mothers with stretch marks

Don’t tell thin women to eat a cheeseburger. Don’t tell fat women to put down the fork. Don’t tell underweight men to bulk up. Don’t tell women with facial hair to wax, don’t tell uncircumcised men they’re gross, don’t tell muscular women to go easy on the dead-lift, don’t tell dark-skinned women to bleach their vagina, don’t tell black women to relax their hair, don’t tell flat-chested women to get breast implants, don’t tell “apple-shaped” women what’s “flattering,” don’t tell mothers to hide their stretch marks, and don’t tell people whose toes you don’t approve of not to wear flip-flops. And so on, etc, etc, in every iteration until the mountains crumble to the sea. Basically, just go ahead and CEASE telling other human beings what they “should” and “shouldn’t” do with their bodies unless a) you are their doctor, or b) SOMEBODY GODDAMN ASKED YOU.
—  Lindy West

i. show me things you’ve never shown anyone. show me the scars, the bruises, the stretch marks. tell me about your mother, your past, everything i missed that made you who you are. make me proud of you.

ii. touch me tender, in a way you’ve never touched anyone. make me feel special, like nothing i’ve ever experienced. make this extraordinary. love me loudly. make me remember this as something that can never be replaced.

iii. hurt me like i’ve never been hurt before. make my bones ache and my cheeks sore from fake smiling. soak my pillows. make me regret caring. don’t show me anything. don’t touch me at all.

—  no wonder no one ever gets close anymore
Don’t tell thin women to eat a cheeseburger. Don’t tell fat women to put down the fork. Don’t tell underweight men to bulk up. Don’t tell women with facial hair to wax, don’t tell uncircumcised men they’re gross, don’t tell muscular women to go easy on the dead-lift, don’t tell dark-skinned women to bleach their vagina, don’t tell black women to relax their hair, don’t tell flat-chested women to get breast implants, don’t tell “apple-shaped” women what’s “flattering,” don’t tell mothers to hide their stretch marks, and don’t tell people whose toes you don’t approve of not to wear flip-flops. And so on, etc, etc, in every iteration until the mountains crumble to the sea. Basically, just go ahead and CEASE telling other human beings what they “should” and “shouldn't” do with their bodies unless a) you are their doctor, or b) SOMEBODY GODDAMN ASKED YOU.
—  Lindy West
Dear Boys,

If you ever say you won’t date a girl or put her down to the point where she believes she’s ‘disgusting’ because she has stretch marks, just remember how you gave your mother stretch marks and not one of them was worth it because you’re an ungrateful piece of shit. :))

growth marks

white lines wrap around my hips and thighs
intertwining like vines
mother nature paints intricate patterns on my skin
true symbols of growth
i refuse to cover her masterpiece because some people are unable to appreciate the true value of art

- zw
Don’t tell thin women to eat a cheeseburger. Don’t tell fat women to put down the fork. Don’t tell underweight men to bulk up. Don’t tell women with facial hair to wax, don’t tell uncircumcised men they’re gross, don’t tell muscular women to go easy on the dead-lift, don’t tell dark-skinned women to bleach their vagina, don’t tell black women to relax their hair, don’t tell flat-chested women to get breast implants, don’t tell “apple-shaped” women what’s “flattering,” don’t tell mothers to hide their stretch marks, and don’t tell people whose toes you don’t approve of not to wear flip-flops. And so on, etc, etc, in every iteration until the mountains crumble to the sea. Basically, just go ahead and CEASE telling other human beings what they “should” and “shouldn't” do with their bodies unless a) you are their doctor, or b) SOMEBODY GODDAMN ASKED YOU.
—  Lindy West

anonymous asked:

I liked those assorted headcanons you did for Tendou, can I get those for Tsukki? Thank you!

I love Tsukishima, so I kinda did a few more headcanons than I should have…


1. He has a really odd music taste. Sometimes, he’s in the mood for some American blues, sometimes he likes poppy boy bands from South Korea, and others he’s into really indie European bands that started off as coffee shop performers. He can say for sure his favorite groups of all time are GOT7 (Although he won’t admit it), Bastille, Hozier, and likes Skrillex every now and again.


2. Makes playlists for EVERYTHING. Since he likes so many bands and artists from all over, he has a good 1000 something songs on his phone. (He only ever really listens to 100 of them…) He makes a playlist for every mood, every situation, every new person he meets (that he likes, of course… ((Although he does have one for every guy on his team))) His favorite playlist is the one he made for his match against Shiratorizawa. It consists of a bunch of fight anthems and, although he doesn’t really understand the words to most, they get him pumped up for anything.


3. This boy has so many embarrassing secrets, secrets in which he would die if anyone found out. For example, he melts whenever he sees really small, fluffy puppies in shops, he still sleeps with a giant Brachiosaurus plushie that was gifted to him when he was a child, and he has real, human feelings for the characters in books.


