I hate PTSD. The way people are treating Christine Blasey Ford is kicking up some stuff.
And I'm just jittery and anxious and weepy. Alternating with wanting to scorch the earth . And then in various FB groups people are talking about ASMR videos and on Twitter because YouTube has been demonetizing them
4chan misogynistic assholes are reporting them for making money off sex related things even though its not sex related.
I have a very negative reaction to ASMR and tend to want to punch things after watching the videos and some people are describing what they like and in my current emotional state I'm getting the reaction I normally have from watching them just from reading the descriptions
And customers are being annoying. I hate today
I'm sorry, askye. I hope you can find time/space to decompress.
Who got lost on the way to the testing place, parked two blocks away and had to sprint through a rainstorm to get there on time and yet still passed her test? THAT WOULD BE ME.
I have one more test next week, the English Certification, and then bob's your motherfucking uncle and I can get hired as a real teacher with benefits and everything.
Neither rain ... etc., etc. ... will deter Scrappy! yay!
I am graciously accepting all accolades.
Yes yes yes y'all, scrappy killing it! Woot!
Yay Scrappy!
{{{askye}}} The Blasey Ford stuff is kicking up terrible things for me, too. I'm not exactly an assault survivor, but not unequivocally
not,
either; I don't even know how to describe what I still call "the incident." But I know it happened the same year, and I was a year younger than she was, and nobody but my parents and my therapist knew for years, and the casual, easy, immediate contempt and loathing people feel totally free to express toward her are just drilling down into a core of volcanic rage seething right under my skin. I'm just barely able to keep it from leaking out all over everything. And I'm seeing the same thing everywhere, from so many women. It feels terrifying and all-consuming and exhausting.
I'd rather think about Scrappy being the most ass-kicking name-taking teacher in town, really.
The Blasey Ford stuff is kicking up terrible things for me, too.
I can't read too much about it because of the trifecta of (1) women are not believed; (2) gaslighting; and (3) this country grossly misunderstands the effects of trauma.
I'd really like to make it to 50 without having a stroke, and that shit is giving me a damn rage aneurysm.
