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Me:
born in 1985 (this is faster than having to remember to update my age as the years pass because holy fuck I have been on this website over ten years, which bothers me a lot to be honest)
basically cis woman (the “basically” covers details not relevant to the fact that I when it comes to privilege, perception, pronouns, “cis woman” covers it)
basically white, Canadian version (the “basically” covers that situation where some of your ancestors weren’t, but they assimilated as hard as they could, taught their children to assimilate harder, and all that remains is some physical features and family history)
mentally ill (chronic Major Depressive Disorder, life-long Generalized Anxiety Disorder, mostly-managed Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder)
neurodivergent (Autism Spectrum Disorder, “Gifted”, thus “Twice-Exceptional”, a term I hate but which conveys meaning to many)
queer (do not tag any of my posts with fucking q-slur I will block you; bi, demi, kinked, monogamous, at this point celibate)
more-or-less solitary, irreverent polytheist pagan mystic (aka I experience the absolute immanent divine and also tell it I’m not buying it any more fucking honey)
probably both more and less radical about politics and society and justice than you want me to be at the same time
the “mom friend” except you’re all actually grownups and not actually my kids so I’m both not going to mother you if you don’t want it and also there will come a potential point where I remind you I’m not your mom and you need to sort your shit out for yourself
really, really bad at letting other people help, look after or be particularly nice to me
well aware there’s an FFA-spite-thread about me somewhere, NOT interested in hearing about it, not particularly impressed by that kind of behaviour
secretly actually both a small irritable black dragon and a large irritable cape buffalo
Anon is never turned on: if you want to fight with me you at least have to commit to a fake username and burner account. I’m not the Nice One, and while I would like to be the person who can say “if you ever need to talk my Asks are open”, I do not have the resources to do so (crisis lines are actually a good idea, and they are specifically set up to provide that kind of support, here’s a good list).
While I disagree with people plenty, and sometimes (often) even heatedly, I never endorse harassment, anon abuse, or any of that shit. I do not want you to do it on my behalf, because I disagreed with someone, and vehemently do not endorse targeting anyone with it, even if I have disagreed with them absolutely in discussion.
I cannot promise anybody safe-space in my tumblr: I can’t promise me safe-space in my tumblr, so I sure as hell can’t promise it to anyone else. I am totally willing to try to remember to tag most things people might ask me to, but I’m bad at remembering to do so.
As I apparently get involved these days in the Disk Horse™ from time to time, I attempt to remember to tag long back-and-forth threads with “sisyphus begins again”, and blocking that tag will probably mean most of them don’t clog your dash. (I often have to run back and add it after the fact.)
I have very little time for Exclusionist bullshit. I do my level best to remember and respect people’s gender identity/presentation and pronouns; if I fuck up I promise it’s through the same forgetfulness that means I can miss my own birthday, not through indifference or lack of respect.
I support the full legalization and destigmatization of sex-work. I support the legalization and subsequent taxation and regulation of all narcotics, with corresponding release of those convicted of either as “offenses” and full clearing of all legal records.
I am adamant about harm reduction. While I am happy to provide you with so much goddamn reading and evidence about why this is the case you will choke on it I am not interested in debate or discussion.
I am probably actually less hostile than this makes me seem, but it’s nicer for everyone if people know where I stand before they talk to me.
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Me:
born in 1985 (this is faster than having to remember to update my age as the years pass because holy fuck I have been on this website over ten years, which bothers me a lot to be honest)
basically cis woman (the “basically” covers details not relevant to the fact that I when it comes to privilege, perception, pronouns, “cis woman” covers it)
basically white, Canadian version (the “basically” covers that situation where some of your ancestors weren’t, but they assimilated as hard as they could, taught their children to assimilate harder, and all that remains is some physical features and family history)
mentally ill (chronic Major Depressive Disorder, life-long Generalized Anxiety Disorder, mostly-managed Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder)
neurodivergent (Autism Spectrum Disorder, “Gifted”, thus “Twice-Exceptional”, a term I hate but which conveys meaning to many)
queer (do not tag any of my posts with fucking q-slur I will block you; bi, demi, kinked, monogamous, at this point celibate)
more-or-less solitary, irreverent polytheist pagan mystic (aka I experience the absolute immanent divine and also tell it I’m not buying it any more fucking honey)
probably both more and less radical about politics and society and justice than you want me to be at the same time
the “mom friend” except you’re all actually grownups and not actually my kids so I’m both not going to mother you if you don’t want it and also there will come a potential point where I remind you I’m not your mom and you need to sort your shit out for yourself
really, really bad at letting other people help, look after or be particularly nice to me
well aware there’s an FFA-spite-thread about me somewhere, NOT interested in hearing about it, not particularly impressed by that kind of behaviour
secretly actually both a small irritable black dragon and a large irritable cape buffalo
Anon is never turned on: if you want to fight with me you at least have to commit to a fake username and burner account. I’m not the Nice One, and while I would like to be the person who can say “if you ever need to talk my Asks are open”, I do not have the resources to do so (crisis lines are actually a good idea, and they are specifically set up to provide that kind of support, here’s a good list).
While I disagree with people plenty, and sometimes (often) even heatedly, I never endorse harassment, anon abuse, or any of that shit. I do not want you to do it on my behalf, because I disagreed with someone, and vehemently do not endorse targeting anyone with it, even if I have disagreed with them absolutely in discussion.
I cannot promise anybody safe-space in my tumblr: I can’t promise me safe-space in my tumblr, so I sure as hell can’t promise it to anyone else. I am totally willing to try to remember to tag most things people might ask me to, but I’m bad at remembering to do so.
As I apparently get involved these days in the Disk Horse™ from time to time, I attempt to remember to tag long back-and-forth threads with “sisyphus begins again”, and blocking that tag will probably mean most of them don’t clog your dash. (I often have to run back and add it after the fact.)
I have very little time for Exclusionist bullshit. I do my level best to remember and respect people’s gender identity/presentation and pronouns; if I fuck up I promise it’s through the same forgetfulness that means I can miss my own birthday, not through indifference or lack of respect.
I support the full legalization and destigmatization of sex-work. I support the legalization and subsequent taxation and regulation of all narcotics, with corresponding release of those convicted of either as “offenses” and full clearing of all legal records.
I am adamant about harm reduction. While I am happy to provide you with so much goddamn reading and evidence about why this is the case you will choke on it I am not interested in debate or discussion.
I am probably actually less hostile than this makes me seem, but it’s nicer for everyone if people know where I stand before they talk to me.
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