Catch-up Game!

Catch-up Game!

Got tagged by @efthasunshine

Last song: Running with the wolves: by AURORA.

Last movie: Marvel's Endgame.

Currently reading: The Thrawn Books.

Currently watching: Far too many shows to count.

Currently craving: I’m craving some nice rain for my city to cool things down. Iced coffee, and the new shirt that I ordered for Pride Month! As well and wanting to get some more writing done.

I am tagging, @nakamopapina

@evarinaandlat @i-luff-wilhuff @koshijima @rascal-rose

I hope you all have fun and learned a little more about me.

Catch up game

Tag nine people you want to know better/catch up with.

Thank you @idieonthishill for tagging me!

Last song: I know by Tom Odell. I’m a big fan of Britpop!

Last movie: The Current War

Currently reading: Candide ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Currently watching: Shadow & Bones. The Grisha Trilogy is one of my favorites but I kinda hate the ending :(

Currently craving: iced coffee

Tagging: @kiliane @mayhem-olympia @that-common-rue @shiftywing @shailaishere @historiia-she @agalios @theravenclawrevolutionary @jason-xh if u want to do it :)

Well, well, well, will you look at that? It’s Pride again.

You know the drill by now. It’s June 1, and suddenly everything from banks to big box stores has slapped a rainbow on their logo. Rainbow capitalism knows how to target LGBTQIA+ customers. For exactly 30 days of the year. How quaint.

Of course, it’s nice to make things bright, and colorful, and pretty. But it’s meaningless if that’s all it is.

Pride should be about uplifting and celebrating you, the community. And it should be year-round, not just 8.22% of the year. So, we’re signal-boosting your posts that celebrate, support, and honor all genders and sexualities over here. Follow to keep your dashboard lovely and gay as hell all year round.

And, yes, we’re also making a bit of a fuss right here on @celebrate (apparently, we just can’t help ourselves). So if you’re interested in talking about what Pride means to you or want to celebrate Pride but don’t know how to go about it this year, we made a fun little 30-day Share Your Pride Challenge list. Because you do, in fact, deserve to be celebrated.

Tag your posts with #ShareYourPride if you want to make them a little easier for other people to find. And Tumblr? Happy Pride. We’re glad you’re here.

The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy

I tried to scroll past this. I really did

(I don't own the image,)

I think my proudest moment is when I came out to my family as Pansexual.

The Lost and Damaged Souls of Residential schools.

215 souls have been lost for so long, only now have they been found. These souls have been lost for years in a place that many have suffered and many still do suffer.

I only know the stories that I have been told by my family and by publications that have been made by survivors. But even this second-hand knowledge doesn’t stop my heart from aching with grief and despair for these lost souls.

The Residential schools were made to erase my people. For my culture and history to be forgotten to the sands of time.

But we have survived but at great cost.

So many souls of those who went to these schools have never been recovered and their names lost to the sands of time.

And those who have survived these schools suffer every day with the memories of what happened to them behind the walls of a place that was made to make them forget their identity and their culture.

We have found 215 souls but, how many more souls are still missing? How many children have these schools claimed?

Far too many.

It doesn't matter if they have passed or if they survived they are all victims of something horrific. Something that many people want to forget. And push aside as though it never happened.

But what does that solve?

Nothing.

Nothing will be solved, people will still be hurting. And more may be hurt because this is a pain that is passed down for generations.

It is generational trauma. A trauma that is so great that it affects other generations.

I want people to understand that there are so many victims out there. Many that have been forgotten about, forgotten to the point only the Creator and mother Earth remembers them, for they have lost their names to the sands of time.

And others that have survived but can’t get over their pain because it was so traumatic to them and affects their daily lives and the lives of those around them.

I want people to understand that we can’t get over it. How can we get over this pain? How can we forget these tragedies? How do we get over something that has destroyed so many lives?

I just want peace for all those souls, whether they be alive or have passed away. I want them to have some peace in knowing that we haven’t forgotten about them and the horrors of Residential schools.