Hi. Hi guys.
Something happened on Tumblr, I guess? Welcome, other lurkers.
Seeing people being all active again made me want to post something, but it's such a tangle of fishhooks, I don't know where to start.
A white man with probably PTSD harmed my students and my community. He walked into my student's college scene bar and shot them. Some of the people I see every day were traumatized by not-my-colleges-students being killed, because communities are interconnected. Some are just scared. I don't know how to teach like this. The whole semester has these huge ???????? symbols over everything.
I have a toddler now, she's wonderful, she gives so much to me, and she needs a lot from me.
I have a spouse who took over the family business after his dad died earlier this year. That was hard enough, but now he has a broken elbow. He couldn't even change the baby's diaper for a while there. He needed a lot from me.
I kind of reacquainted myself with my religion during this time. It is a blissful 1 hour a week where no one needed anything from me, but also where the church I found was keen to engage with social justice issues and had a multicultural community and... yeah. I sobbed my way through the first familiar service after the mass shooting in my town. I imprinted.
The country has moved on from our town's deaths and mass shootings and fires. I don't know how I feel about that. How is it that we have so many traumatic scandals that this was soooooo two weeks ago?
I adore my daughter, and she loves music. Your favorite songs to sing to babies during the holidays, please?
Also, remember us when it comes time to vote, USians. Please. Gun violence research. Climate change. Education. #enough
Something happened on Tumblr, I guess? Welcome, other lurkers.
Seeing people being all active again made me want to post something, but it's such a tangle of fishhooks, I don't know where to start.
A white man with probably PTSD harmed my students and my community. He walked into my student's college scene bar and shot them. Some of the people I see every day were traumatized by not-my-colleges-students being killed, because communities are interconnected. Some are just scared. I don't know how to teach like this. The whole semester has these huge ???????? symbols over everything.
I have a toddler now, she's wonderful, she gives so much to me, and she needs a lot from me.
I have a spouse who took over the family business after his dad died earlier this year. That was hard enough, but now he has a broken elbow. He couldn't even change the baby's diaper for a while there. He needed a lot from me.
I kind of reacquainted myself with my religion during this time. It is a blissful 1 hour a week where no one needed anything from me, but also where the church I found was keen to engage with social justice issues and had a multicultural community and... yeah. I sobbed my way through the first familiar service after the mass shooting in my town. I imprinted.
The country has moved on from our town's deaths and mass shootings and fires. I don't know how I feel about that. How is it that we have so many traumatic scandals that this was soooooo two weeks ago?
I adore my daughter, and she loves music. Your favorite songs to sing to babies during the holidays, please?
Also, remember us when it comes time to vote, USians. Please. Gun violence research. Climate change. Education. #enough