They build it up just to burn it back down
Hello, Dreamwidth.
Technically I have been here since 2013, but then LJ was home. It is no longer. I have not yet deleted my livejournal of the last thirteen years, but I expect to post to Dreamwidth only from now on. (I'll have to reword my Patreon.) It's a little disorienting. I don't usually spend so time on this side. Everything looks familiar, but not quite right. I'll have to get this journal looking more like itself. At the moment I just seem to feel very sad. I have never lost an online community before—much less one with as much emotional history as LJ—and it really does feel like a death or an exile. So much of my coming back to life was on LJ, my relationships with the people who are now my husband and my lover. It was the first place I was known as Sovay. I expected to stick with it until they turned out the lights, but instead somebody stole the lightbulbs and asked me to sign a confession I couldn't read to get them back. It might have been collateral damage to strong-arming someone else, but it was damage and done. I might be grieving that a while.
But in the meantime I'm here. So who's here with me? Sound off.
Technically I have been here since 2013, but then LJ was home. It is no longer. I have not yet deleted my livejournal of the last thirteen years, but I expect to post to Dreamwidth only from now on. (I'll have to reword my Patreon.) It's a little disorienting. I don't usually spend so time on this side. Everything looks familiar, but not quite right. I'll have to get this journal looking more like itself. At the moment I just seem to feel very sad. I have never lost an online community before—much less one with as much emotional history as LJ—and it really does feel like a death or an exile. So much of my coming back to life was on LJ, my relationships with the people who are now my husband and my lover. It was the first place I was known as Sovay. I expected to stick with it until they turned out the lights, but instead somebody stole the lightbulbs and asked me to sign a confession I couldn't read to get them back. It might have been collateral damage to strong-arming someone else, but it was damage and done. I might be grieving that a while.
But in the meantime I'm here. So who's here with me? Sound off.

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After you told me how to import other icons, I started doing it, and I felt miserable. It's not the same. My history, the reality of how those icons came about, is all over at LJ. ... I'll still be here, and I'm grateful to have a community here, but I'm definitely grieving.
I had to quit writing this comment so I could go upload my aquaman-is-sad icon. *sigh*
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Good!
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You have made me wonder if Dreamwidth offers support for Russian-language users. I hope so.
My history, the reality of how those icons came about, is all over at LJ. ... I'll still be here, and I'm grateful to have a community here, but I'm definitely grieving.
Grieving happens. I hope Aquaman helps.
*hugs*
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