Thesadpandagod - The Sad Panda God

I thought suffering would make me beautiful. How catholic, how cathartic. Martyrdom, to die in blazing glory.

But it enduring pain only made it bigger. It seemed everlasting.

I thought it would make me less of a burden. Less human. More saint. And all saints are loved, and respected by all they sacrificed.

But no one remembers saints these days.

To be a sacrifice slaughtered by my own hand became so unfulfilling. It became dull, and pain is excruciating.

These days, I wonder what it means to endure, and what I want to endure, and why should life be made of painful endurances for me. Why I deserve punishment and nothing else.

These days, I want to endure joy until it breaks me, enough for me to reach into myself, remove the roots of the weeds that have spread all this hatred inside me, enough for this joy to be planted into my heart, and hopefully it will grow in me. Hopefully I can help it grow it others too.

I want love for all people, myself included, to be the only thing I ever endure.

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Can you really present Christian weddings as monogamous when they're inherently throuples?

There's you, there's God, and there's your side-person, oh right. The term is spouse.

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You look nice today.

Though the jokes that "since gay pride month is over, july is now gay wrath month" are funny and all, it's important to remember that July is ACTUALLY Disability Pride Month and y'all should really be focused on boosting disabled voices and issues this month! For instance, the fact that marriage equality doesn't actually truly exist in the United States for disabled people, or the fact that disabled people are forced to live in poverty or lose their disability benefits, or the fact that 1 in 5 people with chronic pain end up sufferring from alcoholism or other addictions, or how accessibility is still a daily battle for all of us, or how there are active hate groups on places like reddit who try to "call out" those they see as "faking" their disabilities.

This July, boost disabled voices. Talk about the issues that our community faces. Call out ableism.

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Tumblr would enjoy this I thought

from one chronically anxious person to another: the world is not going to go up in flames. What happens will be more slow, more bureaucratic, more boring. There is no catastrophe to end all catastrophes, no rapture, no sudden end. You can't give into the call of the void, because there is no void. So you just have to do the work to make tomorrow a better place, anyway. Because that's how it gets better.