Pro Divorce.

warning: long story.

This all happened to me a few years ago. I told a friend the story of my divorce and I was told to share.

Started a few years ago. I thought we were happy. We were your usual suburban professional couple. Financially secure, healthy, good sex life, two kids (14f and 9m at the time). I thought we had a healthy social life.

We were going through one of your typical married couple rough patches. Both of us were working long hours, not spending enough time together, we were going through some developmental problems with my son and tensions in the house were running a little high.

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How to Conquer Social Anxiety

1. Believe it is something that’s achievable – and not just for others but for you as well.

2. Accept the fact it’s something that is going to take some time – and commit to being patient when you meet with obstacles.

3. Work on loving the real person that you are at your core – with a heart that’s true and good, and a wish to grow and give.

4. Remind yourself that social skills are something you can learn – it just takes openness and a willingness to learn.

5. Notice every small improvement, and remind yourself you’ve changed. You’ve started on the road, and you’re going to get there.

6. Remember that your feelings can be unreliable. Don’t give them too much weight – as it’s likely that they’ll change.

7. Invest in good self care as it is hard to stay the course. You need to pace yourself, and reward each step you take.

Wish I had known all this when I was younger

hey yo

be nice to people

bc most people are already sad so like

why be mean

Switch off your sperm with this new male birth control

Experience the sinking feeling, that anxious self doubt of “did I leave my balls on?” (a sensation similar to the nagging feeling you’ve left the iron on or the stove but with fewer house fires and more unintended pregnancies)

this looks crazy painful

id rather just have the kid(s)

if i witnessed someone turning their balls off like this id jump out the nearest window tbh……

this is disgusting i don’t want machinery inside my ballsack

Yeah no who’d want this amazing reversible birth control? Let’s just keep forcing birth control on women, making them take pills that literally include side effects like hormonal imbalances, blood clots, heavier and longer bleeding which can lead to anemia, and literally “sudden death”. Because birth control should definitely be the responsibility of women only.

Men are so weak that they can’t stand the thought of something inside their ball sacks. I have an IUD, motherfuckers. I HAD SOMETHING METAL PAINFULLY SHOVED THROUGH MY CERVIX INTO MY UTERUS TO TRY TO PREVENT PREGNANCY. No anesthetic, no numbing. Just a rod right up my cervix. Wanna know what that feels like? Not pleasant. Oh! And I got an IUD because hormonal birth control pills were causing migraines and heart palpitations. But something in your balls? Nah fuck that shit, that sounds invasive.

Y’all over here saying you’d rather have the kids then take the burden of birth control and family planning off your woman and let her continue to suffer with the current forms of birth control that don’t even work 100% of the time? You’d literally rather have to be responsible for a human being for 18 years than get a simple 30 minute procedure on your fucking saggyass ballsack? Are you fucking serious?

I’m just saying it’s better to be shot at by a gun with no bullets than be shot at wearing a bulletproof vest. And the bullet proof vest might kill you even when you’re not being shot at. 

Science has been trying to push male birth control for ages and I’m fucking sick and tired of nothing ever getting funding, or getting FDA approval, or getting recognized as a responsibility for everyone, and certainly not just the responsibility of women. Fuck this patriarchy bullshit. 

Fuck this. Fuck this post so much 
Do not tell me
your best friend
would not sit at your lunch table 
for three fucking days 
just staring blankly at your old seat 
wishing that you were there 
to fill the space with laughter.

Do not tell me 
your younger brother
would not break down 
in the middle of class 
because you guys started talking about 
your favorite type of subject 
in school.

Do not tell me 
your mother 
would not stare into the mirror
with trembling lips 
wishing she could be 
bringing you home from the hospital 
rather than having to escort you away 
in a casket to the nearest graveyard.

Do not tell me 
your father 
would not begin working 
the night shifts 
to distract himself 
of the silence at home 
because you’re not up 
until the ungodly hours of the night 
talking to what’s-his/her-face 
on the phone 
because you guys are so in love.

Do not tell me 
your boyfriend/girlfriend 
would not go into your room 
and put on the last hoodie you wore
trying to desperately imprint 
your scent onto their skin 
so they never forget your smell.

Do not tell me 
your friends
would not stare blankly
at the gymnasium wall 
after the principal has announced 
your death 
to the entire school 
making no sound 
trying to convince themselves 
this is just another one 
of your impractical jokes.

Do NOT fucking TELL ME 
this bullshit line 
of how the stars would still appear 
the sun would still come out 
the earth would still rotate 
and the seasons will still change 
because without 
YOU you lil beautiful piece of human being
none of these people will want 
ANY of that to happen

This needs more reblogs cause this is very important for people to see ok

Fucking preach it yo!

