I'm good -- better today because it was cooler. It was most likely just heat exhaustion, I don't have very clear memories on what happened other than that I got some water and a painkiller I couldn't throw up and felt much better after I'd cooled down.
Once again putting myself through watching Madoka Magica Rebellion, one of my favourite movies to hate of all time.
Not doing it for "I simply hate myself" reasons -- I actually thought of a cool AU for Xenoblade 3 and forgot what this movie does to me.
Every day I restrain myself from going on [YTers] NSFW Discord channel and telling everyone there they're so fucking judgemental and that they're a better kind of person for that.
Nothing like spending the entire day breasting boobily to make me remember that by volume I have more tits than brains.
*resisting the urge to DM someone who earlier DMed me to yell at me for leaving a 'homophobic' tag when reblogging from them like "hey are you gonna follow up on this at all"* (If they cared about hurting our feelings they wouldn't have came at me with that level of aggro in the first place, self)
Tapping a sign that says "'based' is not a coherent sociopolitical category and if your class analysis is largely based on cringe you're just a reactionary"
Update on this -- they did apparently block me after all, which leads me to wonder why they couldn't have just done that in the first place if they weren't gonna actually engage in conversation with me about my behaviour. I feel like a fool for trying to de-escalate, and now have to deal with being reminded of being yelled at by a stranger out of nowhere every time I accidentally try to reblog one of their popular posts without realising who its from. I hope yelling at the imaginary homophobe made you feel better, dude, I'm glad you validated for yourself that your trauma is more important than any of my feelings.
Also I know the urge to just post the whole conversation I had with them in public is just because I want someone to acknowledge that having a hostile stranger misinterprete your words and then refuse to let you defend yourself is fucking traumatic, but like. The urge is there! I'm not gonna because I assume they were genuinely upset and I wouldn't want someone else publicly pillorying me if I was having a trauma response to something, but it's like... why did I even try to de-escalate with this person and treat them with humanity when they were from the start fully disinterested in doing the same to me? Now I'm just some random homophobe on their blocklist and I gotta hope to fuck they don't decide I'm enough of a symbol for the Bad Feelings that it's worth making my problem in public.
The worst part is that I've followed them long enough to understand why this situation played out the way it did, and I still gotta hope this person with massively more reach and reputational buffer than me decides to forget about me. Like, them forgetting that time they took time from their day to trigger a stranger they'd never talked to before is the best case scenario here.
Like this is not enough to even really damage my opinion of them that much. It just reminds me that I'm subhuman.
It's out-and-out hilarious to me that through nothing but the cold economics of attention and narrative disregard, Monosoft managed to write the most pitch-perfect example of functional depression I've ever seen. The last time this happened was with Optimus Prime from Transformers Prime (2012), the most depressed robot in history.
Isurd would make a dogshit Consul. He'd just be so utterly unmotivated to do anything ever in any situation. Literally he'd rather just lie down and rot. This is in contrast to Ashera who would make a fantastic Consul. Unfortunately for her she's just an amoral beast, and thus is incapable of actually fulfilling the role of the fallen angel.