Brethren, if a man is overtaken in any trespass, you who are spiritual restore such a one in a spirit of gentleness, considering yourself lest you also be tempted. Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ. For if anyone thinks himself to be something, when he is nothing, he deceives himself. But let each one examine his own work, and then he will have rejoicing in himself alone, and not in another.For each one shall bear his own load.
If you have EVER been catcalled (or something remotely similar) by either a male or female, please reblog this. My mother had to tell me to actually watch myself because I was going somewhere. I want to see just how often this horrid communication occurs.
Hi! This is Valerie’s sister, Melissa. Valerie’s been going through a rough time and she needs your support! Valerie is in Ohio right now and she is getting a ton of tests done for Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS) tomorrow. She already went to bed, and it would make her so happy to see a bunch of sweet messages to wake up to before all of the testings.
Valerie is the kindest person I know and I love her so much (and I know that all of you do to). So if you could please just send her a nice messages here and reblog this post, that would be great.
As today’s polysexyal pride day comes to a close, I just wanted to offer a little encouragement to all of you. At some point we figured out we weren’t straight. Some of you had a family and friends to support you. Some of you only had one or the other. Personally I’m still in the closet to most of my family, and I’m handpicking some of my friends to come out to. No matter our curcumstances, polysexuality is valid. It is not jus a dusty old word, it is a way to classify our feelings for others, whatever form of attraction these feelings take. This blog is one voice for many, and in the same token, all of us must speak up for ourselves to be heard as one. May you all have safe and enjoyable lives in your own identities.
Good morning, gang. Today we’re starting a new feature called #girlgang voices.
We were approached by a member of the gang who wanted a safe space to talk about something that happened to her. We were happy and grateful to be able to provide it.
We love the idea so much, we want to expand it.
So this space is for you. Do you want to anonymously talk about something that’s bothering you? We’re here for that. Do you want to encourage other women openly and publicly and celebrate their victories? We’re here for that too. Do you want to be heard about something? Submit us an ask, tweet at us, or email us at email@example.com. We will always protect your privacy and respect your words. We can’t wait to hear your voices.
Our sweet friend today is fighting back. And we are proud of her. Here is her story. Show her your support. Help us be the community that surrounds her, protects her, and lifts up her voice.
I got trolled on the internet last night.
said some weird stuff to me on Twitter, so I blocked him, brushed my
teeth, and took my cold meds ‘cause I have a cold. I went to bed, slept
seven sneezy hours, and woke up this morning with a stuffy nose and my
damn mentions full of awful, threatening, violent, insane, despicable,
I almost didn’t write about it. You
know the rules as well as I do (for being a woman on the internet, for
daring to exist in the world): don’t engage. Ignore it. Act like this
shitty, scary thing didn’t happen, because if you don’t, something way,
way shittier and scarier might happen. And at that point you brought it
Fuck that, though. Fuck.
That. Because I have been sitting here all day feeling afraid, and I
have been sitting here all day feeling powerless, and the longer I sit
here the angrier I get until it feels like I’m going to explode out of
my skin and out of this building, like how incredibly, enormously pissed
I am is bigger than the whole world.
You think you can stop me from writing? Think again.
don’t have an answer for how to make this stop happening. I don’t know
how to make us feel more safe. But keeping quiet about it wasn’t going
to help me. I am not going to follow the rules.