no, no, i’m not laughing at you, i’m just laughing at how you quote malvolio and polonius unironically
Thank you so much for your kind words. I’m really grateful to know that I’m helpful, and that I have a positive impact on my readers’ lives and relationships.
One message like this can really turn everything around. One message like this is worth 100 judgmental angering post.
Thank you both for the support. And really, this is why I don’t post half of my writing. There is so much more I would love to be sharing with people. But I’m not going to do it so long as randos feel like my spirituality and worship is their business.
I don’t get why people think that they are entitled to judge my relationship with the Hunter, or the relationship of any godspouse. I just read a rant someone wrote about godspousing and they referenced a post that I had made about being inspired to make people see why a god loves me. Yes I wrote a post about wanting to be beautiful enough to seem worthly of a god. No, you don’t get to judge me and deride me for be “superficial.” Do you know how much I don’t think I’m good enough for Him? Do you have any idea how long I have struggled with self esteem issues? Why did no one seem to understand that that post wasn’t just about appearance? That in wanting to present my beautiful enough to win a gods love I want learn all of the good qualities that I lack or that I struggle with and have them shine through me? I want to be good enough, for Him, and for people to see it. I just want to be good enough.
Maybe I expected people to read the subtext too much, but seriously, I’m “sickening” based off of one fucking post. I think it’ll be easier for me to be good enough for Him than for me to ever be good enough for the fucking pagan tag.
Might I suggest biking gloves? They are trippy, well padded, sleek looking, and aren’t terribly bulky.
That’s a really good idea. I’m going to look for some.
I’m a demisexual autistic synesthete, who walks with a cane, hears gods and spirits, travels to the Otherworlds, and who happens to be beloved of an ancient god and is the incarnation of a different equally ancient god.
Yeah, I’m totally the least interesting character in this urban fantasy novel that is my life.
They’re white, small wild roses, with Birch and Oak leaves intertwined. Then the Hunter’s fallow antlers are affixed each autumn after he sheds them, tied on with leather.
I know I’m late with this meme, but I’m going to post it anyway.
You are my Bryn Mawr baby, I’m so happy that you are there. I have secret hopes that you join the two clubs I headed up and somehow you become part of my Hell Family. (seriously, look into Athena’s Circle the pagan club and Double Star the SciFi Fantasy club if you’re at all interested in those topics).
I cannot say how proud I am of you.
I have CRPS in my right leg, and I don’t always have full mobility in the affected leg, sometimes I can’t pull my weight on it, and I often get dizzy and need some support.
I don’t really have the problem of sweaty hands, but I do get blisters on my cane hand. I’ve thought about getting padded gloves for this reason.