yesss zenni is great!! i went with kits last time because they came out with a collection designed specifically for asian faces (low bridge/high cheek struggle) but i've used firmoo and sllac in the past as well... i have a lot of glasses.......

ooh i usually only use eye drops when i have contacts in but now that i think about it, the tired feeling is very similar! i might try carrying them with me now thank u

this is a good point actually it might be my glasses?! i got transition lenses for my new ones and i don't think they have screen-friendly/blue light coating which i have had in the past... maybe time to get ANOTHER new pair

i'm finding the most satisfaction in fic that just. totally ignores canon. maybe even disrespects it! there are so many things that were done badly. godawful even! it's up to us to do it better 💫 the ultimate fix-it

there's a distinct cognitive dissonance in hating jkr more as time goes by, but also being determined to keep one of my big formative ships (genuinely a huge part of how i came to love and embrace queerness) close to my heart

anyway maybe they did know about the MSG hoax and it's not that big of a deal, but somehow i find myself wanting to spare the reminder anyway. i'd rather they sleep well and think of happier things!

so it's a little empathy, and probably some improvement in communication and understanding as a result. a better parent-child relationship that i'm happy to treat gently for the remaining years of my parents' lives, rather than constantly fill with guilt and pain from the past as i very well could

it's strange wanting to protect my parents from emotional pain now when i was HAPPY to blame them for all of my problems as a teenager (as teens do) but with the passage of time, i grew up and realized how hard being an adult really was. i don't even HAVE kids and i'm overwhelmed all the time

because truly, i don't blame them! i love canada, and the one-child rule in china meant i wouldn't have even existed if they stayed. i respect their struggle more with every year that passes; my struggle to be accepted was valid too, but it wasn't their fault. it was systemic; built-in.

i often have to catch myself in a convo with my siblings where we'll be reflecting on the discrimination and hate we grew up in, and i have to make sure our parents aren't listening because how could it be anything but painful to realize your decision to immigrate put your kids through that?

ok. i need a walk. maybe a long walk. if i accomplish absolutely nothing else today i can at least say that i went on a walk.

this sort of shit is exactly why i'm trying to learn more about what is even going on in there but it's ironic that my psychological studies are exactly the thing that is being impeded. it's almost like there's a little adhd demon in here, aware of the target i've painted on it