I currently have a very sweet little girl rat in my care. she was surrendered with her cagemate to the animal shelter where I volunteer, and they were in such bad shape that the shelter got animal control involved. they both had lice and pneumonia and were severely underweight. unfortunately the cagemate succumbed to her illnesses, but this baby girl is a fighter.
she was treated successfully with revolution and put on baytril for her pneumonia, but her vocalizations were still terrible at the shelter and she wasn’t eating much. I took her in to foster, got her on baytril+doxy, and fed her lots of protein (she LOVES chicken and turkey baby food). her weight is up to 300g from 274g, so she’s still a bit underweight, but she’s already looking much better. I worry she has mycoplasma and will have upper respiratory issues for the rest of her life; she’s still a little vocal but it doesn’t sound like it’s in her lungs, thankfully. she has some issues with eating, but the vets seem to think it’s just behavioral (she seems very interested in certain foods but will only eat them if she can wrestle bites of it out of my hand; if I give her a big piece she may either not take it or take it and set it down; rarely she will eat things on her own time if she’s interested enough).
she’s a quirky gal, but she’s sweet, smart, and active, and she really needs companionship. she’s lonely without her cagemate, and unfortunately I only have intact male rats, so I can’t take her in myself. she would greatly benefit from having other female/neutered male rats as company, but she is a health risk and requires extra care; possibly twice-daily antibiotics for the rest of her life.
if anyone in the DC area would be willing to take her in, I (and the shelter staff) would be SO grateful! I’d gladly sponsor her adoption fee, even though it’s only $5. message me privately for details if you’d like to contact the shelter about her adoption; I want to see her go to a good, loving home!
If you love a child and you’re worried
that something about them is going to make them a target for bullying or
other cruelty in the future, the best possible thing you can do is give
them as much validation and support as you possibly can, and do your
best to counteract the cultural messaging they’re going to receive about the ‘wrongness’ of being different. Show that child unwavering respect as a human being, and demand that others in that child’s life also treat them with respect.
The worst possible thing you can do for a
child who is fat, gender nonconforming, disabled, LGBT+, or otherwise
different from most of the other children they will grow up knowing, is
to tell them they have to hide or get rid of their differences so people won’t be mean to them.
You
need to refuse to become a child’s first bully. The world can be an awful,
cruel place to kids who aren’t like their peers – but you can counteract
some of that cruelty instead of being the first to show it. Accept kids for who they
are and teach them that they deserve respect and care as they are, that they don’t have to earn love or kindness by suppressing parts of themselves to fit someone else’s idea of who they should be.
Even
if you actually succeed in forcing a child to be ‘more normal’, the
lessons they take away from seeing themselves as unworthy without
changing major aspects of their appearance, personality, etc., will stay
with them forever. It’s traumatic to be told who you are as a person is
a bad thing.
Whether you succeed or not, the attempt will teach them
that it’s acceptable for others to demand they change major aspects of
who they are; that bullying is an acceptable way to show love; that they deserve any cruelty people show them for being different; and that if others around them are ‘weird’, they’re entitled to bully those others into compliance just as they themselves were bullied – by you.
Children with eating disorders are in a
worse position than happy fat kids with adults in their life who love
and support them exactly as they are. Children who are bullied until
they stop self-expressing in ways that defy gender roles are in a worse
position than happy gender nonconforming kids who have adults in their
life who stand up for them and love and support them exactly as they
are.
Autistic kids who grow up in an environment where their differences
aren’t treated as burdens are better off than autistic kids who are
traumatized by abusive therapies where they’re trained to deny any uniquely autistic needs, pain, or body language and taught implicitly that who they are is lesser.
Don’t
try to change a child to make the world safer for them. By teaching them
that who they are is the problem, rather than the bullying itself, you are being part of that danger.
Instead, do everything you can to honour and respect the children you
love for who they are.
Encourage them to think well of themselves and to
not believe any messaging they’re receiving from the world that tells
them they’ll never be good enough until they conform. Seek out and
create positive representation of people like them – and people who are
different in a multitude of other ways – who are good, interesting,
worthwhile people. Compliment them on the unique ways they express
themselves. Teach them not to be afraid of not being exactly like
everyone else.
A kid can grow up different and still be
okay. But they need the support and love of the people around them to
make it in a sometimes hostile world. And they need the adults in their
life to work to keep that hostile world at bay as much as possible, and
not be part of the hostility.
Yesterday, I was trawling iTunes for a decent podcast about writing. After a while, I gave up, because 90% of them talked incessantly about “self-discipline,” “making writing a habit,” “getting your butt in the chair,” “getting yourself to write.” To me, that’s six flavors of fucked up.
Okay, yes—I see why we might want to “make writing a habit.” If we want to finish anything, we’ll have to write at least semi-regularly. In practical terms, I get it.
But maybe before we force our butts into chairs, we should ask why it’s so hard to “get” ourselves to write. We aren’t deranged; our brains say “I don’t want to do this” for a reason. We should take that reason seriously.
