“You Don’t Have A Right To The Cards You Believe You Should Have Been Dealt. You Have An Obligation

When she reported it they told her she was brave

Then they made her remote

To Report or Not To Report...that is the eternal flaming highway wreck of a question.

Hopecore! 💓

🌸stay tune 📺 . .

sorry for upcoming long vent:

so my local situation has been pretty horrid since new presidential era lmao (i think same thing can be said to US situation as well) .. im still trying to find a good balance of my headspace to keep creating and what motivates me to keep going, and for now... i think what motivates me to want to create is to be where my followers (or those who enjoys my art) can stay sane or be reminded of what's still good in our normal, mundane days to strive for. I hope we can be together to strive for hope. so yea, i will try to keep illustrating, creating, experimenting! being a doomer wont do me or anyone moving forward, but I will do what i know best to keep the cog moving.. sorry to be hopecore it's my only weapon for now lol!

Being sexually harassed is less like you were running and tripped, and more like someone pushed you. Replaying everything you did or didn’t do doesn’t actually help you to prevent it from happening again.

Ready to quit your job?

How To Decide If You Should

You don’t owe anyone a perfect story.

Maybe you forgot the exact date. Maybe your memory skips or rewinds. Maybe you didn’t document it. Maybe you didn’t tell anyone right away. Maybe you still don’t know what words to use.

That doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. That doesn’t mean you’re lying. That doesn’t mean your story doesn’t count.

What happened is real. Even if it’s messy. Especially if it’s messy.

born in the wrong skin, not wrong for me. wrong for them. targets, not flesh.

They called it “just a comment"

I called it

three weeks of anxiety, five skipped shifts, and a therapist

I couldn’t afford

Harassment doesn’t always roar. Sometimes it whispers. Sometimes it laughs. And sometimes it just watches to see if you’ll flinch...