The first episode of Avatar the last Airbender aired 21 years ago.
Till today as I tweet, people are still creating different think pieces and lessons from the TV show across the world, and doing full length videos breaking down its context.
Nothing can ever match ATLA in terms of depth, width and class.
It is peak fiction. A work of art to be preserved for the history books.
If there is show that every parent should watch with their kids as a right of passage, it should be Avatar the Last Airbender.
@Yeshaya86@Ogiel23@IMAO_ I hate the movie with a passion for not being even a fraction as good as the book, so just making sure people are aware that the book is way better
@Yeshaya86@Ogiel23@IMAO_ Are you talking about the movie or the book, because the book shows NK as everyone retreating to bunkers and no one knowing whether there are any survivors
start embarrassingly small. wake up 5 minutes earlier. do 1 push-up daily. write 1 sentence. read 1 page. walk around the block. meditate for 30 seconds. drink 1 glass of water. make your bed. do it to build identity. do it to create momentum. do it to compound results. do it to transform everything.
You figure this out the hard way, usually.
Not in a calm, notebook-at-a-cafe kind of way. More like standing in a kitchen at 23:58 with your heart in your throat thinking, why does talking to this person feel like emotional ping pong against a brick wall.
For years you think “emotionally available” means they let you cry on their shoulder. They answer the phone. They listen. They say the right soothing sentences. They are there when you are falling apart. So you check those boxes and declare, yeah, this person is safe.
Then real life starts to press.
Something small at first. You say “hey, lately I’ve been feeling a bit distant from you.” And you watch their whole nervous system panic in real time. Micro eye roll. Jaw clenched. Suddenly they are joking, deflecting, turning it into a bit. Or they get weirdly angry, like you accused them of a crime. Or they shut down, eyes going flat, saying “I don’t know what you want from me” while their whole body leans away.
You clock it as “they can’t handle my feelings.”
What you’re actually watching is a person who can’t handle their own.
Because your sentence didn’t just drop your emotion into the room. It woke up theirs. Guilt. Shame. Fear of failure. Fear of being the bad guy. Old stuff from childhood about never being enough, or always being blamed, or being yelled at when someone else was disappointed. All that rises like smoke, and instead of breathing it, they throw it back at you.
Emotional availability is not about who brings the tissues when you cry.
It is about what a person does when their own chest starts to burn.
Take the classic “we need to talk” moment. You sit on the couch, heart pounding, rehearsing your lines. You’re not trying to attack. You’re trying to connect. You say something like “when you disappear for days without texting, I feel really anxious, like I don’t matter to you.”
Now watch.
If they are unavailable to themselves, they will sprint away from whatever comes up inside them. They will say “I’ve just been busy” in that tone that means drop it. They will bring up one time you were slow to answer as a counterattack. They will make a joke out of your fear so they don’t have to feel their own discomfort. They might even start crying in a way that swivels the spotlight around, so now you’re comforting them for being “such a terrible partner.”
They are not actually with your feeling. They are fighting for their self-image.
Because to sit with you in that moment, they would first have to let their own stuff hit. The guilt of knowing they did pull back. The shame of not being as attentive as they want to believe they are. The fear that they are failing you. The grief of realizing they may not know how to do better yet. That is a lot. If they have zero practice staying with their own emotions, they will do anything to dodge that hit.
So they stonewall. They over-explain. They start a lecture. They shut down.
And you walk away thinking, maybe I’m too sensitive.
You’re not too sensitive. You are just bumping into someone who has a lifelong habit of abandoning themselves the second anything heavy shows up. Of course they abandon you too. It is the same reflex.
There is a reason people who are emotionally available to themselves are usually not the smoothest talkers.
They might stumble. They might say “I need a second, this is bringing up a lot.” They might go quiet and actually think. They might admit “hearing that makes me feel ashamed” and let that hang in the air. They might say “I want to stay with this even though part of me wants to run.”
That right there is availability.
Not perfect behavior. Not perfect regulation. Just the willingness to stay in the room with what they are feeling instead of throwing it on the floor or on you.
You see the difference most clearly in conflict.
Two people are fighting. Same argument as always. One says, “you never listen.” The other says, “you’re always criticizing me.”👇
i don’t think people understand how important this music video was for the sapphic community back in 2015 so seeing it being adapted into a MOVIE 10 years later is so surreal
lesbian shows i’d love to see be made :
-anything
-i’ll take anything
-anything that doesn’t get cancelled after 1 season
-anything lesbian
-DONT CANCEL EVERY LESBIAN SHOW
-lesbians!!!
One of the most freeing realizations in life is that you can just… not care about certain things.
Spilled something? Whatever, clean it up.
Get rejected? Oh well, onto the next.
Travel plans get screwed up? Annoying, but we’ll get there.
There’s a level of detachment that’s incredible once you realize you don’t have to give a shit about everything.
was talking to a friend about how you know someone is the right person to commit to
my take is you start with enough confidence to take a first step, and the deeper clarity comes from walking, not waiting for false guarantees upfront. life is famously impossible to predict, so at some point you trade hypotheticals for experience and let the path emerge