#journal for my daughter

[knatantfreeze]

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝.

𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮,

𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐥𝐝

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠,

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞

𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲.

𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞

𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧,

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬,

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝,

𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝

𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤.

𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙨

𝙨𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚

𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘽𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙈𝙖g𝙚𝙚 𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙬.

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞.

𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞

𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥

𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲."

#the collected poems #journal for my daughter #poetry #stanley kunitz

[heavensghost]

daughter - a hole in the earth

#my art #art journal #daughter

[tippenfunkaport]

I like to headcanon that Melog is just the biggest busybody. It's been bored and alone on a dead planet for decades with no one to talk to, the mundane day to day drama of other people is such a novelty to it, it can't get enough. Plus it can become invisible and doesn't have a great grasp of privacy so it's forever listening in on conversations and generally getting way too invested in everyone's personal business.

Which means Catra, to her vast dismay, knows everyone's secrets. She would really REALLY rather not and has tried to teach Melog about boundaries but the creature does what it wants. But it means that sometimes she finds out about some misunderstanding or missed connection going on that is so downright stupid that it's just going to drive her nuts if she lets it continue so she begrudgingly has to insert herself into this drama to match-make or clear up an argument literally just so she doesn't have to hear about it anymore.

Which means, to her absolute horror she gets this reputation of being near psychic, so good at resolving personal drama that people come to her with their problems no matter how she tries to deter them and meanwhile it's really because Tealog over here is addicted to gossip.

#catra as reluctant columbo au #Tealog is my daughter's joke #credit where it's due #right after the finale she used to write these journal entries from Melog's POV that started with 'What's the tea-log?' #because she is far funnier than all of us #melog watching glimbow confess in The Heart Part 1 while eating metaphoric popcorn #beaming this piping hot dish directly to Catra while she is trying to save her girlfriend / the universe #catra leave melog on read #spop #catra #she ra #headcanon #melog #shera

[clownniac]

this is a tooth-gap sam appreciation post :3

#another sdv journal page bc the family has expanded #ambrosia farm ft my farmer their husband sam and their daughter birdie #sdv #stardew valley #sdv sam #sdv sam fanart #sdv fanart #stardew valley fanart #clownniac draws #journalblr #traditional art #artists on tumblr

[vickyvicarious]

Fascinating how in a novel told only through written (or transcripted audio recording) communication, so much happens because of a failure to communicate. I know this is nothing new and we've been saying it for weeks, but it really is tragic...

Mina doesn't tell Lucy about what she has seen her do, because she doesn't want to add to her stress and make the sleepwalking worse

Lucy's mother doesn't tell Lucy about her illness, because she doesn't want to intrude on her happiness before the wedding

Mina doesn't tell Lucy's mother about Lucy's sleepwalking, because she doesn't want to make her illness worse

Lucy doesn't tell Mina about the full extent of what she remembers or feels, because she doesn't want to believe it is anything more than bad dreams or pre-wedding stress

Jonathan doesn't tell Mina about what happened to him, because he wants to leave it in the past and prefers to imagine he was just crazed than to have to confront if it was true

The reason for every single miscommunication, or rather failed communication, is the same. It's always about love. Their deep care for and desire to protect one another are exactly the things that end up putting themselves in danger longer.

This latest example is the crowning jewel of all of that, because... it's so so explicitly driven by love. Jonathan doesn't hide the truth from Mina. Instead he gives her the opportunity to learn everything, but asks her not to.

Him giving her that choice, and her choosing to respect his wishes by sealing up the journal - with her wedding ring, calling it her wedding present - is one of the most beautiful expressions of trust and love so far in this whole book. Not even just that; they show so much respect for one another here. It turns what could have been just straightforward Jonathan hiding information away into instead the two of them sharing a secret, or rather sharing a wilful ignorance of a secret, together.

And, fittingly with the building trend of everyone's care being used against them, this is the worst omission yet. If Mina read his journal, if she told Jonathan what has been happening to Lucy, if they talked about all their fears and stresses, they would realize what's been happening. They could try to stop it sooner.

