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IKEA Femme ⚧ 🏳️‍🌈 @ikea_femme@octodon.social

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I'm a woman

With the same name on

I'm bi. I love photography and Philip K Dick.

I'm a software engineer in

Me: open-source is the best
Also me: I will die before I let anyone look at this shitty code

dissent from standard trans narratives Show more

Goodness gracious I am a two instance tooter! @ikea_femme is my original one!

After three years, the probability of a physically very small USB flash drive being lost to the ether approaches 1.

*accepting award*
i want to thank the ones without whom i wouldnt be here: my mom, and stack overflow

This was like a sticking point between me and the spouse for a while: like, they'd go on about how it's important to do these things and move on from one's negativity and it wouldn't work for me, and when I asked for that affirmation that I'm not BAD for being fucked up, they'd be like: “Isn't that obvious?”

It's really not. People need to feel like they're okay despite where they are, before they can feel okay to move to something better.

It's like there are two things you need to do: acknowledge that something is a problem (AND IT'S NOT YOU, YOU ARE NOT THE PROBLEM), and this is how to recover.

Tumblr folk get so much shit for “wallowing in their illnesses” when it's actually not that. It's actually building that foundational comfort in self, to validate that this hurt exists, that this pain is here, BEFORE you move on.

And YES, you can be stuck in it, which is why then you focus on recovery. But FIRST…

I'm actually very fond of Tumblr's community. I've met some very good people on there, and some very good friends.

Like, Tumblr was literally my first exposure to the “you are valid” culture. Where… yes! You are hurting! You are weird! You are messed up! That's okay!

Like, do you know how much of positivity culture talks about how to recover from bad shit, but doesn't really talk about how it's OKAY that you're suffering through bad shit? Like, doesn't dispense with that conclusively?

An alternate timeline where the elder statesdogs of progrock convinced the acid jazz kids to join in and started forming supermegagroups that lasted for hundreds of years like dynastic artists' colonies, sometimes spending decades perfecting the emotional pull of a single fifteen-minute groove.

if thou are arguing that singular 'they' is incorrect, thou had better not be using singular 'you'

FIGHT FASCISM:boom:
SNUGGLE GIRLS:couple_ww:

TWITTER: “use first name last name if you can — it looks professional”
MASTODON: “Hi I’m fluffy at homosexual dot party”

@Elizafox I appreciate the use of the warning system for political posts. It's like a little buffer. Good fences make good neighbors, I guess. ;)

BOOST THIS IF YOU LIKE BOOSTING THINGS FOR NO REASON

oh damn i've been waiting forever to use this french i learnt hold on

Considering enrolling in a photography elective just to get unfettered access to the on-campus darkroom and film scanner, and maybe also get my reputation as Jonathan Byers Head, Barb Body.

I wish there was a hackerspace sort of thing, but for . I don't have the space to build a or make my tub into one between showers, but I do have film to develop.