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We like to build these little worlds where everything gets sorted out and makes sense and, if possible, the good guys win. No one would call Agatha Christie a fantasy writer, but look at the books she’s most typically associated with–they’re about tiny isolated little worlds, usually a country house, or an island, or a train, where a very careful plot is worked out. No mad axmen for Agatha, no unsolved crimes. Hercule Poirot always finds the clues.

And look at Westerns. The famous Code of the West largely consisted of finding somewhere where you could safely shoot the other guy in the back, but we don’t really want to know that. We’d rather believe in Clint Eastwood.

I would, anyway. Almost all writers are fantasy writers, but some of us are more honest about it than others.

And everyone reads fantasy…one way…or another…

Terry Pratchett, “Whose Fantasy Are You?”
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ladyyatexel

Hey you know what is rad? 

every year, I buy these plane tickets to go to Gallifrey, right?  And every year, I buy them and immediately my brain makes the meltdown noise and the compartments begin to fill with water let in by the iceburg of a purchase I’ve made and despite having checked obsessively before purchasing I need to check AGAIN, and then about every ten minutes for an hour, that I haven’t gotten the dates wrong and fucked myself over to the tune of several hundred dollars

and this year I just

bought them, was pleased at myself for having set aside more than enough money, and re-checked Only Once after purchase!  

That feels like improvement even if my brain turned into a malevolent radio for eight hours on Monday.  You win some you lose some.

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RESTORE, REMAKE, & REBUILD by kaelio

This fic has absolutely destroyed me! It re-examines the Garak/Bashir relationship from an angle that is both deliciously ironic and painfully realistic. 

Set more than a decade post-canon, Julian Bashir’s career is a wash and he fully expects to die in obscurity; meanwhile Elim Garak is riding up the political ladder on the coat-tails of Enabran Tain but he isn’t yet beneath meddling in the affairs of his dear, estranged, doctor. 

TW for complex mental health issues, character death(?), unconventional (but very excellent) depiction of Kelas Parmak, intensive and accomplished worldbuilding that basically ignores beta-canon, some intense second-hand embarrassment that isn’t played for laughs, and gloriously rich original characters.

read RESTORE, REMAKE, & REBUILD on AO3

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marigoldwitch

Growing up my parents taught me that if you’re too sick to [insert responsibility here] then you’re too sick to [insert something that makes you happy here].

It took me a really long time to unlearn this. When I would get sick or have a “bad day” I would deprive myself of anything that made me happy. Watching movies, eating something I enjoyed, going for a walk, playing video games or just browsing online looking at funny cat videos. I wouldn’t let myself do these things because I was always told that if I’m too sick to go to work, or do homework, or go to school then I must be too sick to play Mortal Kombat or watch Unsolved Mysteries lol.

Whenever I wouldn’t feel good, which I later learned as an adult was due to sleep deprivation caused by my ADHD and depression (and of course the depression itself would cause me to feel like shit), my parents would tell me “if you’re not throwing up, then you’re not sick.” And when I would stay home from school (or even work in my later teen years) my parents would make sure that I didn’t have any “fun.” No TV, no movies, no games, no going outside, no arts and crafts, no books, no nothing. Just lay in bed and feel miserable.

I’m happy to say that I no longer do this to myself. Now when I’m having a bad day or I’m sick (cold, flu or whatever) I allow myself to do the things (within reason lol) that I actually love doing. If I’m not too sick to step outside for a few minutes then I’ll go for a walk. I’ll watch my favorite movies and if it’s a bad day or a cold (something that doesn’t hinder my appetite too much) I’ll eat my favorite foods. I don’t guilt trip myself anymore for having a “sick day.”

Just because you’re sick (whether physically, emotionally or mentally) doesn’t mean that you can’t do things you enjoy. You’re not any less sick because you watch TV. You’re not any less sick because you’re playing video games. 

Actually you SHOULD be doing these things when you’re not feeling good because they make you feel better. The better you feel, the faster your heal. 

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I grew up with the same attitude about being sick and let me tell you, it seriously fucked me up when I became disabled / chronically ill. It’s taken me FOREVER to stop feeling guilty about doing enjoyable stuff.