Gee, Brain, what are we gonna do tonight?

I can reblog all the posts about it that I want, but unless I practice what I preach, all of those posts will be worthless…

If I say something ignorant, I want people to call me out.  If I reblog something covertly bigoted, I want people to point it out to me.  If I attribute something to a character that reflects ignorant stereotypes, I want to know so I can correct and/or delete it. There are a lot of experiences I do not share, and I never want to talk over people who do have those experiences. And I realize that a person’s intentions aren’t always clear—if I hurt someone, the hurt I’ve caused is more worth correcting than my original intent is worth defending.  And failing any of that, all I can offer is my sincerest apologies and my promise that I will learn from my mistakes and never let it happen again.

I don’t want to name any names because I don’t want to throw anyone under the bus (Tumblr is a terrifying place sometimes, and I don’t want to subject anyone to it more than they willingly have to).  All I will say is that… I’ve screwed up.  I’ve screwed up before, and I’m probably going to screw up again, though hopefully not in the same way.  And I trust anyone who interacts with my blog to hold me accountable when I do.

I am going to be better going forward.  

solavey:

les veilleurs du ciel .i,

digital

(via icemaiden-deactivated20220406)

silmaspens:

Okay babes I don’t have enough time to do one drawing a day for @nolofinwean-week ,,, but I still want to participate

(via rosedaughter)

icemaiden-deactivated20220406:

We as humans have to start cherishing donkeys and braiding their manes and affectionately considering them beauties like we do for our horses. They work so hard for us 💔 They’re not particularly stupid or graceless, we just anthropomorphise them this way. Fellow writers! Let’s insert valiant, loyal donkeys into the next fantasy story we write🤍 end the horse industrial complex methinks