Ahou Mostowfi
@ahoumstwf.bsky.social
Chronically indoors, mumbling to books, buried in PDFs, and side-eyeing the concept of ‘functioning’.
“but i don’t want to go among mad people.”
“oh, you can’t help that.”
“we’re all mad here.”
“but i don’t want to go among mad people.”
“oh, you can’t help that.”
“we’re all mad here.”
In reality, even minor errors can render text incomprehensible. When you’re able-bodied, you rarely notice these barriers. Or worse, you notice but don’t acknowledge them. You fail to take responsibility. You continue past them unaffected… until suddenly, you can’t.
May 15, 2025 at 12:18 AM
In reality, even minor errors can render text incomprehensible. When you’re able-bodied, you rarely notice these barriers. Or worse, you notice but don’t acknowledge them. You fail to take responsibility. You continue past them unaffected… until suddenly, you can’t.
The saddest part? I message my advisor, but I can’t bring myself to call.
Not out of fear they’ll be cruel, but because even a kind word would pierce the surface.
I’m clinging to the calm of limbo, where nothing is confirmed, nothing collapses.
The draft stays untouched. So do I.
Not out of fear they’ll be cruel, but because even a kind word would pierce the surface.
I’m clinging to the calm of limbo, where nothing is confirmed, nothing collapses.
The draft stays untouched. So do I.
May 12, 2025 at 3:54 PM
The saddest part? I message my advisor, but I can’t bring myself to call.
Not out of fear they’ll be cruel, but because even a kind word would pierce the surface.
I’m clinging to the calm of limbo, where nothing is confirmed, nothing collapses.
The draft stays untouched. So do I.
Not out of fear they’ll be cruel, but because even a kind word would pierce the surface.
I’m clinging to the calm of limbo, where nothing is confirmed, nothing collapses.
The draft stays untouched. So do I.
Autonomy terrifies me. Not because I can’t work, but because I’ve always waited to be told I’m allowed to.
May 12, 2025 at 3:48 PM
Autonomy terrifies me. Not because I can’t work, but because I’ve always waited to be told I’m allowed to.
But here’s the truth:
I subconsciously crave a master. A god. Someone to say, “You’re allowed to continue.”
I subconsciously crave a master. A god. Someone to say, “You’re allowed to continue.”
May 12, 2025 at 3:48 PM
But here’s the truth:
I subconsciously crave a master. A god. Someone to say, “You’re allowed to continue.”
I subconsciously crave a master. A god. Someone to say, “You’re allowed to continue.”
Watch of the day: Free Churro – BoJack Horseman.
May 11, 2025 at 8:23 PM
Watch of the day: Free Churro – BoJack Horseman.