Between this and Northwestern, I'm so glad student journalism is getting a spotlight!
I would love to eat meat replacements on a more regular basis, but impossible and beyond burgers are more expensive than actual meat where I live. So I just don't buy them. If the technology /economies of scale actually manage to make them cheaper than meat, I'd replace 80% of my meat consumption.
Saying this as an ethnically Chinese person who is not being racist... I had a eufy robovac and when I discovered it was Chinese-owned and had a video camera installed on it... I immediately got rid of that thing. I don't trust any technology company owned by China to be able to see into my home.
Thank you! I am tough. The last 3 years have been harder than I could've ever fathomed, but I'm still trucking on. There's a lot more to me than depression, even though it swallows everything sometimes.
I literally fantasize about having enough space in my home for a chest freezer.
This week is the first week I've felt halfway close to being a human being in a really long time. My rTMS treatment for depression is finally starting to kick in. This is my 3rd round now and each time I see significant improvements, but they only last 4ish months and I relapse horrifically after.
My most recent relapse lasted 3ish months while I was scrambling to get treatment (and an unsuccessful Ketamine trial). I finally found a hospital willing to treat me, and also give me maintenance treatments so hopefully I don't relapse again.
It's just been hell for a while. Last weekend I finally felt the gears in my brain "click". I am capable of experiencing positive emotions again. I still feel emotionally dead a lot of the time, but at least I don't want to die anymore (for now).
It feels good to not be in excruciating pain. It feels good to have less disordered thinking. I look back and it feels like I was a different person, I don't even understand or recognize that person.
Anyways, I'm just... Trying to take a breather. Trying to fully experience the moment. I don't know how things will go in the long term, but I know the next couple of months will continue to be livable. Trying to be grateful for that, and not think too much about what comes next.
Agreed, in my opinion asking for safe spaces is not entitlement. It's people who feel most comfortable (safe) with the status quo, who think others are entitled for also wanting to feel safe.
I'd tell me in high school to get treatment for depression instead of white knuckling my way through life and ending up with treatment resistant depression at 28 because I went without for so long.
As a Chinese person I actually think they're more Korean-inspired, not Chinese. And the devs are Korean, so it doesn't seem disrespectful.
The most refreshing thing here has been to be able to respond and be backed up in my response.
Personally the most demoralizing thing about having the conversation taken over is often not being able to respond/take it back. At first I was afraid to say that this is just one more example of white people main character syndrome, because I was like, ugh, I'm going to get a bunch of comments of how I'm the actual racist one for generalizing all white people.
The justaskingquestions crowd makes me feel crazy for getting upset, and then villanizes me for being the upset one. But obviously I'd get more upset than them, they're the ones erasing me.
So normally I just slink away from these places, whether it's online, or my (supportive) boyfriend's shitty white family, or my uni alum groups, or my workplace. And that's the most demoralizing part, that they can say whatever they want and I have no recourse other than to leave.
So it means a lot to me that I don't have to leave here. That I can say my piece and have it backed up by the mods, not bullied & downvoted into submission.
I genuinely support people asking in good faith. Some white people just don't understand and they want to. But by the 2nd or 3rd response it's very clear which are in good faith and which are simply camouflaging their intolerance. So thank you for shutting the latter down.
I'm so glad that the mods aren't getting steamrolled into submission. I was having a bad mental health day today and some of these comments really bothered me. Immediately my reddit-trained mind was like, oh, you dumbass snowflake. Touch grass.
But then I was like, fuck, the whole reason I'm on Beehaw is because it's supposed to be different here. Thanks for continuously affirming my belief in it 👍
I just want to pipe in and and say thank you for caring about diversity. Lots of discourse here about how that's hostile to white people. In my opinion purposefully misinterpreting "unfortunate" to mean "white people not welcome" is a perfect representation of why WHY diversity matters.
Because as a POC it's clear to me that there are valid reasons why a white-dominated community can be... Uncomfortable. Like the very comments here that push back and pretend that race isn't a issue and that POC are racist ones for caring about it. Not bothering at all to understand where it's coming from and why it matters.
Edit: I didn't write this at first but I can't bite my tongue anymore. White people who get hositle over this have suffered from main character syndrome for way too long. You feel unwelcome because some online community simply wants more diversity? Why is it that in your mind one more POC means one less white person? Speaks more about your world view than anything else.
I've felt unwelcome my entire life because people resent my intrusion into their white bubbles. The whole point of Beehaw is that it's inclusive. I'm a snowflake who wants her safe space.
Thinking about the wildfires in Québec tonight. I'm used to BC and Alberta having fires, but not this side of Canada.