But because Jonathan wants to leave it all behind, and because Mina is trying to support him and do the same by not worrying him when he's still recovering, Lucy continues to be deeply vulnerable.

Dracula, whose 'love' is a twisted and violent perversion that changes and corrupts the recipient's very nature. Dracula, who thrives on manipulating and abusing any expression of trust or vulnerability, who enjoyed and went out of his way to keep lying to Jonathan long past when it was necessary. Dracula, whose very presence in the story serves to twist all these well-meant secrets born of love and trust into incredibly ironic and dangerous failures.

Dracula is free to feed.

#dracula daily #the element of trust is always there too #lucy trusts mina to look after her sleepwalking self and protect her #lucy's mom trusts mina and arthur to take care of her daughter #mina trusts lucy will be happier once with arthur because she trusts lucy's description of the man and of her love for him #and fuckin obviously mina and jonathan trust one another completely #and. god it's really good but so frustrating! #especially this scene. it's so romantic such a moving expression of love of deep trust of respect and care and i love them both so much #but i wanna scream at them because IF SHE JUST READ THE JOURNAL DAMMIT— #dracula meta #my meta

[dreamyysaturn]

I’m more like my parents than I like to admit, especially when I’m angry I know that I’m my parents daughter.

They try to do better for the most part I’m just not sure it’s enough. Or maybe it would be if it weren’t too late too late to parent a child that’s no longer a child a child of parents that weren’t really parents.

I know it’s their first time on this earth too.. as people and as parents but […], why didn’t they try harder?

Maybe they see in me what they’ve lost, maybe I remind them of what they could’ve had and maybe I’m just not what I should’ve been. Maybe I’m simply not what they wanted.

[…] they were all I had, all I could look up to so of course I’m my parents daughter.

from my diary

#diary #journal #journaling #daily writing #poem #poesy #parents #parenting #my parents daughter #my mothers daughter #my mothers child #my fathers daughter #my fathers child #daughter #only child #siblings #older sibling #younger sibling #middle child

[rexscanonwife]

SHFJGJF I'm watching more ppg (what else lol) and enjoying the little time I have before I gotta head to work and I fucking forgot about this little moment in a season 4 ep

BRO?? HOW CAN HE POSSIBLY GET MORE MALEWIFE I'M GONNA THROW UP 😭😭💖💖 and his robe ALSO has a pocket protector??

#jane journals #self insert talk #🔬 starkissed scientist 🔬 #💚 spice 💚 #🩷 everything nice 🩷 #I NEED TO WIFE HIM UP #I NEED TO MAKE AN HONEST WOMAN OF HIM I NEEEED HIM 😭😭😭 #THATS SO DORKY #also waaah buttercup and bubbles being cuddled up against him like that 🥺💖💖💖 DAUGHTERS!!! #and excuse the photo ajfjf i just took a pic of the tv #i was too lazy to pull up the ep on my phone on like. watchcartoon or smth

[cherrygasolines]

mother. . . can’t get enough

#ethel cain #my own homemade meme #meemaw #preachers daughter #ethel cain core #southern gothic #dollcabinets #journal #mine

[thedanceronthestreets]

The thing nobody is talking about is how mr crimm is adapting to an unstructured working schedule after having worked open floor office day-night shift journalism jobs all his life .....

#it is very specific and tailored to me but it is the good good juice #i also realise that to most people journalism is probs already quite flexible compared with other office jobs #but trent 'wait no morning briefings anymore where are my deadlines wtf i can go home early and spend the evening with my daughter' crimm #is sooooooo special to me #trent crimm #ted lasso spoilers

[grimrite]

i forgive it all as it comes back to me

#ethel cain #preacher’s daughter #strangers #i got a printer for my birtjday hahaha!!! im going to be going crazy and make so many collages #this is a simple thing. i was trying to figure out the scanner. it is hard. #vintage #art #collage #southern gothic #mine #my art #mixed media #junk journal

[knatantfreeze]

"𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆

𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝑬𝒙𝒊𝒍𝒆

𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰'𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓

𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅

𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏."

