I have two that go hand in hand. One cannot exist without the other in my moral compass.

Acceptance and resistance.

Accept the things you truly cannot change and resist the injustices/cruelties that you can take a stand for and help to change.

Took me a hell of a long time to learn to accept certain things as absolutes, like the fact that suffering is an inherent part of life, but I have always been one to fight against things that can be changed. Not all suffering should be inherent to the human experience, though, and a lot of it can be fought against.

I’m fortunate enough to have really great parents. Like exceptionally great. I get legitimately really sad for others when I hear that they don’t have awesome parents. I can’t imagine going a day without talking to my mom. She and I talk every morning to make sure we both get up and get ready for the day. My stepfather and I don’t talk as often as my mom and I do, but he has been my only true father figure.

My biological father was an absolute piece of shit for most of my life, but he got his shit together and I see him as a good friend now. He and I talk almost every day, mostly about pets or work.

If you can’t grow your own black holes, store-bought is fine.

Humanity also just can’t coexist peacefully with anything. We ruin everything we touch. Our hubris will be our downfall and I take comfort in the fact that the Earth will heal after we extinct ourselves.

Idk how we’d get rid of money, but it needs to be done. We’re literally the only species on the planet with this concept and we’re suffering for it.

Feel like any resulting UTIs would be worth it for the great sleep that bath would bring

Nobody mistakes me for a teenager anymore.

Kids call me “lady”

I want to go to bed at 9 PM

I get excited for new appliances

I don’t know jack shit about photography, but I think it’d look nicer if the carrots had all of their fluffy stems still.

Kinda glad my body decided to just stop digesting beef a few years ago. I’m learning so much about what I can be potentially avoiding by not being able to consume it. Beef just sits in my stomach for an absurdly long time. So I don’t eat it. I have mostly fish as my animal protein, but substitute with plant based proteins and sometimes chicken to avoid too much mercury. I eat pork on occasion but it isn’t my favorite. I tried going vegetarian and vegan a couple of times and my already poor health declined. Now I do whatever it is that I do lol. I just eat what I like and what I know is good for my specific health conditions.

I’m aware that I am a very messy person and I desperately wish I wasn’t. My executive dysfunction makes cleaning and keeping things clean so damn hard

My mom loves this song and tries to sing it all sexy and its so cringe that I feel my soul leave my body

I thought that I’d die of cancer because that’s my zodiac sign and nobody could convince me otherwise.

I donate to my local food bank. I worked in their hydroponics garden a few years ago and saw how much work goes into providing food for the needy. They need all the help they can get.

I also donate time and energy and a bit of money on a specific horse at the stables I volunteer at. She’s an old mare with an owner who doesn’t give a shit about her. Nobody really does anything with her other than me and another person, and that other person only lets her out to graze. I exercise the horse, groom her, give her lots of attention, and I got her a winter blanket recently.

Last time I rolled my ankle I got a Maisonneuve fracture. The surgeon who fixed me up was super pumped about it because these types of fractures apparently don’t happen super often.

That’s hilarious. We had a desk dedicated to Datto devices. It was the Datto Desk. We were really upset when it had to be cleared for a new employee. Now we have another desk dedicated to empty phone boxes and tissues.

We are moving to a new building next year, so I’m sure we’ll come up with all new stuff to enshrine.

I work at an MSP and we all have little shrines of random shit on our desks that we’ve collected. The one guy has a mini filing cabinet under his desk of tech shit that’s nearly as old as I am (I’m 27).

If we are ever told that we can’t have our shrines, we’ll all be devastated.

Omg thank you!

Love this excuse to share a pic of the most beloved member of my flock. Antonio. When he is raising ducklings, we call him Big Papa Tony

My route to where I volunteer at keeps getting blocked at night by construction. Guess they decided night time was the best time to repave the roads? There is the same amount of traffic at both times

Omg that makes me so happy. I love my spoders. I moved into my house 2 years ago and so far, I’ve had 5 different spiders. One male and four females. They all die eventually, but I love watching them grow.