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Interpret my thoughts.

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This blog is simply a collection of images, videos, quotes, etc. that for one reason or another catch my eye. No promises in terms of consistency. If you like women who like women, visit my primary blog: [click here].
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Since my sister has publicly come out as Ace, let me tell you the best joke she made:

So, last November, I was driving to Denver with my sister, when she told me she identified as Asexual and felt that I should know.  I think she was expecting me to ask a bunch of weird questions because she literally pulled out notes, but I got to be “Nah, it’s all good and I’m glad you feel safe enough to some out.” and since there wasn’t much more to say, we went back to swearing at the shitty drivers on I-25.

Two exits later, it occurred to me that I hadn’t actually seen my sister for a year prior and might have forgotten to come out to her when I was doing it last March.  “Just to be clear- you know I’m Bi, right?”

“OH MY GOD.” she howls, making me almost plow into a pickup in surprise.  “YOU’RE EITHER AND I’M NEITHER.”  

I had to pull over I started laughing to hard.

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I bring this up because 1. She just publicly came out and 2. SHE MADE US MATCHING SHIRTS FOR THE NEXT PRIDE.  I LOVE IT.

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Be wary of anyone who talks about “the real world.” Your world is real. Your experiences are real. And the phrase “the real world” tends to be bandied about by people who want you to imagine that everyone is as cruel as them, you’re just too sheltered to know it.

No matter how many adult responsibilities you have, it is not impossible to find compassionate people.

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And also be wary of people who try to excuse their bigotry (or excuse other people’s bigotry) as saying “that’s how the real world works”.

Sorry to hijack this post but it fits so well with something I’ve been thinking about with regard to parenting.

So my kid is going through a time when everything feels so much. She cries over apparently trivial things. Now I have other adults helping me raise her (I’m not with her 24/7 because work). And mostly they to tell her not to cry, or not to be bothered by whatever it was. Their reasoning (because I’ve asked) is that she’ll have to learn to deal with life better and that a sticker with fuzz on it isn’t worth getting upset over. The implication is that she’ll face hardships that are bigger, so she might as well learn to suck it up now.

But here’s my thinking: how about not doing that? I let my kid cry for a minute, I give her a hug, I try to pinpoint what upset her (”Oh, I know it must be frustrating being able to tie that ribbon into a knot, and then not being able to do it again.”) And I try to wait until the moment she feels she’s done crying about it, and then tag the lesson at that moment. (”Sometimes it takes a few tries to learn something, so let’s try again when you’re ready.”) Her world is not my world. Tying a ribbon isn’t a big deal to me, but it is to her. That’s her experience and it’s not my place to assign a relative value to her experience.

My kid is going to experience the hardness of the world. Everyone does. But I have two arguments against toughening her up for it:

  1. If she can’t rely on her own mother (or father, or whoever) to offer her patience, kindness, and understanding when she’s just a little kid, then when can she expect kindness? Doesn’t everyone deserve a period of the warm cocoon of childhood?
  2. How is my kid ever supposed to learn how to be kind, if no one shows her? 
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