

The Do+lo+ro+sa
@doloRosa
Mo+ve alo+ng no+w. [ Mid-rebellion Dolorosa. Feisty, paranoid, and not as careful as she should be. Not connected to any other ancestor timelines currently. ]

In an effo+rt to+ distract my pan fro+m o+verwro+ught anxieties, I have a humble request. May yo+u all share so+me lo+w-stakes go+ssip with me? Since leaving the caverns, the pettiness has been replaced with ho+rro+r. I must admit, awful as the pettiness was (amo+ngst o+ther issues), I do+ miss the seco+nd-fro+nd tellings. And casting judgement.

[[ OTL. Misreading who someone in the comments is replying to. My forever burden. ]]

Can't even threaten co+ldblo+o+ds witho+ut them taking it as a pitchflirt. I am go+ing to+ kill yo+u with my sawblade.

If yo+u lo+ved yo+ur mo+ther, yo+u wo+uld give her a bo+uquet o+f carcino+genic sticks.

Packs o+f children scamper thro+ugh the streets, acting as lo+o+ko+ut and guard as needed. As they age and are dragged into+ the wo+rld o+f the gro+wn, they are made to+ distrust tho+se who+ o+nce kept them alive. We kno+w we are stro+nger to+gether when we are small. Who+ makes us fo+rget this as we age?

I feel like a hypo+crite, o+ften, when I speak o+f caring fo+r o+ne's neighbo+ur. It is essential fo+r us to+ fo+rm these bo+nds. And yet, I canno+t help but clo+se o+ff. I will help where I can, o+f co+urse. But to+ be o+pen is to+ be vulnerable. And I am no+t yet brave eno+ugh to+ o+verco+me that fear.

Even when things feel bleak, there are mo+ments that shine thro+ugh. I am blessed to+ have my clade, it is true. Do+ no+t be fo+o+led by the idea that yo+u are destined to+ be alo+ne. Yo+ur allies, yo+ur friends, yo+ur lo+ved o+nes: they are o+ut there. Yo+u must find them first.

I have a general understanding that this place co+ntains many multiples o+f many peo+ple. But I canno+t say that kno+wing that co+unteracts any stro+ng feelings I may have to+wards individuals who+ also+ exist within my o+wn timeline. I think that do+g sho+uld kill her. #vaguepo+st #o+rno+t

No+t o+nly is Susann deeply unpleasant and po+sitively vile, but her grublo+af has the same texture as clay. Pick a struggle, as the kids say.

The mytho+s o+f being an island to+ yo+urself is a sickness they give to+ yo+u. Yo+ur strength is in yo+ur bo+nds, no+t in a lack o+f them. Do+ no+t allo+w the delusio+n o+f singularity to+ take away yo+ur perso+nho+o+d.

Being asked why o+ne wo+uld ever leave the co+mfo+rt o+f the caverns feels much like so+meo+ne questio+ning why a chained barkbeast wo+uld ever strain against its chain.

I have been info+rmed "Jade ho+ur" is no+t abo+ut jadeblo+o+ds. My apo+lo+gies fo+r no+t understanding. Embarrassing to+ no+t understand that it was a name. Despite everything, it is to+o+ easy to+ fall back into+ o+ur cultural assumptio+ns. I do+ no+t take back my previo+us statement, but no+w instead apply it with a deliberate o+penness. May yo+u shine. #jadeho+ur.

I am hearing abo+ut "Jade ho+ur". I wo+uld like to+ extend a grabpo+d to+ the Jades o+ut there. Yo+u can be who+ yo+u wish to+ be. Do+ no+t allo+w yo+urself to+ be stifled. #jadeho+ur

My co+ulro+pho+bia is acting up.

My thinkpan blesses me with a deep, radiating migraine each time ano+ther midblo+o+d claims their co+ldblo+o+ded superio+r canno+t be hemo+ist because THEY get treated nicely. Is the co+ldblo+o+d in the hive with us? Why do+ yo+u co+ntinue to+ deepchute their bo+o+ts witho+ut their presence?

I am no+t the speaker. I will no+t say my respo+nses will be the clearest o+r mo+st affirming. Were the peo+ple to+ ask, tho+ugh, I am willing to+ answer.

A tensio+n builds and races up the vertebral po+sture co+lumn. The desire is to+ explo+de befo+re it do+es. My so+n insists I instead breathe steadily and name things I can see. What ever.

Imagine the go+o+d that co+uld co+me to+ Alternia if its rulers spent time actually caring fo+r the peo+ple instead o+f hating my chitts. #no+tso+vague

Remember that it is no+t o+ur jo+b to+ change every individual who+ seeks to+ hurt us. To+o+ much time and effo+rt has already been po+ured into+ that black ho+le. Yo+u can direct the po+wer o+f lo+ve to+ yo+ur co+mmunity first.

Cleaning blo+o+d fro+m o+ut under o+ne's claws is such a cho+re. Better to+ do+ it than to+ let it fester, tho+ugh.










