…. captains log:
they’re still resting, I think – tension in my body is slowly easing – mind due I think I could do some damage to any fool that crosses my path right now – and I am thinking about taking one of the walls out – but this is a rented house – so mabes Not … well I feel like smashing something –
but yeah, i think the hormones are settling.
some days I wage war with myself
some days I wage war with others.
today, i’m on ‘others’.
Similar to rewriting the narrative,
New growth comes … eventually.
It starts small … just a seed.
And given the right circumstances,
It grows …
And the possibilities
from here on out …
My seedlings are growing 🙂
Me and Me hormones and Me feng shui today ❤
#meme (poem) reads:
I lied and said I was busy. I was busy; but not in a way most people understand.
I was busy taking deeper breaths. I was busy silencing irrational thoughts. I was busy calming a racing heart. I was busy telling myself I am Okay.
Sometimes, this is my busy – and I will not apologise for it.
By B Oakman – titled “Anxiety Doesn’t Knock First”.
#meme (screen shot facebook post) reads:
Bigot: I demand that you carefully consider my position and patiently refute my points one by one and then, when I move the goalposts, I’m gonna need you to refute a whole set of new completely disingenuous points, and I’m going to need this to go on all day.
Me: I’m gonna need you eat a dick.
Bigot: OHHH MY GOD THE NAME CALLING! Oh my HEART WILL NOT BE ABLE TO TAKE THIS! OHHHH YOU ONLY REFUSE TO DEBATE ME BECAUSE YOU KNOW YOUVE ALREADY LOST!!! OOOHHHH AD HOOOOOOOMINEM!!!!
(Falls dramatically to the floor, preferably clutching a linen handkerchief)
Just let them. Step over that quivering thespian and go do, like, anything else. You don’t owe them a “debate”. You can even use those words, if you aren’t comfortable telling someone to eat dick.
I DON’T OWE YOU A DEBATE.
Speaking on the ethics of research from an Indigenous Perspective.