I am thankful for the Native Americans who continue fight for their rights and their land and refuse to abide by the societal expectations of pretending nothing terrible happened to their ancestors on this holiday
in general i think new york is very good for my social anxiety because no matter how much of a freak i’m being i know it’s probably not the weirdest thing people have seen today
case in point: i felt bad about bringing my unwieldy luggage onto a crowded train, until the man sitting next to me pulled a live fish out of his backpack
Pro tip from a native: no one is paying attention to you, or what you’re doing, with three exceptions:
Just a quick message of love to my fellow Native Americans who either mourn on Thanksgiving or who skip over the holiday entirely: you are so fucking valid and however you tackle this holiday–whether it is with anger, grief, or outright denial that it counts as a holiday at all–just know that you have the right to do so. Don’t let colonizers try to guilt you into celebrating a holiday you aren’t ready to or don’t want to reclaim.
Liu: Hey gays. I’ve gotten six hours of sleep in the past week, and I’m currently about to finish making a concoction of Red Bull, Starbucks coffee, Mountain Dew, and some liquid I found in the back of the fridge that’s been there for over a year.
Liu: *chugs it all*
Liu: Lets get this bread.
*Later*
Liu: Hey Jeff, I think I can see God
Jeff, a victim of witnessing the above many times throughout his childhood. He is so tired of this. Help him: Liu. Liu no. Liu please
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