Thinking about the ramifications of this is terrifying.
I've done a lot of grappling with climate change over the last couple of years.
It genuinely has brought me to the point of despair. I have questioned whether it would be right for me to have children. To even live another day.
There was news many years back now about a lawyer who set himself on fire in New York, in protest and despair. I empathized with him even then.
I am too rational to lie to myself. I will not be free from the suffering. My future children will not be free from the suffering. I genuinely am not certain that in 50 years, our government, our society, our infrastructure, agriculture, trade, peace, borders... I'm not sure any of it will still be intact.
And the ecological damage to the rest of living Earth. It will be vast. It will be apocalyptic.
And I also do not believe we will deviate from our path. Humanity will not correct itself. We will not recognize the dangers, and even if we do, we lack the will to do anything about it.
But I also don't believe that all life on Earth will be eradicated. I believe there will be a mass ecological extinction, yes. But life itself will survive. I don't even necessarily believe that humans won't survive.
And nothing will be as it was, but there still will be. Climate change will kill us but it will not kill the planet. Nature will survive. We have made her sick, we will change her permanently, but she will survive us. We are a brief illness in the course of her existence. And eventually, billions of years from now Earth will be subsumed into a black hole, and finally end, but we will not be the ones to make it end.
We will be the end of ourselves. So perhaps the above seems of little solace.
But it comforts me. I am one tiny speck of existence, being pulled along by forces infinitely greater than myself. I always feel guilty to non-human life for being innocent bystanders caught in our mistakes. But to be honest as one single ordinary human, I am just as powerless as a bird, an ant.
All I can do is try to keep on going. Like all life.
And that is honestly how I thought my way out of climate despair. I do not know how things will turn out. They may turn out okay for me. They may turn out okay for my children. They most likely won't turn out okay for my children's children's children. It's a matter of when, not if.
There is a chance to survive. And all living things will take that chance. We take that chance every day we wake up. Everyday, we do not know what will happen tomorrow. We do not know if life will be better, or worse. But we keep going, because that is all we can do.
When I really zoom out and expand outside of myself, I feel immense grief for nature. But also awe and pride. I know that things will change, but it will not end.
I do not know what ecosystems will look like in 500 years. (500 years. Think about it. Such a short period of time. 5 or 6 lifetimes. Only.) I do not know which species will be alive or extinct. But they will survive, and they will adapt, and they will diversify, and they will thrive again.
And the curious part of me thinks, I wish I knew how it would all play out. What an epic story. A galactic odyssey. Post-human Earth. It fills me with love and pride.
I am sorry that we are abusing you. I am sorry that we have exploited your gifts, destroyed our fellow living creatures.
I cannot personally do anything to change what is happening to you. I'm sorry for that too. But I will be thankful. Thank you for sustaining all of us. Thank you for giving us life.
Thank you for allowing us to exist here, on this beautiful planet, with all these beautiful plants and animals and landscapes and experiences, for this brief time in the universe.
A speck of carbon in a vast space-time to you. But it was everything for us. All of human history, unwritten and written. Cultures, civilisations, endless individual lives. Endless love stories and tragedies. Births and deaths. It was an eternity, cut short.
Thank you. I will do my best to persevere. To live. Like all living things strive to do. Forgive me. But I know there is nothing to forgive. Forgiveness, after all, is a human concept. You are far beyond such things.
When I first found out it was an interesting concept that I was pretty neutral on but the more I engage/lurk with the community the more I enjoy it.
I generally don't post/comment much on Reddit because I tend to be extremely sincere and that's not always well received. Usually I don't get much hate, but what I do get is a lot of non-interaction mixed with downvotes. And it's just really discouraging when I'm just trying to share my thoughts.
But having no downvotes here is so nice because I'm not afraid that I'm going to get silenced into oblivion. Either people will actually engage with me (and maybe disagree, but in a meaningful way), or they'll move on and not randomly share their disdain via downvoting.
It's such a small change but makes a big difference. I bet a lot of people feel the same as me - it's more comfortable to engage here.
Idk if I'm just dumb or something but I have tried to play terraria on 5+ separate occasions and the controls and UI just DON'T make sense to me. Like how to craft?! How to equip? How to do stuff? It was just so confusing. I tried on mobile and steam deck. I even looked up the controls online and mapped it out. It just never clicked for me. I felt like an 80 year old using a smartphone for the first time.
You articulated my issue with it perfectly. In theory it was this amazing open world with tons of player freedom, but the minute you engage with the actual story at all you have no choice in anything. There was one quest where I HAD to rescue Micah and kill a butt load of people which really annoyed me given I was going for a white hat run.