As a wheelchair user I'm trying to reframe my language for "being in the way."
"I'm in the way," "I can't fit," and "I can't go there," is becoming "there's not enough space," "the walkway is too narrow," and "that place isn't accessible."
It's a small change, but to me it feels as if I'm redirecting blame from myself to the people that made these places inaccessible in the first place. I don't want people to just think that they're helping me, I want them to think that they're making up for someone else's wrongdoing. I want them to remember every time I've needed help as something someone else caused.
I think people argue with me less since I got in the habit of starting posts with "I think" despite not really changing anything else about the way I post. I think it helps also to add an "I think" at the start of every new thought or change of topic just in case people get confused about whether or not I'm still discussing my thoughts rather than immutable universal facts about the world.
the face of a woman who just realized her crush dragged her party through a bunch of dangerous bullshit just so he could have an excuse to talk with this other guy he is obsessed with, and he is not even gonna confront him about stealing their stuff because he wants the other guy to like him
I know we’ve talked about the over usage of cgi in the mcu (and how their costumes were cgi’d on) but on the other side of this– the actual costuming. in the avengers ensemble films the characters were never given stylized / personalized outfits. its always just “dress everyone in a solid muted color. to mix it up steve can wear an ugly plaid shirt”
Oh holy shit did I never post the finished blanket from my saga earlier this year
Did finish it before the wedding!! My sister cried and I cried and her husband loved it and it was lots of love all around. It is actually queen sized, nearly 100"x100", done in worsted weight on size 8/5mms.
The final tally:
Just over 240 hours 💀
Also can't believe I didn't mention it but I also made a matching one for their cat. They put it on this chair which is specifically this guy's and has never been sat on by a human since they got it
a sword of sunlight. it thrusts through the window at an angle, and leaves a golden stain on the floor. when you first encounter it, at age twelve coming home from a half-day at school, it does not harm you; but fifteen years on, when a certain quality of the light recalls that moment as vividly as if you were living it again, oh, then—then it cuts deeply.
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