Polar Bear

Fuck JKR. May she and her merry band of fuckasses live miserable, short lives.

Maybe they’ll figure out what it is about themselves that they can’t stand to see reflected in me. Maybe they’ll be happier without having to feign effort. But my energy is better spent elsewhere.

I don’t hold animosity towards these folks, but I have developed a sense of neutrality. I certainly don’t wish them harm and really, I think I even wish them well. But I can’t and won’t invest my energy in relationships that are one-sided, regardless of how much DNA or how many years we’ve shared.

I forget that sometimes, but it only takes a small, momentary reminder now. Sure, there’s a part of me that’s sad that this is reality, but not enough of me to continue to self-flagellate in the hopes someone will notice and care.

I’ve learned not to fight for my place at a table that didn’t have a chair for me. I have too many people in my life that DO love and care about me to be dwell on those who’ve thrown me away. Their loss.

When I realized that sometimes people change, I took that to mean everybody would and tried to repair some of that damage I played a part in. However, what I learned from that is that I was both right & wrong in my first move. I just needed to learn discernment, timing, & when to throw in the towel.

It was in reaction to people telling me who they were via their words and actions. The fact they didn’t know they were putting ME in their crosshairs was irrelevant.

In the past that meant hiding and changing myself to make me more palatable to others, pushing people away so that their inevitable leaving would hurt less, etc. It was self-preservation to a large extent, but it wasn’t unfounded.

I’ve done some reflecting today and have reminded myself of what Maya Angelou said: “when someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.” It’s not surprise to anyone who knows me that I have more than my fair share of trauma.

Ok, truly, I’m skipping half or more of episode after episode because it’s just too much. I think this is probably my last season of #AmericanIdol. If I had any desire to go to church, I would. I’m tired of being brow beaten by Christianity at every turn.

I’m so tired of seeing more & more Christian worship music on #AmericanIdol every year. I don’t typically enjoy it, even musically, but then to know it’s part of the slide toward #ChristianNationalism is just nauseating. Imagine a Muslim, Pagan, or Hindu person singing a worship song! It’d never fly

The only thing more terrifying than standing up to fascism is what will happen if we lie down for it.

Timeline cleanse, take a second and let this beautiful photo wash a tiny bit of your tension away.

"On our doorstep": New programme sheds light on the rise of neo-Nazism in Wales The number of teenage boys in Wales who are being radicalised by neo-Nazi groups is growing faster than in any other part of the United Kingdom – and it’s time to recognise that it’s happening right u...

The number of teenage boys in Wales who are being radicalised by neo-Nazi groups is growing faster than in any other part of the United Kingdom - and it’s time to recognise that it’s happening right under our noses, says a lecturer from Cardiff University
nation.cymru/culture/on-o...

But if it continues, I’m afraid I’ll self-immolate or spontaneously combust. How do you make someone care about others?! You can’t!! So what do you do?! Where do you go?! I feel like a raging storm and a broken child simultaneously and I don’t know…anything anymore.

The white hot rage it leaves me with is almost indescribable. I cannot fathom how someone can be so cold, callous, and cruel. The rage I feel in reaction is so intense that it’s not productive, it’s destructive and I don’t know where to channel it to get rid of it or how to let it go.

I truly loathe Republicans. As in, hatred oozes from every fiber of my being. I know it sounds hyperbolic, but I truly think most of them are soulless at this point. They’ve lost or burned away their souls in their never-ending support of white supremacy and power at any cost.

And idk if it’s aging or plastic surgery, but holy shit Brian looks like an irl Beavis. Jfc

On a related American Idol note, Brian Litrell’s kid is mid. At best. The song he wrote is decent, but his voice is boring. The fact he and his family are MAGAts only makes it worse.

I have no love for Carrie Underwood cause I don’t trust her or her politics, but seeing her know all the words to “Freak on a Leash” and “Bodies” wasn’t on my list of ever seeing lol

@modsthrnpolytheist.bsky.social

I know it’s silly, but I’m genuinely upset about TikTok. It’s just a thing in and of itself, but it feels emblematic of everything. I really think the US is gonna fall to pieces in the next decade. If it weren’t for like half a dozen people, I’d just move abroad and call it a day. I’m so tired.

You Spin Me Right Round, a project from Mr. Clayton Help me give my students a better way to store our supplies and some enrichment activities as we explore the nervous system and genetics with spinning bookcases and a Genetics and DNA Experiment Ki...

Help me give my #students a better way to store our supplies and some enrichment activities as we explore the nervous system and genetics with spinning bookcases and a #Genetics and #DNA #Experiment Kit! www.donorschoose.org/project/you-... #Science #STEM #STEAM #ScienceEducation

Took em long enough