Ambrosia Dawn
ambrosiandawn.bsky.social
Ambrosia Dawn
@ambrosiandawn.bsky.social
🔞 Writer of vinegary, spicy, queer tidbits. Making art to comfort the disturbed & disturb the comfortable. Patreon TBA.
Make the pain pretty to distract them from risking a moment's empathy 🖤
November 13, 2025 at 2:32 PM
Reposted by Ambrosia Dawn
I don't think journalists should doxx people
September 22, 2025 at 1:16 PM
September 14, 2025 at 12:45 AM
Breaking the fourth wall is the ultimate level of dissociating. It's an out of body experience that abandons immersion in the world of the story for character & audience. It's an abandoning of oneself to explain & justify our own existence. It's a begging for relief. Tragicomedy
September 8, 2025 at 2:23 PM
Someone said we must turn off our empathy for our abusers. I don't think so. I think we need to refocus our empathy on ourselves and their other targets. We need to dream bigger while being willing to build that world together. It's much more fulfilling than just wishing them ill
September 1, 2025 at 12:55 PM
I only come in freak flavour so congratulations to those with a taste for me
August 16, 2025 at 11:28 AM
Actually, Mister Joel, bad people can also die young
August 11, 2025 at 8:40 AM
Turns out being emotionally stretched is just resisting growth. Damn. I meant physically!
Fuck growth

I wanna be stretched
August 11, 2025 at 8:09 AM
Breaking the cycle of generational bad taste in men
August 10, 2025 at 11:40 PM
You seem to think my heart bleeds
involuntarily
I don't resist the tears that well
at the suffering of others
I choose this
because I choose love
I choose to be who I needed
When I had no one
if that makes me weak
Then consider me the weakest lifeform ever to grace the earth ❤️‍🔥
August 10, 2025 at 12:06 PM
I left someone like my character named Chance. He's the hero but he's terrified. He falls in love with a girl in his magic sword. He refuses to fight. He hides & drags his heels. He's irrationally afraid of hats. I trapped myself in a sword for him & then welded myself for us 💔
August 9, 2025 at 12:36 PM
Do you think Prometheus eventually got used to the pain? If the Greeks believed the liver was the seat of all emotions then wouldn't he be numbed? He wouldn't feel anxious because his emotions were removed. It's effectively like total dissociation. He might not even remember it
August 7, 2025 at 12:32 PM
Dissociating in the liminal office space in my mind, if anyone needs me
August 7, 2025 at 11:58 AM
(in harmony now) alone
July 28, 2025 at 3:19 PM
It was always more of a performative and unhinged fan fiction about the psychology of right wing figures, wasn't it? She poured milk over a cardboard cutout of grifter who just agreed to debate 20 Atheists as 1 Christian & refused to confirm if he was Christian or not. Theatric!
July 25, 2025 at 2:12 PM
I have invented a new turn of phrase to succinctly describe my relationship with my mother: emotional curb stomp
July 22, 2025 at 1:39 PM
I think about you, my friend, more than I will ever be able to express. The spell, whatever the cause, that keeps me silent is no one's fault but I do not blame you for disbelief. You cannot check my heart out of the library for casual perusing and I seldom read from it aloud ❤️‍🩹
July 13, 2025 at 12:41 PM
You wanted me to play a role but to improvise the script. Each correction should be eagerly embraced, oh & there were so many, without ever expressing any hint of fatigue or resisting restriction. But your direction was uninspired, grotesque, & I wish I'd rejected the role sooner
July 7, 2025 at 3:15 AM
I was too quiet.
Too clever.
Too obedient.
Too strange.
Too capable.
Too tempting.
Too insightful.
Too much yet never enough.

But I never believed them. I wasn't to their taste but that didn't mean I wasn't exquisite. But I believed that they were incapable of appreciating me ❤️‍🩹
July 6, 2025 at 1:09 PM
Fuck growth

I wanna be stretched
July 5, 2025 at 2:09 PM
Something has been broken. It clatters around inside. It still works, I can wind it up, but the tune is somehow unfamiliar now. There's no way to open it to discover the broken piece and reconnect it again. If I hold still perhaps I won't notice...the something that broke
June 28, 2025 at 7:00 AM
If you're still suppressing that feeling in your chest, tightening your throat to resist screaming, then why? What are you saving your voice for? I suggest you speak up before they cut off our tongues
June 21, 2025 at 12:29 PM
They're not a snack as in a small meal that temporarily satisfies hunger between more substantial meals. No. Snack as in their present in my life sustains me on a deep level like nourishment that strengthens my bones, feeds my rushing blood, and makes my skin glow with life ❤️‍🔥
June 15, 2025 at 4:11 AM
It was hard for me to pay attention to the sitcom scenes because I was much more invested in the drama series style scenes. Now it feels like my memory of living in the USA is fading all the traumatic parts which means erasing an entire person - my own "Kevin". I walked away ❤️‍🩹
Finished the show (confirmed only 2 seasons) & I absolutely recommend it. From the character growth to the way dysfunction is shown in interpersonal relationships across work, platonic, & romantic connections is so well done. The end was so satisfying too. Divorce saved my life ❤️‍🩹
I started watching Kevin Can F**k Himself. It feels like such an accurate portrayal of coercive control. The way he isolates her, belittles her, takes everything from her, it all feels so familiar. When I moved to the US I always felt I was living inside a TV show. It's this. ❤️‍🩹
June 14, 2025 at 2:05 PM
Reposted by Ambrosia Dawn
ko-fi.com/gnat friendly reminder that my job has cut my hours and I wasn't even making enough to pay my rent before the cut so if you'd like to help make my life a wee bit easier by throwing change my way I'd appreciate it.
(I also posted some previously unseen art there)
June 11, 2025 at 2:46 PM