#journal for my daughter #poetry #the collected poems #Stanley kunitz

[remembertheplunge]

My sister Zoe's journal entry re: my partner Jim's death

I am now on the couch in Atwater watching Big Love and tired of watching TV with Mom because she is drunk and tired and cannot follow the plot. She wanders off. I wait. Wait. Explain. Explain.

I’d like to finish it. (watching the show)

What a long, long day.

I cannot believe Jim is gone. 

So this is family. He drove me nuts, but, I never wanted this. His empty spot.

He will not be working in his gardens, hunting for treasures at yard sales, going to the farmer’s market. Demanding Lew love only Jim. 

He was a solar eclipse. He came along and Lew disappeared to me.

The distance so far I had decided not to attend another Thanksgiving. I wanted out of this family, perhaps all families. I’d just have animals and books. People are tiring me out.

Oh Jim, I did not want this. You had such a strong life force. You died because of a faulty part. Otherwise, you were fine. But, that is how frail bodies are.

To see you in bed in the living room, (awake) a wake. I thought I saw your left eye move. Just for a second

 When I first entered the room, the house told the story that things had changed.

Housework had fallen far behind.

The look of disease, narrowing of hallways with book cases, one bed five feet deep in clothes. 

Wine glasses tucked into book cases and on tables  all around Jim in the house.

I felt ill, not sure if I was going to cry or throw up.

While we were there, lividity set into his yellow, jaundiced skin. 

He was quiet and still. So unlike Jim who was not quiet or still.

I am wondering how Lew will go on?

They had their jobs to do, how will Lew go on without Jim?

I guess he just will.

As do all widows and widowers.

Life keeps coming at you.

At Lew’s for Jim: (People who attended Jim’s wake)

Jim’s friend from Oakland, a blonde. We hung a butterfly flag for Jim.

A neighbor who is a nurse

A lawyer who lived in San Diego

Another lawyer took Lew’s cases today

Many phone calls

Mom and I brought 2 bottles of wine and yellow Calla Lilies, a beautiful plant.

Jim’s gone and I cannot believe it.

Yet, he is gone.

End of entry

Note:

After my partner Jim died in our house on 9/09/2009, I kept his body for a day and threw a wake party. A lot of people came including my sister Zoe and my mother. Two of my lawyer friends helped me bath Jim and dress him. He had gone into full rigor mortis, meaning his body was stiff or stone like. That’s what my sister was referring to in her journal entry above when she wrote about lividity.

I brought my sister’s journals back with me after she died in May 2023. I didn’t know she kept journals until just before she died. My law practice has kept me busy since then. I have not had a chance to look at her journals until now.

I had never read the above entry until today. I had no idea it existed. As I was typing it for the blog, although I’d read some of the initial sentences earlier, I had not read the whole entry. I was thus like you, new to it..

I’m amazed to see Jim’s death through her eyes. The journal allowed this miracle to happen.

#9/09/2009 #partner's death #sister's journal #seeing my partner's death through my sister's eyes #gay widow/widower #journaling #writing #daughter and mother #mourning #grieving #death denil #going on after a death

[jtaylorldr]

Journal Spread 011 - inspired by @mothercain and her music, it evokes such specific memories and emotions for me — I’m really proud of this spread :-)

#my post #journal #collage #ethel cain #preacher’s daughter #collage art

[viciers]

#ngl reading the lost daughter is causing irreparable damage to my psyche i'm afraid #elena ferrante #the lost daughter #reading journal

[curledupinmyarmchair]

March 25 2024

cw $3lf h@rm, bl♾️d

new collage :3

#dont report just block #its just art #dear diary #my journal #journal #art journal #girlblog #girlblogging #daughters of cain #digital collage #digital journal #collage #cw blood #cw s3lf h@rm #$hblr #$h tumblr #dont report just ignore #vent art #this is how i cope #lol #rural gothic #gothic coquette #midwest gothic #western gothic #dark academia

[notquitecharlie]

4/24/24

dear friend,

are most people uncomfortable at the thought of being alone with their dad? because idk why I am. I mean sometimes he's kinda touchy but its nothing bad or illegal I just...idk do other people feel this way?

love always,

m

#diary #letters #perks of being a wallflower #teen #my journal #true #parents #father #father/daughter #question