nocturnalvisionary:

Here’s to everyone with a progressive disability who is forced to watch their body slowly lose more movement and get worse. Here’s to everyone with a progressive disability who, every time you get hurt you cringe and fear because it means that body part probably won’t heal all the way and it just worsened your condition. Here’s to everyone with a progressive disability who has to constantly mourn your body and who you are are you lose your movement, your ability, as you see it get worse and you sit there trying to make your toes move, or your hand move and it just won’t happen and no one can really fully understand that mourning.

I go through it, I mourn with you, everyone with a progressive disability mourns with you, we are in this horribleness together.

vampireapologist:

vampireapologist:

my fav thing in wildlife research is the concept of animals being “trap happy” meaning the same animal goes into a trap on purpose again and again after it’s caught the first time bc it was like “hey…..there was food in there and Zero (0) predators and then they just let me go in the morning…….”

on one hand it fucks up our data but on the other hand……..I Get It you Funky Little Rodents

if it were pouring rain on my walk home from work at night and I found a big metal box full of pizza and a bed where no one else could bother me and the only condition is that in the cold light of day I’d have to face a bunch of scientists weighing me and then letting me go on the sidewalk I’d probably end up in there a lot.