around this time last year people finally started taking notice of the food-related issues in the upper northern reaches of Canada; consider this your reminder that even since then, juice is still $26 in Pangnirtung, Nunavut, and that the predominately indigenous communities in Canada’s North are forced to pay extraordinarily exorbitant prices for basic groceries due to structural inequity and the contemporary effects of ongoing settler occupation.
Saw this somewhere else and felt the need to post it cause no one else ever really tells you this stuff
My mom never really noticed. She noticed when she was breast feeding my little brother and blood started coming out instead of milk.
My mom said she felt and saw a little lump in the shower. She was lucky enough she found it at stage 2
My mom had a mammogram. The radiologist thought the spots were just regular calcium deposits.
Turns out it was triple negative breast cancer that had spread to her lymph nods. Mastectomy, radiation and chemo saved her life.
This could SAVE a life.
Signal BOOST and pass it on. I had a breast cancer scare before (luckily it was just scar tissue…) and information like this kept me calm and collected at the doc’s.
hi hello if you’re reading this i hope something good happens to you today
man though do you ever realize that you’ve spent your whole life inside of your own mind like
everything that you know is experienced inside of it and as part of it
and my mind really does feel like its own universe sometimes because it’s so big and so vast and there’s nobody inside of it except for me
nobody has seen my mind, nobody has touched it, there is no one there but myself, only sometimes I have this sense of ‘wait who the fuck is this person inside of my head’ and its me I’m thinking of so who am I? And even then, there’s nobody there except me
only my mind wouldn’t exist without stimulus from the outside world, without the world outside of my mind I am nothing, like the quote “to be alone is lose complexity” because without outside interaction my mind would just loop upon itself forever
the point I think I may have been trying to get at though (I forgot it wow I’m terrible) is that I’m wondering if it’s just me being me or if everyone gets the sense that they never really truly reach to other people b/c their minds are too big and get in the way. Like. you interact with people but they never reach your mind or even your chest most of the time. the stimulus just leaks in but there’s still never anyone but you inside of yourself.
I’m glad I don’t have to look at my face though, that would suck.
I usually alternate between ‘eh this thing is made of meat bits and keeps my brain going and provided with a steady stream of stimulus, at least it rewards me for taking care of its most basic needs’ and ‘holy shit look at this thing its amazing look at my hands look at my wrists look at my boobs look at my hips look at my waist woah im all squishy and dude check out what I can do with my legs duuuuude im in love this is awesome fuck yes’
I don’t care how ridiculous it is but when I’m at home on my computer and my hands get too warm and thus all sweaty the best way to wipe them off, I’ve found, is to grab at my boobs
like hear me out okay; they’re at the exact right spot for me to grab, are comfortably sized to fit my hands, have fabric over them to dry my palms, and are all squishy and fun because fuck wearing a bra at home
Nico “Demon Child” Robin more like fucking bury me at sea already