Red_Eclipse [she/her]

baby socialist, reformed lib, still learning

Avatar description: glitched out Pluto but red

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Cake day: August 11th, 2023

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  • jokerfied Sometimes I get so mad that it’s been so long, and my family has been like this possibly for generations and generations, and only NOW are they just figuring us out. For so long, nobody fucking gave a shit, nobody fucking bothered to even understand us. Just locked us up, lobotomized us, shamed us for being different, and left us to go homeless and die. And only NOW do they realize: “Wow, it looks like they’re actual people with feelings!” Fuck everything. Monstrous society. fuckin-deserve






  • I can’t stand people who complain about other people’s lawns. Especially knowing how pointless and wasteful they are. All it amounts to is that you’ve sinned against their suburbanite cult by not following their sacred ritual of “maintaining the property”. The not socializing thing, too. My family is neurodivergent and we’ve always had problems with neighbors acting snotty towards us because we’re “weird”. Now that I think of it, having a manicured lawn so people don’t get mad at you is a type of masking lol.

    It is depressing when their devotion to the cult of normalcy causes them to celebrate the eviction of a less than perfect tenant. Such heartlessness.


  • Nothing about society made sense, people were always doing things contrary to what they professed to believe or hold dear. Fast forward thirty years, I start learning about the contradictions of capitalism, and slowly things started to click. I could finally start processing why nothing made sense to me as a child. The system can’t make sense! That was so freeing, to realize that, and that there are alternatives.

    Literally same!!! And the capitalist realism caused me so much despair too.






  • I think I might. I excelled in school and yet my math grades were always around a C. I have a hard time keeping numbers in my head, they just disappear unless i focus really really hard to keep them there. I can remember many frustrated tears shed trying to do math homework, or being the last one still working on the math test. And yeah basically I need a calculator unless I really put a lot of effort to keep the numbers in my head, but at that point it feels like you’re really straining a muscle so to speak. When I’m knitting, I sometimes have to count my stitches over and over because I forgot the number halfway through counting.

    It’s odd because at the same time, I’m really good at logic. I got a degree in computer science (but ended up being too autistic to get a job). I always got great grades for my programming work. I can remember taking a physics course and most of the time the math was just rearranging equations, where you’re just dealing with the logic of switching the symbols around like m, t, d, etc, and plugging the numbers into the calculator. I was great at that, and even enjoyed it sometimes. But the damn numbers, man. If our physics teacher didn’t let us use calculators I would have failed. So in my brain at least, it seems that arithmetic and logic are two separate things.