Being of Jewish decent, it's amazing to be able to see this!ππ
Gay weddings from different cultures
What I love about this is she's not a size zero lady but she's comfortable in her skin.ππ
Hilda by Duane Bryers
This, okay, all of this!!!
We need like βunclench your jawβ posts but for eye strain. Like
Go look at something 20ft away for 20 seconds.
Try going through bloopers of scenes that you have already done...
Yes I want to write my story but my story doesn't want to be written so what the fuck am I supposed to do about that huh?
Being 5'8" myself, this looks amazing π»π€©π
nothing i love more than pictures of drag queens with their boyfriends where theyβre 6 feet tall in full glam six inch platform heels and a wig twice as big as their head and the boyfriend is a cool 5β8β and overjoyed to be there
I would love something like that!!!!
society's infantilization of decorated objects is honestly one of the greatest recent crimes against humans' innate desire for beauty
This, I'm bad at speaking up about anything (don't deal well with conflict of any sort) but it really is easier each time.
kids remind me, often, of the things i've taught myself out of.
i have a big dog. he looks like a deer. he is taller than most young children. while we were on a trail the other day, a boy coming our direction saw us and froze. he took a step back and said: "i'm feeling nervous. your - your dog is kind of big."
goblin and i both stopped walking immediately. "he is kind of a big dog," i admitted. "he's called a greyhound. they are gentle but they are pretty tall, which is kind of scary, you're right. their legs are so long because they are made for running fast. i am sorry we scared you. would you like us to stand still while you move past us, or would you feel more safe in your body if we move and you stay still?'
"oh. i didn't know that about - greyhounds. i think i ... i want to stay still," he said. at this point, his adult had caught up to us. "i'm nervous about the dog," he told her, "so i'm - i'm gonna stay still." she didn't argue. she didn't make fun of him. she just smiled at him and at me and held his hand while goblin and i, with as wide of a berth as we could make, crept our way through.
behind us, i heard him exhale a deep breath and kind of laugh - "he was really big, huh? she said it's because greyhounds have to go fast."
"he was big," she said. "i understand why that could have made you a little scared."
"yeah. next time i - next time do you think i could maybe ask to touch him? when - i mean, next time, maybe, if i'm not nervous."
later, going to a work event, in the big city, i stood outside, trembling. my social anxiety as a caught bird in my chest. i took a deep breath and turned to my coworker. she's not even really my friend yet. i told her: "i feel nervous about this. i am not used to meeting new people, ever since covid."
she laughed, but not in a mean way. she said she was nervous too. she reached her hand out and held mine, and we both took another deep breath and walked in like that, interlinked. a few people asked us - together? - and i told the truth: i feel nervous, and she's helping. over and over i watched people relax too, admitting i feel really kind of shy lately actually, thank you for saying that.
the next time i go to an event, and i feel a little scared, i ask right away: wanna hold hands? this feels a little dangerous. i hesitate less. i don't hide it as much. i watch for other people who are also nervous and say - it's kinda hard, huh?
i know, logically, i'm not good at asking for help. but i am also not good at noticing when i need help. i've trained myself out of asking completely, but i've also trained myself to never accept my own fears or excuses. i have trained myself to tamp down every anxiety and just-push-through. i don't know what i'm protecting myself from - just that i never think to admit it to anyone.
but every person on earth occasionally needs comfort. every person on earth occasionally needs connection. many of us were taught independence is the same thing as never needing anything.
each of us should have had an adult who heard - i feel nervous and held our hand and asked us how we could be helped to feel safe. no judgement, and no chiding. many of us did not. many of us were punished for the ways that we seemed "weak".
but here is something: i am an adult now. and i get nervous a lot, actually. and if you are an adult and you are feeling a little nervous - come talk to me. we can hold hands and figure out what will help us feel safe in our bodies. and maybe, next time, if we're brave, we can pet the dog that's passing.
I remember growing up and being so excited to get to see this, and now I realize it was only a year older than me...
Small of foot, big of heart π¦π
I'm so glad that this is a thing, because access to anywhere public should be a reasonable decision to make.
Mobility assistance
Okay, this one made me laugh, every thing about it π€£
idea: scene with two characters eagerly stripping each other clearly about to bone, but they keep getting interrupted by finding carefully concealed weapons in each otherβs clothing, so they keep just unholstering, revealing and unstrapping increasingly ludicrous amounts of hidden guns and knives as the clothes come off, and itβs lowkey killing the mood a little
If I had a dollar for every time my last name was misspelled, I'd have a whole lot of dollars because I lost count by second grade...