Waiting for the doctors to return so I can finally get on with fixing my health drives me crazy. There is a lot of anxiety and what ifs connected to it and I just want answers...this uncertainty and not being able to move forward with treatment because outside factors control timelines is so incredibly frustrating. I feel that every passing day is lost time in this regard. And since nobody in my social circal seems to care enough to listen to me when I try talking about it and just turn to dumping their shit and their problems on me as soon as we mention health or mental health, I need to vent it out here into the void.

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May a diseased holy man blow into your Nintendo cartridges!

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"Blond Noir Of Nightstreet." Anytime is an awesome time for goth. I went out on a November night back in 2023 to at last follow up on the Blond Noir using this cool shopping background I used in a nearby town close to Laurie. I took advantage of the LED street lights for the backdrop while it was at the late-night hours, with no people or car traffic to be any problem. The weather for that month was just right for this crossplay, and all I had to do was just look natural in my black and blonde's best and let the timer on the Olympus do the rest. That, and I edited it on Photo Scape for the classic Black and White style that makes goths look even better. As for a pre-Halloween goth? I say goth looks good just about anytime. #blackamdwhitephotography #goth #gothic #gothgirl #leotard #fishnets #prehalloween #cosplay #crossplay #nightphoto

All aboard the Thunberg flotilla. And you thought Carnival Cruise Lines were a boatload of far-left drama!

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Shared by Unfiltered Feels on Facebook four days ago: When a mother loses a baby, their DNA doesn’t just disappear. It lives inside of her. Little fragments of them stay woven into her blood, her bones, her very being. She carries them forever, even when the world assumes she’s “moved on.” Science calls it microchimerism. But mothers call it love that never left. Her baby’s cells cross into her body and stay there for a lifetime. A physical reminder that they were real, they existed, they mattered. So even when her arms are empty, she is never truly without them. Their presence lingers in her body, her heartbeat, her cells. She doesn’t just remember them… she holds them, every single day, in ways no one can see. Motherhood doesn’t end with loss. It lives on in her body. It lives on in her soul. It lives on in the love that never had the chance to grow old. She carries her baby forever. Not just in her heart. But in every part of who she is.

Saw this on Facebook shared by Alexis Palmer one day ago: "Somewhere, there’s a woman: 30 years old, no children. People ask her, “Still no kids?” She forces a smile. “Not yet.” Later, she cries… because she’s had miscarriages, because IVF didn’t work, because she’s tried for years, because her heart aches every time she’s asked that question. Somewhere else, there’s a woman: 34, five children. People say, “Five? I hope you’re done!” They laugh like it’s funny. She laughs too, politely. Later, she cries… because she wanted a big family, because her Granny had 12, because she’s tired of the judgment, because people assume she’s irresponsible, because no one sees how much love and care she pours into her kids. And then there’s another woman: 40, one child. People ask, “Only one? Didn’t you want more?” She smiles, “I’m happy with my one.” Later, she cries… because her one was a miracle, because she wanted more, because her body or life circumstances won’t allow it, because people don’t know the battles she’s already fought. 💔 These women are everywhere. They are our sisters, our neighbors, our coworkers, our friends. Their wombs are not community property. Their choices are not public business. Their pain is not ours to poke at with casual comments and “funny” jokes. So here’s the reminder: 👉 Whether it’s no kids, five kids, or one kid—it’s not your place to question. 👉 Respect their journey. Respect their story. Respect their silence. Because you never know what tears are hidden behind that smile." [Nadirah Angail]

A few words…. Dear Democrats: I know you are confused right now. I know you are struggling to comprehend what is happening. I am happy to explain it to you. You see, for decades you have persecuted us for holding conventionally American conservative beliefs. You insulted us. You called us "Nazis." You forcibly silenced us in conventional media and social media. You made us scared to speak our beliefs lest we lose our jobs or our friends and families. You de-banked us. You jailed conservative meme makers for free speech. You tried to steal our children in the public schools. You made us sit at our jobs and silently listen to some HR Karen telling us we were all inherently racist, sexist and evil. You pursued our political leaders with illegitimate lawfare right out of some mid-20th Century fascist state. You badgered us at the Thanksgiving table. You made us feel unwelcome in our own country and in our own homes. We tried turning the other cheek. We tried reasoning with you. We tried standing on principle. We told you that if we finally decided to do to you what you did to us, that you would not like it. Then your rhetoric got Charlie killed. Guess what? We have had enough, and we finally decided to do to you what you did to us. You need to be taught a painful lesson so the USA can be restored to a nation of freedom, justice and liberty. Do you understand now? It's for your own good. Love, Conservative America