Mossy Feathers (She/They)

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Cake day: July 20th, 2023

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  • I watched someone beat an opossum to death with a shovel as a child. They told me that’s just what you did with opossums and couldn’t understand why I was crying. It was just minding its own business and they decided they had to kill it for some reason. The sound and image is seared into my head and I’ll never get it out. I dunno if they ever got what was coming to them, but I hope they did.

    I had a group of “”“friends”“” for slightly over a decade who were very abusive towards me. I was too lonely and desperate to walk away, and they knew that, so I endured the emotional abuse until they finally decided they were bored with me. I probably won’t ever fully heal from that. Last I heard the group had broken apart, but afaik that was all that happened.

    At least I have better people in my life now, but the events of the latter mean I’m always on edge and just waiting for the other shoe to drop. I’m waiting for someone to pull the rug out from under me and show me they were just getting me attached so they could abuse me too.







  • I think at least part of it is wanting a partner that makes them feel safe and secure, and perceiving height as an indicator of such. Tbh, however, if I liked you and you had an 8" difference on me then I’d probably be really happy (that’d put you at 6’7" tho).

    That said, if they care about your height enough that they don’t want to date you, then I’d tell you the same thing I’d tell a girl who’s being shamed for not having DD cups: they’re hardcore objectifying you and you shouldn’t waste your time on them; you deserve better.








  • I’m 30. Just recently started living. The past few months have been a blur of excitement, happiness, sadness, jealousy, anger, frustration, fear, and basically every other emotion imaginable. I have been in shock multiple times; and I have experienced overwhelming euphoria too. Things are turning around, and it’s slow, painful and scary as fuck, but they’re turning around.

    My friends aren’t abusive.

    My friends actually love and care about me.

    I feel like I have a functional family (even if I still have to live with my bio family)

    I feel like I have a home (even if I’m still stuck in my parents house)

    I’ve also become aware of how lonely I am. How broken I am. How my parents did a great job of cratering any chance I had of being a functioning, successful person. How my parents terrible advice regarding dating and socializing meant I missed out on some of the best years of my life.

    Yet, the thing that’s been the most encouraging is that I haven’t been told to leave all my baggage at the door. No, they (my friends) let me bring my baggage with me and start unpacking in front of them. I have never felt so supported and cared about, and while I wish they could do more, I wouldn’t trade them for anyone. They’re slowly teaching me how to be a person and it makes me so happy. I love them very much <3


  • Mossy Feathers (She/They)@pawb.socialtoScience Memes@mander.xyzMultiverse
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    12 days ago

    I love multiverse theory! I also love how a lot of people don’t really understand how finite infinites work in the context of multiverse theory!

    There might be a universe in which magic exists. However, there is no universe in which I exist and magic exists. That’s because I was born into a mundane version of the universe, so there are infinite possibilities, but because my existence in a magical universe is 0, being accepted into a witching school is something that’ll never happen for me.

    So no, within the context of multiverse theory there is no universe in which multiverse theory doesn’t exist, because that is a paradox and as such, has 0 chance of existing. However, it totally possible that a magical universe does exist (I would say we don’t know enough about the formation of the universe to accurately judge whether or not such a universe could be possible under the right formative circumstances); it’s just that the chances of any of us existing in that universe is 0.