pouncivil.bsky.social
Just a person trying to survive my own path
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Fucking love it! This is a fantastic bad purchase.
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You are very lucky, and it is lovely to see someone know that they are indeed blessed to have a family like yours. Having a family who hates you for just being alive or being abused because you are unwanted is a terrible thing. I hope I can give my made family the joy you have with yours. ❤️
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I feel like it is really tough to always be labeled as a white woman and know you never are the ugg wearing, pumpkin spice loving, skinny jeans wearing calling for managers that are not progressive. There are exceptions... thankfully.
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Awesome mug
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I loves it ❤️
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2015, that was the year everyone got the right to marry.
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I am deeply sorry that you are loosing your drive and health from this difficult and heart wrenching timeline we are living in. Just know there are many who still view you as human and appreciate your work. This is a marathon, take time to heal and gain your light back, your audience will wait.
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I am still overjoyed by your art...and my tattoo 😜
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When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi it weighs 11.2 ounces, The Color of Magic by Terry Prattchett supposdedly weights 2.31 pounds (on amazon) but I dont think it really does, Tao Of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff 5.6 ounces
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What a waste of money and resources
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For those who have MS too, know that you are not alone. It sucks. I am here struggling with you on my own version of the same path. Just keep going forward. Sometimes just surviving the day is enough. Even if it doesn't feel like it. (hugs)
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My head feels like it is being squeezed by a hydraulic press wanting to squish it down my spinal column. making it hard to see and talk. My legs are fighting me on every step as my body wants to drop like a sack of potatos, thudding to the floor. Lassitude is so strong it is unbelievable.
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I do think that the symptoms are on the same level of cancer. but instead of one cancer, it is several all at once, at anytime. I know there are people out there with many cancers. I am sorry.
My heart breaks for your pain because i can relate. I know the loneliness, solitude, and endlessness of it.
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I don't think going back is ever a solution. Any time back more than a handful of months would take hard fought for rights and positive progression away from people who are marginalized. Forward is the only way, but it has to be for good, not just greed and selfishness. All life deserves equity.
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I fully agree, I have 100%modal jersey knit sheets and they are heavenly .
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Omg, my bestie would love the orca!
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Good, why would people want to have kids in today's country where it is ok to let companies decide the fate of a person's health that isn't medically trained and specialized to save lives. Or to be forced to live a life that is barely worth living because everything even surviving is too expensive.
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Oh Limey, they are so beautiful. 😍
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I love this!
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Don't over think it or stress about it, keep a budget.
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Black?
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Omg! I love it! Gonna go measure my head!
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Daily!
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Awww, being responsible sucks
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Get them and we play in the many halls
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It is degrading, embarrassing, and makes you feel even more lonely and bigger burden because your forcing your family see you in you most shameful pitiful self that you have no control over. Then to expected to be looked as the main care giver for them, it is impossible to feel like a good parent.