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*grits teeth and tears off a strip of duct tape*

have some blog navigation.

  1. “#to all the posts i’ve pinned before”, a.k.a. “I Would pin these, but now this link list is my pin…” (last addition: 06/07/23 🏺)
  2. the tag where i keep up with/chime in on whatever the fuck tumblr is doing this time
  3. other category tags (updates as i remember them)
  4. if you’re off tumblr but still want to follow what i’m doing, you can append /rss to my themed view link, or any of the above tag links, and let a feed aggregator munch on it.

i made this post because when visiting posts from the dash as of roughly June 2023, clicking a tag takes you to the global tag page. this is fucking useless when over 95% of my posts, tagged and otherwise, are reblogs that by design don’t show in global discovery.

there are ways to maneuver around this, and i can help you find them if asked, but i need ease of use for my own blog so this directory is for me, first and foremost.

I had a note here requesting that animated profile pictures meet WCAG standards, but staff rolled the feature back to tinker with that, so we’re all cool 😎. for now

I tagged... o-ver-pow-ered. that spells op i'll give you that tag for free too. it has a few self reblogs that don't get put in the global tag. to all the posts i've pinned before
from foone
foone

Going to sleep takes too long. I want to just reach behind me and yank out my main battery, immediately going limp as the light in my eyes fades out.

I tagged... insert the video of that girl who got fed eggs as a child so it would put her to sleep (later revealed to be allergic reaction) unfortunately i find getting put to sleep like that increases my chances of waking early from lack of oxygen so i. don't do that.
from thebibliosphere
telnaga

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its real... fibromyalgia is real... i mean its obviously real but. its real. ;_;

aldamiriel-necrococo

Oh…. Oh…………… ;_; indeed. Wow.

Here’s the study for more info

And a quick reader friendly summary of the findings


It’s always kind of been a bullshit “symptoms syndrome,” “go away shut up ‘diagnosis’” to me, which was NOT helped by there being no treatment ever offered other than “exercise and improve your mental health you’re just lazy and depressed and anxious and feeling exertion makes you more anxious (saying ‘exertion/exercise intolerance’ makes you go to hell for real) go to therapy” so like. actually seeing solid well researched evidence that no I’m not just a pathetic stupid clumsy weak person with no distress tolerance as I’ve very much internalized…. I am undone.

I tagged... medical corkboard
from elinaline
ritavonbees

embracing the patterned ambiguity of gender and sex as more or less social constructs can grant you so much more precision in thinking about so many concepts in science.

like, if there was a study (and I'm just making this up as an example) showing women suffer from mosquito bites more than men do

you could do the ~"Gender Critical"~ thing and go "see!? mosquitoes get it!!"

OR

you could go "that's interesting" and start asking more questions, like:

  • is this data self-reported? controlled?
  • were they studying the women or the mosquitoes?
  • did the study use methods that would let you tell the difference between "being bitten more often" and "noticing bites more often"?
  • did the study include any trans people and were their results any different? if yes were they on HRT or not?
  • how similar were the men and women in aspects other than gender? do we know their social class, jobs, diets, blood types?

because in fact the study i made up just then could lead to a huge variety of conclusions. from my description above you can't tell the difference between studies that show:

  • mosquitoes are attracted to people with higher estrogen levels
  • mosquitoes are opportunistic and women spend more time near mosquito habitats for sociocultural reasons
  • every gender gets bitten about the same amount but men are socialised to pay less attention to physical discomfort so more of them don't notice minor bites compared to women (and by more we mean like 60-40, this is a bell curve thing)
  • we accidentally got heaps of women in the study that have the mosquito's favourite blood type and not so for the men, oops
  • mosquitoes are attracted to people with more x and y in their diets, which is currently mostly women for, again, largely sociocultural reasons

etc etc etc

you're just not going to understand actual Gender Science, and therefore reality, if you can't put "hmm, but what do they mean by woman this time" in your mental toolkit in a relatively neutral way.

queereldritchgalaxyprincess

Honestly this is a great way of presenting the kind of scientific literacy that is needed in an era of clickbait headlines and sound bites and facts that turn into memes; so much science "news" as reported by mass media distills nuanced studies into easily quotable and shocking one-liners that generally ignore the context behind the statistic.

from iamyounicorn
boombox-fuckboy

I'm curious (and in need of new content) what everyone's podcast experiences are like, so, in the tags or replies, what's...

  1. The first podcast you listened to?
  2. The most recent podcast you listened to?
  3. Your favourite and/or comfort podcast?
  4. A pod you think deserves more appreciation?
I tagged... gonna skip working out the order in which i listened to/like mcelroy podcasts and go straight to 4. lingthusiasm oh and 36 questions was alright!
from chronologicalimplosion
cock-holliday

Idk a lot of the backlash to broadening who falls under what terms comes from the need to distinctly fall under the specific label you worked towards…but distance from adjacent labels only limits your allies and puts you in a rigid box you can’t come back out of either.

Saw a post by a trans woman horrified by the concept of having overlapping experience with femboys because “fuck you I am a woman.” You are. A woman with a lot of overlapping experience with a GNC man. You’re not a GNC man. He’s not a woman. And the gap between you two is not a chasm.

“How dare you say trans men are similar to butch lesbians. Trans men are men.” Yeah, men with similar experiences to butch lesbians. The butch lesbian isn’t a man. You aren’t a woman. And the gap between you is not a chasm.

This mindset doesn’t even account for GNC men who also ID as women, trans men who use the label of lesbian. Butch can be a label for a person of either AGAB.

Binary trans people wanna separate themselves from each other and from nonbinary people sooo bad. Now it makes eggs feel like the jump from GNC woman to man is an insurmountable journey. A femboy gets told he’s making a mockery of trans women’s experiences. A transmasc femboy is seen as just a faker. A butch trans lesbian is seen as a faker.

These labels are all just plots on the map, not one side or the other. You journey to the farthest edges and you find twinks and lesbians who look and act identical despite being supposed opposites. It’s all made up, we’re all queer.

briearesea

we're all queer.

clowngames

It comes down to binary thinking. Even if you've trained yourself out of saying gender is a binary, bristling at the idea that experiences between people of two different genders may overlap suggests you see gender identity, gender expression, and attraction as a series of "ON/OFF" switches that are sometimes flipped in different orientations.

from chronologicalimplosion
willowcrowned

Maybe it’s just because I’m Jewish but I do truly believe that life gets ten times better when you learn to complain cheerfully

willowcrowned

I think a part of it is that it lets you acknowledge that something sucks, which is actually really good in a culture that wants us to pretend that everything is fine and we’re soldiering through all the time. Like, no, my grocery bag breaking and spilling all over the floor is not fine. I’ve had a long day and I’m really upset and on the verge of tears because I can’t handle one more thing and pretending like it’s fine only means breaking down later.

But if you let yourself complain, if you let yourself swear terribly and creatively, and you stare down at the bruised vegetables like they’ve personally disappointed you, and you make yourself smile because this is really just so, so stupid, you feel a little better. There’s a power to acknowledging that something sucks and making yourself feel better anyways. There’s a power to going “and THEN my bag broke, and it’s like—seriously? my day was bad enough” and doing it with a smile.

You shouldn’t have to pretend things are fine when they aren’t. You shouldn’t have to force yourself to smile through things that make you feel terrible. But if you can make yourself laugh by staring down at some strawberries that have decided to revolt, and give them a lecture on why they’re just terrible, really, and that makes you smile—then maybe that’s a good thing.