I wasn’t expecting to jump into this one so early but an article circulating social spaces gave me, let’s say, spiteful energy >:3 The article in question is an opinion piece and apparently is about, wait for it, kid-dults. First, what the fuck is that word? Second, the author must be one hell of a misrable person. I’ll admit I haven’t delved into the article but the title itself is repulsive enough. Doesn’t help that the it’s also denoted by “RIP ADULTHOOD”. Well, dear author of the article and anyone who this in a similar fashion, allow me for a quote (most likely not mine originally but it’s the message that’s important):
Never abandon your inner child. For doing so is like killing your soul.
Have I got your attention? Am I hearing your “mature” comments? Am I seeing your nose pointing upwards in self-fueled pride? Good. Now grab your favourite beverage and or a snack. And make sure it’s some comfort food because you’re going to need it >:3
Time to ruffle some feaethers again. And I know I will because I already managed that with this one:
Those who claim to bring freedom will be the ones who will restrict it the most.
We’ve been hearing this song quite a lot recently, especially during the pandemic years where we really had to have a chunk of our freedoms temporarily taken away or at least have it heavily checked in an interest of public safety. How well that worked and how well or badly it has been handled will be a debate for decades to come and I highly doubt everyone agreed with everything that was done but that’s not what I’m trying to focus on. My intention with this “lesson” (can I even call it lessons?) is to focus on these various “freedom fighters”, shouting and screaming “THEY’RE CONTROLLING YOU!” whenever a regulation come into play or some rights are adjusted, often benefiting common folks. Welp, let’s strap in for the ride.
This one’s going to be a bit more personal, hence the title. “Behind the closed doors” will usually feature a small peek into the more private moments that I find worth sharing since they may provide some valuable insight. This one in particular will shed a bit of a light at how I had to handle one massive (at least by my own measure) mental downfall and how it made the bond with one of my best friends even stronger than it already is.
Alright, let’s start this series and we’re going in with quite a steep one:
If someone sells you an easy solution to a complex issue, they either don’t know what they’re talking about or they’re trying to screw you over.
You see this all around yourself: “Do these X simple steps to change your life forever!” or “You can be happier with this one easy trick!” All these adverts, carpet-bombing your brain. We often scoff them away, thinking “What a load of horseshit!” and move on with our lives. But even then there’s that little worm in your head saying “What if? What if they’re right and it’s really this easy?” Well, my dear reader, let’s find out whether it really is that easy.
So, you’ve probably noticed I use a lot of furry-related material and from my presentation you could say I indeed am one. You know, the usual “walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, it’s a duck” approach. So why do I answer “Yes and No” to that question? Or why do I refuse to use the “furry” label with me? Well, strap in for the ride because it may be a little wild.