Really Tired Of Life-changing Events For The Thirty Rotations Spent Here Around On This Third Rock From

Really tired of life-changing events for the thirty rotations spent here around on this third rock from the sun.

reblog if you are a law-abiding citizen who wishes no ill upon former US presidents 😇

normalize my 12th grade English teacher, who admitted that his favorite TV show was Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and when a male student suggested that it was because Buffy/Sarah Michelle Gellar was hot, wrinkled his face like he’d bitten into something rotten and dead, and said, “At my age (he was 53), there is nothing less sexy than a teenager. You’re all disgusting messes.” It was 1999, I was 17, and I’d grown up in conservative Christian schools and churches. In my life I’d heard heard dozens of sermons from male preachers and teachers and even some older students, whining about how hard it was to be a dude and not commit the sin of thinking sexual thoughts, and how they needed women to wear long skirts and cover their bodies to not objectify them

and my bitter, misanthropic, atheist Brit Lit teacher, who hated my class because he was obsessed with teaching Tom Sawyer but got stuck with Shakespeare and Jane Austen, was the first, and this day the last man I have ever heard articulate a rebuttal from the depths of his soul to the idea that it was normal for teenage girls to be desirable to middle aged men

This is a great post, especially for us disabled lovelies. Frankly, not enough people, able-bodied cis men from my experience, understand this. Breaks during sex is sex itself. Sex isn't only about penetration, though whichever holes that may be is completely valid!

For those of us who have survived multiple sexual traumas, dissociation is a fight that takes up so much energy between our nervous system coming online to protect us from further "harm" in the moment, despite the moment being safe to our logical reasoning or understanding.

Logic rarely works on calming the nervous system when it's our amygdala running the show instead of our frontal lobes or whatever other parts of our brains which induce calmness and pleasure.

Personally, having PTSD, long COVID, fibromyalgia, sleep apnea, depression, anxiety, nerve dysfunction, limited mobility without assistive devices, these disabilities and more are often isolating too in an inherently ableist/eugenic society like the United States. Peppering that in with queerness and living in a state with the poorest health, economic, education, and governance outcomes, often anything pleasurable like sex brings distress when your whole day in life is trying to keep calm in a system that needs you to be so close to death's door and never enough to have either communal or self actualization.

Between and throughout the fun poking in the sheets, being held is everything to me.

You have a complex relationship with your body and need to keep some/all of your clothes on during sex?

That's okay, what you're wearing looks good on you.

You need to take a lot of breaks doing anything intimate because you're easily overwhelmed?

I understand, I'm just happy to be here with you.

You're on medication that impacts your libido/makes reaching orgasm really difficult?

No pressure, tell me what feels good for you, and if you get frustrated we can do something else together.

Sex isn't going to look the same for everybody and that's fine, that's normal.

Sometimes you don't orgasm, sometimes you need to stop because your mood changes out of nowhere, sometimes you get really self conscious and need accommodations to take your mind off of it.

People are too complex for everybody to go about it the same, just keep doing what feels best for you, regardless of how different it may seem from other people's experiences.

*the bussy agrees and takes cash, credit, or snacky snacks*

Due to personal reasons I’d like to be nutted in

how hard is it to ask for the protection within community in the same settings which have and are given very little space?

this isn't the fault of community, just unfortunate proximity is what determines fate in this epoch destitute of all things humane.

don't forget that our existence matters, too.

Medical debt is one of many cruelties this violent society that the United States exacts upon its citizens.

Terror is having to sacrificially choose between either losing one's home by selling it or seeking healthcare that charges you with hidden fees, a debt that can lead to the loss of one's home through legal foreclosure.

This is an experience of many setbacks, from long wait times for specialists who don't know what to do, to setting up monthly payment plans for the accrued debts in question.

This society is cruel, cold, and leaves you just enough crumbs to survive sickly, but never enough to actually ever live.

All empires end, and certainly will this one, too. You can only cage people literally and metaphorically until life itself has no meaning under a system built on ill-gotten gains.