issue the world over. Being a teacher is kind of like being a juror: if you can’t put aside your personal politics, you’re not doing right by anybody else in the room. Your job as a teacher isn’t to indoctrinate your students; it’s to give them the tools they need to read the world around them critically, and then let them make their own informed decisions. So, I agree with the basic assertion that teachers’ personal politics don’t really belong in the classroom, in much the same way that we’re supposed to have a separation of church and state and religion shouldn’t have any influence on governance. However, that does not at all extend or equate to the belief that we just shouldn’t teach the humanities–because the humanities tend to shed light on humanitarian issues, regardless of pedagogical politics. In fact I think it’s exactly the opposite: I think we have an obligation, like I said, to help students learn to read the world around them, and that means sometimes challenging the beliefs they are comfortable with and asking them to engage with media from outside their own worldview. So, did I make my class (which is 90% white boys) read an article by a lesbian woman of color for their first assignment? Yes. Am I telling them how they have to respond to it? No. Am I going to have them read Roxane Gay’s article on voting? Yes. Am I going to insist they agree with her on everything? No. Am I going to encourage my students to vote? Absolutely. Am I going to tell them how they should vote? Absolutely not.
Obviously the situation you’re talking about is an extreme one and teachers are in a horribly difficult place, because they have to think not only of their responsibility to their students but their own personal safety and job security. I don’t know what to tell you. I don’t know what the answer is, except for teachers to try to help students see the big picture without letting their personal opinions encroach on the curriculum–because that seems like it’s going to be what’s best for everybody. This is not to say that teachers are not allowed to have personal opinions and convictions; only to say that overtly biased political opinion does not belong in the classroom, because it pressures students to conform to a teacher’s opinion for the sake of their grade, which is uncomfortably similar to teachers themselves being forced to conform to a hostile political regime.
Conservatives: If you don’t like America you should GET OUT and move someplace else, but also, if you don’t like where you are from and want to move to America, you should be shot at the border.

