There are no words in the English language I could scream to drown you out

[sovay]

So I got home to discover the latest code push from Dreamwidth has effectively broken the site for me. I left a comment to that effect. It does not look as though my comment will make a difference.

I understand accessibility is complicated. This journal and DW in general was one of the few things in my life right now that did not cause me active pain. It was in fact rather sustaining. That has just sharply ceased to be the case. I have no idea what to do. I left LJ for DW. I had planned to stay here until they turned out the lights because I trusted them not to hurt me. Now my eyes hurt. I am a text-oriented person who cannot comfortably interact with the text-based form of social media which is very nearly the whole of my life online. There's nowhere to go from here. (I can't even think about the effects on my Patreon.) I am tired of being a person whose needs are disposable. I am very, very, very not happy.

[edit 2020-07-26 1:21:00] I have temporarily reverted to the old style because the alternative appears to be verging on a migraine. And perhaps in a year the horse will learn to sing.

Comments

[nineweaving]

Dear gods, this is appalling. I had no idea, as my own page looks just as it always did. I feel as if the angel of death has passed over my house, and I feel guilty.

Damn it all, making their community feel at home is their primary job, and they've botched it. I hope they let you keep a comfortable style, forever. Your journal is one of the great pleasures of DW.

Nine

[sovay]

I feel as if the angel of death has passed over my house, and I feel guilty.

Please don't; it's not useful. Any number of styles appear to be unaffected by these changes and that's fine.

I hope they let you keep a comfortable style, forever. Your journal is one of the great pleasures of DW.

Thank you. I don't know what my odds are. I have offers of help now from four people, though, if DW can't do it, and I really don't want to have to leave.

(I just don't want a visually triggered migraine—or even the facsimile of one; it felt exactly like a migraine in terms of pain and sensitivity, but it wore off in half the usual time and does not appear to have involved any of the other, these days more dangerous vascular symptoms, so I am thinking of it as a functional migraine, if not a technical one—ever again. I didn't know my brain could do that and it's one of those things I only want to try once.)