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What is Pride to you? 🏳️🌈💐
Crazy how Pride month means different things to people. For some, pride is losing a friend, a parent, or a family member to homophobia. Pride for some is never seeing their siblings again because their parents see them as a parasite that can "be a bad influence" to their siblings.
For some, pride month is losing their favorite aunt over an argument of "it's a sin to be gay". For some people pride is hiding behind closed doors and comforming to the roles and genders they were taught as a kid. For me pride is only being able to be free in spaces like story place, a secret account on wattpad or on tiktok. For me it's being able to share queer posts and quotes to a hidden story of close friends or online queer friends only.
For some people pride month is the happiest month where they get to celebrate freely on the streets with a family that embraces them. For some,pride month is a parent decorating the house and yard with pride themes regardless of what the neighbours think. For some people pride is meeting the love of their lives at a pride festival.
Regardless of what pride means to you have in mind that some people are still going through the motions of coming out, praying to be changed, gaining love, losing family, losing friends, getting kicked out of a house, and rejection in the streets because of the way they dress. So it is important to be kind and accepting of the queer people who are having it a bit too rough. Especially with all the laws of hatred being brought up by the authorities, and the neglect of simple health care to the transgender family. Embrace them more than ever this pride.
Should I go to college ?
Should I go to college?
My practical brain says I should but my emotional heart doesn't want to go. My heart just wants to be free. My heart wants to spend the days on my terms but the brain is saying that I need college so that I have more freedom to do what the heart wants. I know that college won't be like school but I have a fear that it won't be as freeing and fun as I imagine and that I'll pick the wrong course and be stuck wasting my time on assignments when I could be working on what is truly for me. I have a summer to think about things. But I know that if I don't go my mam will be skeptic. I think I'll get skillshare because I want to learn and flourish this summer when I have that freedom. Then again the college year is short and realistically I will enjoy it. My main fear is just picking the wrong degree and not having time for my own interests aaaahhhh
Eres joya preciosa
El Monstruo de la noche
The Mystery Of Sleep
I’m a terrible sleeper and have been all my life. I’ve struggled, cried, tried to distract myself but year in, year out, true rest was elusive. Nothing worked; melatonin, trazodone, meditation, nothing. Then my mother died and for a year I slept but my rage awakened me every night. Sleep comes easily now. and I am finally rested. I am finally reborn.
the math movies
so 2 people went to the movies and one girl had popcorn 20 popcorn and the other girl had 20 sips of pop and 20-10=10 so next chapter a boy 100 popcorn and with 100 sips of pop maybe there a way to save him so Mia and lily to 20 straws and put them together to sip 100 sips of pop but there was not a lot of straws because they were the 20s girl so if they were the 20s girl then the boy was a 100 boy so they can not save him or they need 80 more straws so they go to the 80 couples they have 80 straws mission done dance party so now they drank and drank and drank the pop and they were not fat they were crazy 100 percent crazy so now they go home and are so tired but the 100 boy does not want to go to bed yet so he say turn right and they go to Barnes and nobles so the 20s girl were mad and kicked out of the car and drove off he was sad but ok ok byyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Day 21 - Good Bye?
So, this is the last one. At least in this cycle... Maybe I will keep doing it for some days. Or probably not because I had a hard time doing just the 21 days, but who knows...
I've tried before to keep a diary but I always fail. I feel like the fact that this one was online made it easier for me to keep it up, which is a fact that doesn't make me very happy... I have time to write on my phone but don't give myself enough time to seat and write on a diary??? But ok, even online it was good. It probably took me less time than it would take if I was writing on a notebook, but even here I had my time to reflect with myself about somethings.
I will try to keep this habit, like I've already tried before. Maybe not posting here, but writing things for myself, even if it is on the notes of my phone. It is good to write down what I'm feeling or thinking about, it helps to kind of organize the thoughts... I don't know jj
I think this will be a good bye, at least for now :)
The Courage of a King’s Vulnerability
‘I want you to make sure tomorrow’, said Faisal, 'that the people are told precisely what operation I’m having. The Minister of Health will probably dress it up with long medical words, but I want the announcement to use the words that everyone understands – bawassir, piles.’
One of the most memorable moments in Robert Lacey’s “The Kingdom” about Saudi Arabia is the above. When King Faisal had hemorrhoids, he not only had them operated on but made sure that everyone knew about it. He used his power to create awareness of this most intimate of diseases in a culture where masculinity normally wouldn’t allow for such things. As Lacey goes on to explain, many other people went on to get medical help in line with his example.
If the King can talk about his hemorrhoids with a doctor, then everyone can.
Leadership comes in many forms and so does masculine courage.
Behind his ‘stache, King Faisal was in pain. What made him a man was opening up, asking for help and giving his people the permission to be vulnerable.
Does anyone else have this constant feeling of not knowing where life will take them? It feels like walking on a foggy path to an uncertain destination. I guess all I can do is take it one day at a time.
I using the app for the first time. I like the idea of it but am i the only german here? xD Hope the app gets more attention!