WHAT THE FUCCAA

I love you tragedy I love you corruption arcs I love you doomed relationships I love you character succumbing to their fatal flaw I love you codependency I love you characters doomed to die from the start I love you road to hell paved with good intentions

You know you have bad memories when you forget about something that seems like its impossible to forget and when you tell anyone that you forget about it it sounds like a lie? Yeah so, I forgot I have tumors in my arms, even when I touched the lipomas underneath my skin it didn't occur to me that I have tumors lmao

the sun mourns in vain for the white-throated rail: a comic about disability and the unwanted able-bodied grief for past selves.

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Page 1: The sun holds a white-throated rail, a bird with a red head, a gray body, and a white throat, in its hands. The sun speaks in a tone represented as sorrowful pity through a drippy speech bubble.

Sun: Looking at you makes me sad!

Rail: What?

Page 2:

Sun: Looking at you makes me sad!

The sun stands with a hand clutching its face.

Sun: How miserable it must be to be flightless! Don’t you yearn for the skies? Don’t you wake up grieving you’re still on land?

Page 3: The white-throated rail looks down in frustration in the hand of the sun.

Sun: (speaking off screen) I’d simply perish if I were you!

The rail speaks, looking down. Pink flowers bloom towards the bottom of the page, petals and pollen blowing in the wind.

Rail: Why do you put your words in my beak and your grief in my feathers? Am I not beautiful?

Page 4: The bone of a white-throated rail is positioned against a colorful galaxy dotted with flecks of stars.

Rail: Am I not adaptability in action? Am I not evolution in motion? Do you mourn the days you weren’t a star? Do you mourn when the sky was cold, how unbearably hot you must burn to keep embracing it every day?

Page 5: The sun looks at the viewer.

Sun: Why would I? That was then, this is now. I am content to be in this state.

Page 6: The rail looks up at the sun off-screen.

Rail: Well…So am I.

me: hey do you think i could do this work

adhd: hmmmm no :) you’re going to plan an entire novel in your head and think about nothing but how excited you are to write it :)

me: okay well i finally have some free time now, so do you think i could write the novel:

adhd: sorry i forgot to mention, you’ve just forgotten every thought you ever had :( also your motivation is dead now lol

My doctor and therapist: now with this autism + ADHD diagnosis you need to learn to unmask because masking all the time will make you burn out again and feel like shit

Other people: well it's just interesting how after getting the diagnosis you suddenly start behaving like that I mean I'm not saying you're faking it's just funny how you suddenly cannot be normal like you were before

It feels so silly and embarrassing to still feel sad of the things that happened in your childhood when you're of adult age.

that last bit from we free the stars, when Nasir was so happy he cried... my boy never really thought that his life was gonna get better, that he will one day feel happiness, valued.. loved...

ok but imagine if Howl's motherfucking Jenkins is in the same room as Alex Russo. what do you think would happen