To those who love you, you are the sun and the stars. You are the reason colors are vivid and sunsets are beautiful. Please don’t think you are anything other than lovely and valuable. Please, stay.

This just saved my life

There’s always someone that loves you. And yes, the stars still shine, the sun still sets and the moon still rises. The earth still turns. But. Everyone that loves you? Their world is turned upside down. It won’t matter if life still goes on because yours is over and that means theirs is too, because people love you. And I love you. So don’t do it, because you’re worth so much more than that.

I just went on tumblr after one of the worst nights of my life looking for something to end with but instead I found this I’m crying so hard thank you all bless you this post saved me

It’s never the answer, it’s really not. I’ve been here and if anyone out there in this great big internet ever needs help, ask. Talk. Always talk. Always reach out. Don’t let your last breath be filled with regret and pain and fear and silence. Kick and fight and scream because you’re here and you matter. You ARE matter, the same matter that’s been recycled over and over from the beginning. You’re infinite and you’re beautiful and you would be missed so much.

As someone who’s hospitalized themselves twice for suicidal thoughts and been through the loss of someone multiple times, I can say that those thoughts you’re having, like the OP? Those thoughts can and do fade away if you talk to someone. Anyone. Even a stranger. Something that I’ve done countless times that really helps : When you’re feeling really overwhelmed, write it down. Write it all down. However many sheets of paper it takes, write it out. How shitty you feel, how you’re upset, what hurts, what makes you want to scream, put it down on paper. Then rip it up and set it on fire. If you have a safe place to do it, mind you. You have no idea how cathartic it is to watch all that pain and hurt go up in flames.

I remember when this had 130,000+ notes until tumblr deleted the picture and all. I hope this gets around again and saves lives

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The entire internet needs to see this.

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its 2:30 am and this really fucked with me

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He is the wrong man for you.....

Let’s lay our cards on the table.

We can lie to the whole wide world but we can never lie to ourselves.

If you keep fighting for his attention and you keep demanding to come first in his life, he’s the wrong man for you.

If he never admits he is wrong and consistently runs away when you confront him about his sh*t, he is the wrong man for you.

If he is never around when you need him, he is the wrong man for you.

If he keeps on building walls but never bridges to keep you, he is the wrong man for you.

If he’s only good at talking sweet words but never good at taking action, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t appreciate what you do and fully support you in it—verbally and physically—he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t compromise and move mountains for you, he is the wrong man for you.

If he constantly puts you in competition with other women, thoroughly shaking your self confidence, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t look at your body as if it is a sculpture of the likes of Michelangelo, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t kiss you good night and good morning and make you feel as if you own the world, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t eat your bad meals he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t make love to your soul but only to your body, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t cry with you and laugh with you, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t respect you or respect what you want, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t listen to you, your needs or your words, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t physically compliment you even in your worst conditions, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t stargaze with you, watch sunsets with you and the ponder the majesties of the universe with you, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t touch every corner in your body and worship it, he is the wrong man for you.

If your trust for him is shaken because of him and you constantly keep on fighting to rebuild it, he is the wrong man for you.

If he never kisses you on your forehead, he is the wrong man for you.

If he makes you cry more than he makes you laugh, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t hold your hand, grab your waist, and cover your shoulders with his arms, he is the wrong man for you.

If he is controlling you, invading your privacy and restraining you from becoming the best of you, he is the wrong man for you.

If you’re losing yourself, your lifestyle and who you truly are because of him, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t take care of you when you’re sick, he is the wrong man for you.

If he never keeps his promises or his word to you, he is the wrong man for you.

If he takes your emotions for granted, he is the wrong man for you.

If he is not honest and never allows you to gain access to his personal life, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t stare at you and look at you like you are a Da Vinci painting, he is the wrong man for you.

If he is too self-centered and only talks about himself, he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t smell your neck, or sink his nose in the sea of your hair, he is the wrong man for you.

If he drains your energy—mentally and emotionally—he is the wrong man for you.

If he doesn’t virtually take you to the moon and back, he is the wrong man for you.

If he f*cks you, but never makes love to you, he is the wrong man for you.

If he keeps telling you that he is the right man for you but never proves it, he is the wrong man for you.

If your gut is telling you that he’s the wrong man for you, then he is the wrong man for you.

I hope that when people see this they realize that this also applies to women and, that both genders have the same struggles in relationships even though they deal with them differently

Won’t you be mine?

They need an umbrella . 

Just one.

I will reblog this every time.

Literally this.

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