I misread a post observing that a tyrannosaurus is chronologically closer to an iPhone than it is to a stegosaurus as claiming that a tyrannosaurus is taxonomically closer to an iPhone than it is to a stegosaurus, and I swear my first thought was “okay, what have those cladistics weirdos done this time“.
my parents aren’t teaching me life lessons.
#i need some adults to TEACH ME SHIT ABOUT LIFE
Honestly the biggest disappointment I had researching ABC was that medieval authors did not, in fact, see the creatures they were describing and were trying their best to describe them with their limited knowledge while going “what the fuck… what the fuck…”
The duality of "If you even imply that being aro or ace condemns someone to a sad and lonely life I will fucking fight you"
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"being aro and ace is the most isolating thing I will ever experience"
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Dame Archer kicks McDougal’s Scots ass there in the rain at the Washington Midsummer Renaissance Faire - August 11, 2018 - Photo by Douglas Herring
executive dysfunction be like *wants to do something* *doesnt do it* *feels bad* *wants to do something* *doesnt do it* *feels bad* *wants to do something* *doesnt do it* *feels ba
“this is the hill you want to die on?” oh no i just love arguing. i fully intend to leave this hill once it gets boring. sorry for the confusion!
Do any of y’all (my aro friends and followers) ever feel like you’ve resigned yourself to a life of being a “surplus wheel”?
I mean, my friends are incredible. They don’t try to push me to date since they know I’m aro. They don’t fawn all over their partners when we’re in the room together.
But they show enough affection and happiness that it makes me feel inadequate or like I shouldn’t be there, no matter how much they are clear about wanting me to spend time with them. When they talk about love and how much it means, I feel so disconnected.
I don’t want to be alloromantic. I don’t need that kind of love, but sometimes I feel like I should. I’ve been the third, fifth, and even seventh wheel before. It’s a happy enough place to be until everyone pairs off and you are left staring at your phone, sitting on the floor, alone.
I feel guilty about taking time with my friends because I don’t know why they wouldn’t rather be spending time with their partner. Or if that’s actually the case, and I’m just taking up precious time. I know people can have friends and partners too, but it just feels like I’m standing in the way of something more important.
I know this feeling will pass; I’m just in a bad headspace about it right now. I don’t have anyone to talk to about this IRL because all of my good friends are alloromantic. But as much as I know it will pass, I also know it will return. I’m mostly just venting, but if anyone out there has ideas about what will help, I’m all ears.
Overly Honest Methods in science.