Roady @Roady_Dragonfae@awoo.space

@KawaSeadrake I can relate on so many levels... *wingwraps*

What arrests my attention is that I can't distinguish between someone who's offering honest advice and someone who is being manipulative or predatory.

The line is so blurred that I go into survival mode and lash out. Because said emotional abuse and gaslighting I've been subjected to was so subtle in intent that my first thought is the possibility that someone is trying to control me when they're really just concerned or offering help.

Every day is a struggle to have patience in a society where nobody else holds it to the same value.

Anyone wanna hang out on Capitol Hill? I'm making my way there and looking to spend most of my time at Bauhaus and Horizon Books.

Koko's still a little intimidated by the noise of the bus. That and she still has a habit of snapping up people food crumbs on the floor.

@mawr Awww... *hugs* I I could imagine a beanie baby like Jack would make anyone tear up.

Maybe someday I could bring Koko over and take him on a walk with her. I'm always willing to offer a hand in that regard!

@KawaSeadrake @literorrery Yep! That's a good chunk of umami producing condiments right there. I'm personally a fan of liquid aminos.

@literorrery @KawaSeadrake I have a feeling that would involve a good amount of nutritional yeast and other umami producing condiments.

At this point, I'm just gonna focus more on eating lighter.

With the exception of fish, I'm going to limit my meat consumption to every couple of days and forego beef entirely due to it being an unsustainable food source.

As far as carbs go, I'm going to simply cut out refined sugar and confectioneries. Everything else stays.

Seems like a more reasonable dietary situation than most. If anything, I'm just tired of feeling sluggish all the time.

If I don't have room to express my nonbinary nature, it feels claustrophobic. The depressing and dissociative effects of being swept up in societal projections and expectations leave me drained and tired of dealing with Babylonian bullshit. It doesn't help that I'm already neurodivergent and dealing with internal struggles. That makes the external struggles all the more grueling.

At least there's no prejudice in the company of trees.

Honestly, I can't think of a better song to sum up my way of life than "Cosmic Castaway" by Electrasy. It's fucking beautiful.

That, and it ties directly into how Don Bluth movies were the biggest influence on my childhood. Even more so than Disney.

I'm making it official! I'd love to offer my stewardship in Postfurry house groundskeeping. Given I love working with plants and dedicating more time to this community helps me on a mental and spiritual level.

I charge $50 for lawn mowing, extra charges negotiable for extra yard work.

Thank you all for your consideration and I look forward to offering my help in keeping this awesome community going!

-Roady

A part of me is considering just getting eyeliner tattooed onto my lids. That way if I manage to forget that facial hair does grow back I can maintain at least some feminine aspect of myself.

This last month has put me through a wringer more than I care to admit...

Neglecting myself by putting a job before my physical and mental health, my balance has been thrown so far out of whack that I look forward to buzzing off my moustache and returning to nail polish, mascara and eyeliner.

This is what happens when I spend too much time in Babylon...

In a sense, I seem to be serving as a bridge between my community of kin and the rest of the bioregional stage.

One such way is presenting opportunities for travel and adventure across the bioregion to cover stories and gather bioregional data.

Left my job in construction after the amount of stress taxed my immune system and my sanity.

Possible income outlets are affiliate marketing and opening art commissions.

Searching for other alternative income streams that allow me to spend more time with my kin and contribute to said community.
Hoping to generate enough cash flow for traveling across Cascadia as a reporter, archivist, and chief cartoonist for a bioregional newspaper.

Whew...

"The name's Roady. A helping hand on the stage of life."

Bam! That's my new slogan!

Just after the first anniversary of both their June 4th rally and the stabbings on the Max last year... This is fucking ridiculous.

Let's help our comrades in Portland shut this Nazi shit down!

https://pugetsoundanarchists.org/call-to-resist-patriot-prayer-bringing-nazis-to-portland/

@emanate LOL! Regardless, it did get the gears turning in my head about various ways I could offer assistance to the community at large.