weekly thoughts

weird body feels recently ~ reminding me of high school when i was an unhealthy brat but this time idk? i’ve been lethargic for months but no cause i can think of hmm. Also creeping realisation i probably need to see my psych again but i’m too scared to ask doc for another medicare plan and i can’t pay in full. Gonna push on.

Read about trauma and how a lack of love afterwards leaves the deepest scar ~ resounded with me. Slowly admitting that my heart still hurts. Told my closest friends about it for 1st time and it went ok but i still feel empty sometimes

i had a thought that i don’t feel old anymore, for a while i was sad because i could see my baby years fading away… into my real 20s now. Also back to feeling like a baby.

i’m finally studying animal law this semester  ! (i studied law to pursue enviro/animal law as a career of interest i’m rly not into corp or commercial law at all RIP my whole degree) but i’m feeling apprehensive..

loving n valuing animals and their habitat has been a huge passion of mine since i was little. But as i’ve grown and learned the social motivations behind such a thing now seem murky.

how can i advocate for the emancipation of animals from slavery/torture when the food industry as we know it (not just the meat industry too) relies on the ongoing oppression and slavery of actual human beings?

How can I as a white woman advocate for work animals to be freed, when my entire lifestyle is built on the manual labour of men, women and children born into a world that privileges some above others?

how can i encourage people to recognise the violence of the meat industry and discard these institutions when to do so requires a level of wealth and privilege that entire continents don’t have access to?

HOW can i actively engage in capitalist systems every day, and pretend that the destruction of animals and their eco-systems is anything other than a bi-product of my own lifestyle?

rip my brain

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omfg look at this burn

i used to write a lot about the forest as a feminine energy that annihilated masculine anger… like  a throat that would swallow those who didn’t know their place. i think this is the beginning of a visual diary to go along with that