Hell's Paradise Is A Fun Story Where Everybody Smiles

lost in the moss

because i love y’all, i’m sharing my family’s recipe for apple tea (traditional fall/winter drink in west asia, turkey, and many areas of the balkans)

it’s like a more delicate version of apple cider and i basically live off of this stuff when the weather starts to cool!

Apple Tea (for two)

1 large apple or 2 small, shredded (you can use a cheese grater)

3 cups water

1-2 cinnamon sticks

2-3 pc clove (optional)

honey to taste

1 tsp of lemon juice (add at end)

green tea (optional! some versions call for green tea but i actually prefer it without. up to you!)

throw it all in a pot and let it simmer on a low temperature for an hour or so. while it’s simmering, it will also make your home smell delicious! (if you make it with green tea, add the tea at the end, about five minutes before taking it off the heat so the flavor doesn’t become bitter from oversteeping). strain into your cups and enjoy hot.

end result:

To anyone who insult me or say something untrue about me got my executive dysfunction on their backs. Like aye say what you want i will literally unable to talk back because it's hard to get words out of my mouth. can't even tell you how I feel about it :/ . I'll just stand there in silence looking at the distance and die even if you say the most meanest and untrue thing about me

When I was younger and more abled, I was so fucking on board with the fantasy genre’s subversion of traditional femininity. We weren’t just fainting maidens locked up in towers; we could do anything men could do, be as strong or as physical or as violent. I got into western martial arts and learned to fight with a rapier, fell in love with the longsword.

But since I’ve gotten too disabled to fight anymore, I… find myself coming back to that maiden in a tower. It’s that funny thing, where subverting femininity is powerful for the people who have always been forced into it… but for the people who have always been excluded, the powerful thing can be embracing it.

As I’m disabled, as I say to groups of friends, “I can’t walk that far,” as I’m in too much pain to keep partying, I find myself worrying: I’m boring, too quiet, too stationary, irrelevant. The message sent to the disabled is: You’re out of the narrative, you’re secondary, you’re a burden.

The remarkable thing about the maiden in her tower is not her immobility; it’s common for disabled people to be abandoned, set adrift, waiting at bus stops or watching out the windows, forgotten in institutions or stranded in our houses. The remarkable thing is that she’s like a beacon, turning her tower into a lighthouse; people want to come to her, she’s important, she inspires through her appearance and words and craftwork.  In medieval romances she gives gifts, write letters, sends messengers, and summons lovers; she plays chess, commissions ballads, composes music, commands knights. She is her household’s moral centre in a castle under siege. She is a castle unto herself, and the integrity of her body matters.

That can be so revolutionary to those of us stuck in our towers who fall prey to thinking: Nobody would want to visit; nobody would want to listen; nobody would want to stay.

that last bit from we free the stars, when Nasir was so happy he cried... my boy never really thought that his life was gonna get better, that he will one day feel happiness, valued.. loved...

can anyone with adhd give me tips how to study? i have not been diagnosed but im pretty sure i have it. Everything make so much sense to such great level after learning what adhd is. I’m taking a gap year and in 5 months i’ll be taking a college entrance exam, and i have completely forgotten everything, i don’t  think i remember how to do any math too. I honestly would love to take another break but  i dont want to get the same reaction from my family for my choice.  i certainly don’t understand why learning should be rushed, like i could see some points to it but it’s still stupid. so back to point one can anyone give suggestions?  i have only five months left and no i have not study at all for the past 8 months ive been doing nothing but crochet even when i dont want to do it >:(  Edit : k i could be just extremely lazy and have no adhd but i feel like anyone who have this condition is the right person to ask since you are the Queens, Kings and the Alphas that could give me answer to the question that im seeking. i should learn from the true masters. and if you have the answer but explaining stuff is hard for you. thank you for reading i guess. ily

i’m DISABLED, not “differently abled”

today, i mentioned one of my disabilities to an adult i know. i called it a disability, and i assumed the language i used to describe my condition would be respected. instead, this adult said to me “i don’t like to think of them as disabilities, instead think of it as being differently abled.”

my response: i’m going to be disabled whether or not you call me that. what’s so bad about the word “disabled?” antagonising the word “disabled” only demonises disabled people. shying away from the word “disabled” reinforces the shame society indoctrinates into us disabled people. it teaches us to hate ourselves for being disabled, to feel lesser than abled people. it feeds ableism and patronises disabled people.

disabled people should be taught to be proud of their disabilities; we should never be taught to feel shame or self hatred for being something we cannot change. furthermore, why should i want to change my disability? why should i always be wishing for the impossible: for a permanent part of me to be deleted?

instead, let’s celebrate our individuality and differences. let’s accept our disabilities!

I just learned a thing called self inserted character, and turns out that is what I have been doing almost whenever I'm obsessed with a story and I am so excited that that is a thing and it means I have a way to work on it holy crap, and that this little imagination of mine is okay, like I'm allowed to do that. aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh