if you are trying to express that people are treating you, a member of [marginalized group] in a shitty way and it’s unfair and they should stop
and you get the urge to say, “you would never say that to [member of other marginalized group]” or any similar concept
please. don’t. because they do. they do say that. i imagine this applies in many cases but I’m thinking here of those posts that say “people say my anxiety and depression aren’t real illnesses and I should just get over it. they’d never say that to someone with a physical illness!” they do. constantly. and that kind of pressure seriously worsens our lives and sometimes kills us.
you don’t deserve whatever you’re trying to get people to stop doing but maybe don’t? throw other people under the bus when trying to make your point.
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This is a plant from the genus Trachyandra, specifically known as a Crassula succulent. They are mostly found throughout southern Africa and Madagascar.
I am reblogging so I can look into this more closely. Because 1. That looks kind of like polymer clay; and 2. Crassula is a genus of succulent, containing over 1400 species of plant, and I’m on mobile.
I can never tell if succulents I haven’t seen are real or not because all succulents look fake in the first place
Here to tell you HAPPILY cause i love these plants that they are in fact real BUT the actual name of the plant is Trachyandra tortilis! They also come in a flat leaf version with curled or wavy leaves!!
are lovely little plants that need lots of sunlight or a good full-spectrum light, and do well as indoor plants! They’re kind of all-or-nothing though- if they don’t like their conditions, they die pretty much immediately (don’t feel bad they’re picky and I’m sure you did your best) but if they DO like them, you’ll get oodles and oodles of them.
Girl Scout camp, 2011. I’m a counselor in southern Florida. Some campers come to me in the middle of the night.
“There’s a spider in our cabin!”
It’s southern Florida so yeah, there’s definitely spiders in their cabin. Way more spiders than they can see. Mostly huntsman spiders, which are harmless but definitely on the Big, Brown and Terrifying side (if you’re scared of spiders). The problem of course is that they are fast as hell, so even if I manage to kill THIS spider, there are five more ready to take its place.
Fortunately, the spider saved the day. I go to look at it as it sits on the ceiling haloed by my flashlight and realize…
“Girls, look. She’s got babies just like Charlotte! You don’t want me to kill Charlotte, do you!?”
“NO! Don’t kill Charlotte!”
I leave and go back to sleep. The next morning the campers inform me they’ve named every spider in their cabin. Sweet.
So, we moved into my new house in June. It’s been empty for over a full year. No insects. The inspector specifically mentioned he didn’t find ANY insect activity. I didn’t think anything about it until day two when my 6 year old son was in the bathroom and then I hear “MAMAMAMAMAMAMAMA!” I burst into the bathroom expecting blood everywhere or a badger to have broken through the window or something and he’s staring at the window, bouncing.
I look in the window expecting the worst and see… a jumping spider, staring right back at him. Cutest freaking jumping spider I have ever seen and that is saying something. I start to reassure my son that it’s okay, it’s a NICE spider only to be interrupted by his exasperated voice. He KNOWS spiders are nice. It’s name is Spidey and it’s his friend and I have to be nice and let it live in the window to eat bathroom flies. He freaked out because it was cute and he was afraid I would be scared of it and squish it lol.
We have since discovered the reason we have very few bugs is because we have a shit ton of jumping spiders upstairs, cellar spiders in the basement, and orb weavers outside.
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