reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a fucking break
together, soft, shining ✨
growing up as a cis girl the patriarchy told me “you’re a girl because of the way you were born, there is nothing you can do about this, you have no say in your gender” and i hated being a girl because it wasn’t my choice it was a prison and the trans community told me “you’re a girl because you say so, your view of yourself is the most important thing, if you change your mind that would be ok” and it made me proud to be a girl and feel empowered in my gender and i wasn’t trapped anymore and then terfs come along and tell me “you’re a girl because of the way you were born, there is nothing you can do about this, you have no say in your gender (but like in a woke way)” and they somehow expect me to be on their side?
I adore this, I adore this so much.
that arm’s gonna get covered in stickers, just u wait
also:
it wasn’t designed w mabel’s artistic genius in mind
If you’ve been thru a phase of your life feeling hopeless, depressed, broken, scared, suffering pain that you didn’t believe would ever stop, or having your whole will to go on eaten away by something devastating that happened to you, and you were alone and abandoned and ashamed of feeling this pain, I want you to know that it wasn’t okay.
Every human, especially young humans, can get overwhelmed and devastated and drown in their dark thoughts and fears, and nobody deserves to go thru that alone. If you were living close to other people, and they failed to notice, or ignored your state, or tried to make sure that you feel guilty for it, ashamed of it, deserving of it, or responsible for it, that wasn’t okay. That’s not what’s supposed to happen. Human society isn’t built on kicking someone when they’re down. Humans are not supposed to see someone suffering and deteriorating and then go ‘serves them right’ or ‘it’s their own fault’. That’s despicable.
You were not supposed to be left alone in your pain. You were supposed to get help and support. Even if you couldn’t imagine how that support and help would look like, if you couldn’t believe you deserved any, even if you felt so worthless and unimportant that taking someone’s time and energy would have felt horrible and selfish to you, you still deserved help and support during the worst period of your life.
Someone should have checked up on you. Someone should have made sure that you don’t spend all or most of your time alone, drowning in your own fears and pain, neglected. Someone should have offered you conversation and reassurances, even if they wouldn’t have fixed the underlying issue. You shouldn’t have been going thru it alone and unchecked. Someone should have taken measures to make sure you know you’re cared for, that people are going to put an active effort into changing your situation for the better. You should have been reminded, with actions and words, that you are still lovable, that you’re desired to be a part of society, that you’re not something to leave behind in a room until you either get your shit together or fail and be forgotten. You should have never feared for your relevance or your value while already suffering from everything else. You shouldn’t have been left to your own devices, with your social needs completely unfulfilled, with society turning their entire back on you.
That kind of situation makes you feel alone for a long, long time. That’s the kind of thing that makes you lose hope in people, and it should have never come to it. You should never have been in so much pain and alone in it. You never deserved that kind of cruel and contemptuous abandonment. You should never have been thru something that makes other people feel like a threat or a dead end. Your problems should never have felt so large that your place in the world your humanity and would be revoked over them.
so idk how to start this or say anything about it because i am worried about preserving the sensitivity of the matter and wondering if asking for help damages that or makes me a bad person.
i went to planned parenthood yesterday after a couple weeks of weird symptoms and found out i was six weeks and three days pregnant.
i am eighteen years old and just graduated high school, and don’t plan on having a baby any time soon.
the problem is, i live in Indiana. i have gone through, in the last two days, so much more psychological trauma than i ever believed was possible because i wasn’t prepared for this situation. doctors telling me i’m lazy and irresponsible and begging me to keep my pregnancy, referring to it as “my baby” and telling me my due date, forcing me to listen to heart beats, giving me prenatal vitamins i won’t use and giving me pictures of my ultrasound. while my mom is supportive of my decision to end my pregnancy, my dad is outraged.
i work at dairy queen and get paid hourly, i work 35 hours. i am already in physical pain due to the pregnancy because i have kidney disease and am anorexic.
what i’m trying to say here is that, yeah. i messed up pretty badly. abortions are so expensive. i am going to college, and planning on moving in august. i have no money to pay for the abortion.
that’s where you can help. my paypal is
paypal.me/kate949 and my venmo is @altyrlog. i’m not begging for money, but simply asking if you have more to spare to help out a teenage girl who’s out of options. i need the procedure done soon, and the doctors are afraid that a medical (pill) abortion wouldn’t be the best decision for my previous health history.
please, if you have anything to offer and give, i will take it. i love you all and am so warmed by the support from my friends and people close to me. i need anywhere between 450-700 dollars and i’m praying my insurance will help me cover these costs.
thank you in advance and plz message me with any questions, i have a proof of pregnancy paper and multiple other documents to confirm. i am not trying to scam you for money, im out of ideas.
i love you xx
PS if you can’t help, please support by reblogging in hopes that someone else can
In a video posted on Twitter by a Rolesville student, a school officer can be seen lifting 15-year-old Jasmine Darwin and slamming her to the floor.
Jasmine says she saw her sister fighting another student and rushed to break up the altercation. Then the officer grabbed her from behind and slammer her on the floor.
Ruben De Los Santos, the officer seen in the video and a member of the Rolesville Police Department has been placed on paid administrative leave.
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I reblogged this last night. But it disapeared. This is incredibly important. Under the guise of Medicaide reform, Native american tribes are going to lose federal recognition.
This is cultural genocide. Please spread this aruond. Colonizers especially.
If you ever need to justify traumatizing someone by making them feel bad for you and your sad tragic past just know that this person would be way happier without you in their life and using your past trauma to bring more trauma to others lives doesn’t make you the tragic hero you think you are, it’s unoriginal and boring and they will eventually see thru you and be sickened by it and you will not be forgiven
Did your abusive parents continually imply or say outright, that you're a burden not only on them, but also on all other people you interact with?
I had my parents warn me every time I was leaving the house that I was a nuisance and to not allow other people to 'feed me' because then I would be eating somebody else's food. There was a few times where I accepted a ride from my friend's parents, because I didn't dare to ask my own parents, and when they found out, they were outraged, furious and went on this big tirade about how I owe them gas money, how I spent resources that weren't mine, and was now in debt to those people, and they, my parents now had to go and make up for that debt (for the friend's parents, it was a 3 minute detour to pick me up, they were already driving their own kid).
I was discouraged from going anywhere because of how big of a burden I was on those people, and if I wanted to go to a friend's house, they would get mad and ask 'why do you have to go there, aren't we good enough for you', it was mind-boggling.
However it did force me, as a child, to continually believe I have to be extremely useful; at every house I went, I made a gift for them so they wouldn't be mad at me, and to pay my dues that I owe them for being at their place. I also didn't dare to ask for food or drinks anywhere because I believed that would make me a burden and put me in debt, and rides were considered basically unrepayable, and I had to depend on my parents for them, who would use them for blackmail every time. (you have to do whatever I say for 2 weeks, if you want that 15 minutes ride to the train station).
I only realized recently that they actively worked on making me feel despised and burdensome in every place I ever went, not only at my own home, and that it's the reason I never visit other people's houses anymore, and stick to myself in fear of being unwelcome.
• It’s annoying. • It gives an imperfect metric for how many followers you have. (I would estimate about 25% of my “followers” are porn blogs run by bots). • It makes pulling up your activity page iffy even if you use Tumblr strictly for SFW content. • It’s problematic for individuals who have struggled with sex and/or pornography addictions, especially since many of the blog names are not obviously porn names, causing you to preview the blog. • It exposes minors to illegal and harmful content.
And to many of us: • It’s disgusting. • it’s degrading to human beings, especially women. • It makes Tumblr a less classy, less reputable place.
Please share this if you agree this is a serious problem.