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gbYeah I'm still alive. I'm kinda fandom-ing again but everywhere on the internet is full of... How do I phrase this... I'm too old and weird and wonky for most people, and the people I'm not too weird for keep jumpscaring me with their breeding kinks and omegaverse headcanons. You've seen the men I like. They'd be terrible mothers! flippant comment to disguise fact I've been pinging between alienation and trauma flashbacks for past week because of fandom bullshit
Are there any general video game comms left on DW? I will genuinely cut my finger off before I rejoin Twitter.
I might post about real life again. One day. I don't have very much impetus to.
The one thing I find more frustrating than randomly stubbing my toe on mpreg, is the fact a lot of the support networks for the things my brain troubles me with, consist of hundreds of people talking all the ways living with my conditions is terrible and unable to be fixed. I saw some ADHD post the other night about time mismanagement interfering with social lives and that 'it stops us doing the things that make us human'. Corpus Christi, I didn't stop hanging out with people because I felt bad about appointments, it was because they were this exact kind of fatalistic all the time and they were miserable as fuck to be around. Anyway so that's a big reason why I have nothing to report save I'm alive and writing mediocre fanfic. I'd link my handle but genuinely who cares
Are there any general video game comms left on DW? I will genuinely cut my finger off before I rejoin Twitter.
I might post about real life again. One day. I don't have very much impetus to.
The one thing I find more frustrating than randomly stubbing my toe on mpreg, is the fact a lot of the support networks for the things my brain troubles me with, consist of hundreds of people talking all the ways living with my conditions is terrible and unable to be fixed. I saw some ADHD post the other night about time mismanagement interfering with social lives and that 'it stops us doing the things that make us human'. Corpus Christi, I didn't stop hanging out with people because I felt bad about appointments, it was because they were this exact kind of fatalistic all the time and they were miserable as fuck to be around. Anyway so that's a big reason why I have nothing to report save I'm alive and writing mediocre fanfic. I'd link my handle but genuinely who cares
