and I have done nothing but try
morgan • 27 • agender/queer/poly • legit crazy part-time alcoholic addicted to logic puzzles • likes mellow/old/odd music, movies where nothing really happens, books about drugs, mental illness, eastern religions, and every charles bukowski (sry?) • thinks too much and speaks too little • lost, wandering, and generally pretty happy with that • my pronouns are they/them/their pls ty
i’ve got about a thousand feelings happening right now and trying to examine them is doing nothing for me besides making me jump around between hopelessness, excitement, panic, gratefulness, etc. every 30 seconds.
my heart hurts so so much and that is the result of some really good feelings as well as a few incredibly awful ones.
life, man. it’s a thing. i’m still doing it i guess.
The best way to dehumanize someone while claiming you’re not is to believe you are just the same. You erase their experiences and perspective, their struggles and obstacles, their unique way of having to deal with those things in a world that also erases them. With the words, ‘but humans are humans’ or the bullshit dramatics of ‘we all bleed red’ normal people can simply pretend that if we all did things the way they did, then everything would work out okay. But, yes, we all bleed red but you don’t treat a papercut the same way you treat a gash, you don’t treat an infected wound the same way you treat one that isn’t, you don’t treat a wound to the leg the same way you treat a wound to the gut. You are not acknowledging someone’s personhood when you ignore the very things that make their lives different than yours, and when you refuse to understand that their circumstances have given them their own perspective that is just as valid as yours. More valid in fact – their perspective about their experiences that you haven’t been through is far more valid than anything you could ever think about it.
Truth bomb if I ever saw one.
If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet