I don’t know why so many people seem to think that we are at our (physically) prettiest in our twenties. I disagree. I like to refer to the twenties as the years of baby-adult syndrome, because so many people often still look like teens while being and living the lives of adults.

Physically, so many of us in our twenties look like a mixture of girl and woman with a little more emphasis on girl, and personally, I find it aggravating. (I feel the same often goes for men in their twenties, appearing as a mixture of boy and man.)

I believe I am beautiful, but I want to look in a way that resembles how I feel, and I feel like a woman.

am woman. 

I am not a girl. I am not a child. I do not wish to constantly be mistaken for an underage person, a high-school student, or a girl, because I am none of those things.

I am a woman. I work. I pay bills. I fill out my own medical forms. I can answer questions on my own without looking to someone else to answer, to be the adult for me. I am a fully knowledgeable sexual being. I have confidence in my abilities. I am thoroughly educated. I am strong. I have lived through countless trials and overcome.

I am woman, but in my twenties, I still have the face and the body of someone who perhaps hasn’t fully graduated to woman yet. This is something that many of us deal with in our twenties. For many of us, the curves and the angles and the physical maturity that typically visually defines us as women instead of girls often doesn’t begin to shape our faces and our bodies until our thirties or even our forties.

We call it aging gracefully, and in a way, I suppose this is true.

The twenties, though, still feel so very formative. It is hard for me to consider these years to be those in which we are at our (physically) prettiest, when they are still so formative (physically and otherwise).

I think of the twenties as being the adult version of puberty. Puberty 2.0, if you will.

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anonymous said:

Understanding ADHD and figuring out how to deal with it is extremely important to me, but when I do research on it and recognize myself in the articles or whatever, I get extremely anxious and self conscious. Like, I have no problem with people knowing that I'm medicated, but it can be really embarrassing for me to realize that I'm so messed up and annoying and that so many adults feel the need to write articles talking about how annoying and naive their ADHD children are, because that's me.

I know how you feel. It’s so difficult as an adult ADHDer to look for information and only find stuff geared toward parents of children who have ADHD!

A good place to look online for adult-specific information is TotallyADD, which is just for adults. There are forums and a whole bunch of other resources, plus they offer free webinars all the time. The site is headed up by Rick Green, who is a Canadian comedian who is behind Red Green and History Bites (don’t worry if you haven’t heard of these shows, they are Canadian after all), and he tries to bring humour to his discussions of the issues that affect us. Also, since he has ADHD himself and isn’t a psychologist or psychiatrist, he’s speaking just from his personal experience, which is really refreshing!

I do wish those professionals (and parents, TBH) would realize that adult ADHDers not only exist, we read the stuff they write. So when they talk about how disruptive, annoying, and awful ADHD kids are, they’re talking about us, too. And then they wonder why ADHDers have poor self-esteem. Really? You’re still wondering that? Why? You’re part of the reason!

-J

"You’re just being a teenager" is thE MOST DISGUSTING EXCUSE I HAVE EVER HEARD

YOU ARE ERASING MY PROBLEMS AND MY ISSUES BECAUSE OF MY AGE AND THAT IS NOT OKAY

ARE TEENAGERS HORMONAL? YES. ARE TEENAGERS IMPULSIVE? YES. ARE TEENAGERS MORE LIKELY TO MAKE MISTAKES? YES, BUT THAT IS MAINLY DUE TO LACK OF LIFE EXPERIENCE

BUT IF BEING A TEENAGER DOESN’T EXCUSE ACTIONS LIKE VANDALISM AND “BACKTALKING" THEN HOW THE HELL DOES IT EXCUSE AND APPARENTLY NEGATE ACTIONS LIKE SELF-HARMING AND EMOTIONAL BREAKDOWNS?

WHY DO YOU GET TO PICK AND CHOOSE WHAT THINGS YOU CAN AND CAN’T BLAME ON MY HORMONES?

WHY DO YOU THINK MY AGE IS A SOLID REASON TO NEGLECT ME?

WHY CAN’T YOU JUST DO WHAT YOU’VE BEEN PREACHING AT ME FOR YEARS AND LISTEN TO ME!!!

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It’s a psychological itch that the most enlightened, successful and even beautiful women still tend to scratch: if I look better, I am better.

Now one campaign is trying to convince others to break free from that line of thought. The Stop The Beauty Madness campaign wants you to “feel like you’ve been socked in the gut” when you see its jarringly frank ads, says its founder Robin Rice.

Go here to see all of the brutally honest photo campaign. 

it’s funny how people on tumblr are so concerned with avoiding slurs which have unfortunate and discriminatory implications toward a particular group, but almost no one around here seems to have caught on to the fact that words like “childish” are exactly that.

Let me be clear: THIS generation didn’t make The Bomb and drop it. This generation didn’t invent, “I’m OK, you’re OK.” This generation is not responsible for smooth jazz or Muzak. THIS generation didn’t gut economy and leave those under 40 the fucking scraps. This generation didn’t make a job market for college graduates that requires unpaid labor followed by unemployment or retail work.
Don’t fucking bash my generation, we didn’t do, aren’t responsible for, and are picking up the pieces of our asshole parents.
—  Me angry as hell about a really lame comic strip expounding on why Generation Y (Get it, Generation Why?) being worthless. I’m not even going to link the strip because I want the author to die in obscurity.

An Amazing Village Designed Just For People With Dementia

Hogeweyk, from a certain perspective, seems like a fortress: A solid podium of apartments and buildings, closed to the outside world with gates and security fences. But, inside, it is its own self-contained world: Restaurants, cafes, a supermarket, gardens, a pedestrian boulevard, and more.

The idea, explains Hogeweyk’s creators, is to design a world that maintains as much a resemblance to normal life as possible—without endangering the patients.

Each apartment hosts six to eight people, including caretakers—who wear street clothes—and the relationship between the two is unique. Residents help with everything from cooking to cleaning. They can buy whatever they want from the grocery. They can get their hair done or go to a restaurant. It’s those basic routines and rituals that can help residents maintain a better quality of living.

So can we stop treating teen activists as freaks to be ogled, and pitch in with their causes instead? Can we stop acting like teens are totally vapid and incapable of contributing anything useful to society, culture, and criticism? Because teens are all around us and they are driven, smart, passionate, and so much more—if only adults bothered to take a minute to actually see them, instead of focusing on what we think we know about them. While we were all teens once, we often seem to forget that in our hurry to smack down the next generation.

Okay I get that it’s predominantly elderly people who need help with mobility but it’d be nice to have some ads for mobility aids that have younger people on, cos we need them too and it makes me feel kinda crappy when I see something like wheelchairs/shower seats/walking sticks/whatever on an advert and everyone on there is over 60 at least. Disabled teens and young people exist, believe it or not.

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“As we move toward creating a society within which we can each flourish, ageism is another distortion of relationship which interferes without vision. By ignoring the past, we are encour­aged to repeat its mistakes. The “generation gap” is an important social tool for any repressive society. If the younger members of a community view the older members as contemptible or suspect or excess, they will never be able to join hands and ex­amine the living memories of the community, nor ask the all im­portant question, “Why?” This gives rise to a historical amnesia that keeps us working to invent the wheel every time we have to go to the store for bread.

We find ourselves having to repeat and relearn the same old lessons over and over that our mothers did because we do not pass on what we have learned, or because we are unable to listen. For instance, how many times has this all been said before? For another, who would have believed that once again our daughters are allowing their bodies to be hampered and purgatoried by girdles and high heels and hobble skirts?”

- Audre Lorde, Ageism

recently I saw a set of 16 “missing child” posters up in a highway service plaza.

one of them was categorized as a “suspected family abduction”.

the other 15? “endangered runaways”.

I was immediately seething.

someone who runs away is not “missing”. they’ve left. and think about what that means as a teenager in modern society. it basically condemns one to life as a criminal, a victim, or a vagrant, because the moment your name hits an official record, there comes the helpful social services van to haul your ass back. and to where? whatever crummy place was worse than living on the run.

I know not every teenager who runs away from home realizes what they’re getting themselves into. perhaps it’s even true that a majority do not. but seriously, they know better than anyone else what they’re leaving. it’s probably a pretty bad situation. problem is, maybe it’s a bad situation that can’t be proven (a kid’s word often isn’t enough to get them out of an abusive home). maybe it’s a bad situation society is still sufficiently fucked-up to think is okay (plenty of people still think spanking is acceptable). maybe it’s emotional abuse, maybe it’s that you’re 17 and your parents won’t let you have any kind of social life, or maybe they won’t let you apply to Harvard because they want you to go to some “satan-made-the-fossils” college somewhere. none of that shit is illegal, you know. by law, the default position is for a child to be the property of his or her parents. getting out of that position requires a lot of work and a lot of time and a lot of luck. thus, people run away.

and our society has the absolute fucking nerve to use government resources and the public at large to pursue them across the country all in the cause of throwing them back to the goddamn wolves.

if we offered young people a way to get out of a home where they didn’t feel safe and secure, without their statements and their character being put on trial, and with their safety and their rights as human beings coming before someone else’s supposed right to control their lives, I bet we’d cut the number of “endangered runaways” out there by 90%.

until then, kids are going to keep choosing the less shitty of two shitty options, and they’re going to keep ending up being treated like fugitives for it.

anonymous said:

grow the fuck up and get off of tumblr. Do something with you life. You're almost 30.

I have a full time job and I’m going to be married. I have been around the world, to South Korea, China, Japan, England, and various places in the United States. I have met celebrities, seen plays in Stratford, and have seen rare animals in their natural habitats, not in zoos. I have taught English and decided to quit, deciding my happiness was more important than a longterm job that was draining my life.

Tumblr was created by a man my age and pertains to interests I love. My adult sister who is married and has a daughter also uses tumblr. There is literally no reason for me not to use a website that allows me to share my interests with others.

If you believe that by aging I should somehow suddenly lose interest in all of the things I love, you’re sadly mistaken.

I’m not angry with you for sending me this misguided message.

I feel sorry for you for having such a bleak outlook on getting old.

You know what would be amazing?

If there were safe places for homeless teenagers between the ages of maybe 13 and 18. Long-term homes where they could live. 

Places where they could have their own room with their own bed that had clean sheets and warm blankets and soft pillows. Where they could get warm showers and warm food. Where they’d be given toothbrushes and razors and jeans and pajamas and sneakers and socks and chapstix and gloves and jackets. Where there was noodles and hot tea and Jello for when they were sick. Where there was a cat or a dog, because pets make even the scariest things and hugest changes feel a little bit more normal.

Where they could see doctors and get medication if they needed it. Where they could see a therapist. Where they could go back to school, get tutoring if they needed it. 

Places that were run by people who cared about teenagers, who would listen and give hugs and not get angry when they were shouted or sworn at because they understood that the teens didn’t really mean what they were saying, that they were just frightened and hurting.

Where you didn’t need an adult’s permission to stay, you didn’t need to be able to prove abuse. You just needed to show up and ask to stay.

Like, do you know what a huge difference this would make in the lives of runaways, of homeless teenagers? A safe place to sleep and food to eat so they weren’t forced into drug dealing or theft? So that they were protected from human traffickers who would take advantage of them?

And it would also make a huge difference in the lives of abused teens! I mean, there are so many teenagers who are being abused in some way that isn’t enough for them to be taken from their parents, like emotional abuse or abuse that can’t be proven. If kids had a safe place to go to get away from that, so many would feel safe to leave! That would be so much better for their mental health and give them a chance to do their best in school and make friends and actually experience being a teenager.

I bet if there was a system like this that was run well and by people who actually cared about the kids they were supposed to be helping, we’d cut the number of runaways down 75%, and probably cut teen suicide rates too.

shout out to children, y’all get socialized all fucked up, and peeps don’t take you serious, and you have to do a bunch of foolish things, and not many take your struggle seriously, and adults are less fun than you

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