Most of us resist writing because it hurts and it’s hard. Well, you say, writing isn’t supposed to be easy—but there’s hard, and then there’s hard. For many of us, sitting down to write feels like being asked to solve a problem that is both urgent and unsolvable—“I have to, but it’s impossible, but I have to, but it’s impossible.” It feels fucking awful, so naturally we avoid it.
We can’t “make writing a habit,” then, until we make it less painful. Something we don’t just “get” ourselves to do.
The “make writing a habit” people are trying to do that, in their way. If you do something regularly, the theory goes, you stop dreading it with such special intensity because it just becomes a thing you do. But my god, if you’re still in that “dreading it” phase and someone tells you to “make writing a habit,” that sounds horrible.
So many of us already dismiss our own pain constantly. If we turn writing into another occasion for mute suffering, for numb and joyless endurance, we 1) will not write more, and 2) should not write more, because we should not intentionally hurt ourselves.
Seriously. If you want to write more, don’t ask, “how can I make myself write?” Ask, “why is writing so painful for me and how can I ease that pain?” Show some compassion for yourself. Forgive yourself for not being the person you wish you were and treat the person you are with some basic decency. Give yourself a fucking break for avoiding a thing that makes you feel awful.
Here’s what stops more people from writing than anything else: shame. That creeping, nagging sense of ‘should be,’ ‘should have been,’ and ‘if only I had…’ Shame lives in the body, it clenches our muscles when we sit at the keyboard, takes up valuable mental space with useless, repetitive conversations. Shame, and the resulting paralysis, are what happen when the whole world drills into you that you should be writing every day and you’re not.
The antidote, he says, is to treat yourself kindly:
For me, writing always begins with self-forgiveness. I don’t sit down and rush headlong into the blank page. I make coffee. I put on a song I like. I drink the coffee, listen to the song. I don’t write. Beginning with forgiveness revolutionizes the writing process, returns its being to a journey of creativity rather than an exercise in self-flagellation. I forgive myself for not sitting down to write sooner, for taking yesterday off, for living my life. That shame? I release it. My body unclenches; a new lightness takes over once that burden has floated off. There is room, now, for story, idea, life.
Writing has the potential to bring us so much joy. Why else would we wantto do it? But first we’ve got to unlearn the pain and dread and anxiety and shame attached to writing—not just so we can write more, but for our own sakes! Forget “making writing a habit”—how about “being less miserable”? That’s a worthy goal too!
Luckily, there are ways to do this. But before I get into them, please absorb this lesson: if you want to write, start by valuing your own well-being. Start by forgiving yourself. And listen to yourself when something hurts.
Show some compassion for yourself. Forgive yourself for not being the person you wish you were and treat the person you are with some basic decency. Give yourself a fucking break for avoiding a thing that makes you feel awful.
IT’S MY FAVORITE GARGOYLE BACK AGAIN FOR WINTERTIME.
I want to know the exact conversation that lead to the creation of this abomination
Ye olde German architect: “ok, it’s time to put in the rainspouts and last night I was out with the lads and Hans had too much and the point is I had the FUNNIEST idea…” *Holds up drawing*
Ye olde German Architect Supervisor: * snorts beer out of his nose.* “YES. BUILD IT IMMEDIATELY.”
That’s gussy babe
Sooooo I just came back from studying in Freiburg and went on a tour of the Münster with a historian who knew all of the insider secrets and the story is even better than you think.
It took more than 300 years to build the Freiburger Münster (1200s-1500s), so they went through a lot of architects and people who paid those architects. Some of the patrons were dicks and one of those dicks lived in a house right next to the Münster. The asshat kept demanding they work faster and changed his mind every five hours about what he wanted and THEN he refused to pay the architects because he wasn’t happy with what they’d done.
That really pissed the builders off so in retaliation, the head architect built the butt gargoyle facing his house so that every morning for the rest of his life, when the dick looked out his window at the Münster, he’d have to look at a gargoyle butt.
So, the defecating gargoyle is a big fat “fuck you” to someone’s dick of a boss that has survived 500 years and two world wars
December 15th: Hi everyone, I’m Gemma and I’m so sorry to have to ask this again but,
would anyone be able to send me a few £’s to help me get through the winter months, especially Christmas & New Year?!
If anyone has been following me for any amount of time, you’ll know how much I’ve been struggling these past few months, due to my welfare benefits (Universal Credit & Housing Benefit) being revoked and without any government aid, I’ve been drowning in debt and struggling to make ends meet. So far, I’ve been getting by with the help of some of the kindest people in the world but as it’s now winter where I live, I’m struggling to get through the festive period and I’m not due to receive a partial-benefit payment until the New Year and I desperately need help, I need at least £150, to help me get groceries/supplies and pay a few essential bills (keeping my gas + electricity on).
I’ve also created a wishlist with some essential items + Christmas gifts to help me get by (thermal clothing, boots etc..) and as many of the items are from the marketplace, you’ll need to join my list to buy any items.
If anyone could spare any amount to help me, even if it’s just £1/$1/€1, it would literally save my life and keep me warm and sharing definitely helps just as much as donations. Nobody is obligated in any way to buy anything off my wishlist or donate if they can’t or don’t want to, I know we’re all struggling. Thank you for your help 💖
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