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Cake day: June 13th, 2025

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  • I lost my dad 5 years ago this month. It doesn’t get easier, but it does get less “every day”. I still occasionally dream about him, but less often. I still sometimes have anxiety “can’t sleep” times, but less often.

    I snuggle my dog and my teddy bear and that helps. I also sometimes take an as-needed anti-anxiety medication when I really need some help, and it both knocks the anxiety down and makes me sleepy.

    I also listen to podcasts to help focus my mind and get me to sleep. One I used to use is “nothing much happens”. She tells a story with lots of detail but little of importance, like a trip to the market, the fruit she picked up, the smell of the apples. Then she tells the same story, in the same words, again, except slower.



  • A “go bag” is a bag you have for when you need to leave (“go”) in a hurry. For example, you might have a change of clothes, cash, hygiene items, your passport(s), snacks, a week’s worth of prescription meds, first aid kit.

    My friend has one because he’s an immigrant and doesn’t feel secure in the current political environment. I have one because I’m trans and I don’t feel secure in the current political environment.

    I downvoted you because it felt skeevy to be told I was providing backup to you, when I didn’t feel my data was particularly supportive. It felt like you putting words in my mouth.







  • Grief is complicated and doesn’t always look the same. When my dad died, he’d been in the hospital for a month for a surprise illness, so I had time to get used to the idea he might not make it out. His older sisters hadn’t seriously considered the possibility. I’d done some “pre grieving” and they hadn’t, so my reaction was a bit less dramatic? outwardly intense?

    A friend of mine says grief is an ambush predator. You can be going about your day and suddenly something triggers you to suddenly drown in emotion. When that hits, I just swim in it, feel my feelings, all the complex emotions that come up–anger, loss, regret.

    And as time goes on, I’ve gotten ambushed less often, but it can still feel just as intense. I have more practice swimming in it, so maybe I don’t have to excuse myself and hide in a work bathroom to cry anymore, I can just sit at my desk and focus on drinking my coffee.

    (It’s after my bedtime, so I hope this all makes sense. There’s also the Grief Box analogy, which feels accurate to me.)







  • Not a parent, not friends with my adult sibling: I suspect having emotionally mature adults around them would help. Also, don’t constantly side with the child with easier needs when there is a conflict between children. (Example: I wanted to not hear my brother’s music in my room. Brother wanted to play his music. Brother got his way. I got ear plugs.)

    Don’t make the older child always do the selfless thing because they’re “more mature”. They shouldn’t have to share everything. (Example: brother got to ‘help’ blow out the candles on my birthday cake. He spat all over it because he was a toddler.)


  • The creator is active on a professional slack I’m on and they’re lovely and receptive to user feedback. Their tool is very popular in the online archives/cultural heritage scene (we combine small budgets and juicy, juicy data).

    My site has enabled js-free screening when the site load is low, under the theory that if the site load is too high then no one’s getting in anyway.