4. He actually really likes to be touched, but only by the right people. If Hinata were to grab his arm he would smack it away faster than you could say “Dumbass Hinata!” However, if it were someone like his s/o, or Yamaguchi, even, he’s more than happy to let them run their hands through his hair or scratch his back. (He might even ask for it, if he’s craving it enough…)


5. He texts Akaashi on a daily basis. They’ve kept in touch after the training camp, and talk a lot. (Most of the time it’s just to complain about society, really) A lot is actually quite the overstatement. Although Kei is on his phone most of the time, he rarely ever responds to messages, and when he does, they’re Akaashi’s. (He was the first person Tsukishima told about their win against Shiratorizawa.)


6. He’s a really… strange boyfriend. One moment, he’ll be blatantly ignoring his s/o, refusing to touch them or say anything to them besides a snarky remark, but the next, he’s all over them, running his hands along their back, kissing their neck, verbally expressing how much he loves them… His s/o actually kind of prefers he’s the way he is. Too much romance would be a problem, and too little would be a problem too, so they were happy they had a perfect middle ground.


7. He tried wearing contacts once, but ultimately freaked out once he actually had to put them in his eyes, so he just sticks with glasses. (He thinks he looks better with them, anyways.)


8. Totally introverted, so if you want to go on dates with him they better be at home, or to some really secluded, indie coffee shop where you’re certain nobody he knows will go to. (Although, he does prefer dates where you’re just at home, so he can tear his walls down without the fear that anyone will see him. Coffee dates are his second option because well… who could turn down a strawberry shortcake latte? Definitely not him…)


9. He’s the best casual dresser in the entire prefecture of Miyagi. He has kind of a western style of ripped skinny jeans, plain t-shirts, and flannel tied around his waist. He adopted this due to the amount of stan’s he has that are from Europe and America.


10. Him and Yamaguchi? They’re such nerds. They’ve literally been secluded best friends since sixth grade, and at lunch they sit by themselves, at school events they sit by themselves, and they don’t let anyone join their little clique of two. (The only exception being his and Yamaguchi’s s/o, if they had one…) ((Try to convince me this hasn’t led to people calling them “Regina George and Gretchen Weiners”))


11. He’s really pale so when his s/o leaves hickeys on his neck and thighs, he finds them aesthetically pleasing to look at because of how much they contrast his skin.


12. He has quite a few stretch marks running up his inner thighs and sides. He was pretty insecure of them for a while, because his mother would always say things like, “Oh no I have more stretch marks? I must be getting fat…” and for a while, he thought that he was getting fat too. (This leads into a whole nother headcanon of mine that Tsukishima has suffered from an Eating Disorder for some time, but that’s a different story.) But now, he’s pretty much learned to accept that he got them from just… growing. Because if Bokuto Koutarou, the most muscular guy he knows, has them, they can’t really be a bad thing.


13. He has a mildly severe inferiority complex, and this isn’t even a headcanon.


14. Very, very rarely he won’t brush his hair and it’s the cutest, wavy mess ever. You can only ever see it after he takes a shower and before his morning routine, unless you’re his s/o, who thinks it’s the cutest thing ever, and hides all the hair brushes in the morning to witness bedhead Tsukki for just a few minutes more.


15. The best grades, the biggest ass kisser. This boy is passing every class with an A+, besides Geometry, in which he has an A. He’ll do every extra credit, every task the teacher asks, and even helps them grade and compliments little things they have around the room. Of course, he hates it, but it’s pretty much guaranteed him a place in every IB class, and a place in the honors society. So, being fake really isn’t such a bad thing, huh?


16. He really likes having his hands held, for some reason. He doesn’t even know why himself, but it’s a feeling he’s addicted to.


17. He’s really freaking cold, all the time. Unfortunately, so is his s/o, so cuddle sessions are basically a borderline futile attempt to make each other warm. (His s/o bought them a heated blanket, eventually, and he praises it as the best investment they had ever made)

So I tried to find the original post on here but I just couldn’t. But I absolutely adore this post. Not only as a huge Marvel fan, but now as a mother. While I had stretch marks before I had my son, I have earned a plethora of new ones since having him.

But that’s fine. Because I’m a fucking DAUGHTER OF THOR!

That is all.

Let’s Chat.

First of all. Tag everyone. Tag the fuck out of every person you can think of. @aprofoundbondwithdean @redlittlefox @little-red-83 @jodyri @andwhenitwasclear @oriona75 @ohfora67impala @flintera @spnfanficpond @sroberts25 and every other human.


Ok, you and I need to have a chat, reader.

This is coming from me, Allie (also known as DK, Alix, or whatever). We need to talk.

I love writing these letters for you guys. Truly. It’s made me happy and I’m not usually a happy person. Knowing that someone out there is smiling because of something I wrote is really all I need in life. Fuck curing cancer, I’m good.

I mean, if you cure cancer though I’d be pretty excited.

I digress.

Let’s talk about you. Let’s talk about the fact that you look in the mirror and don’t see a GORGEOUS, WONDERFUL human being. I have a real goddamn problem with this. I have a problem because at sixteen, fifteen or anything like that, you should NOT be feeling that way about yourself. What I would hope is that at sixteen you’re worrying about whether or not to ask out that person you have a crush on. Not whether your body is perfect.

Do you know how many people have stretchmarks? MILLIONS. BILLIONS. BILLIONS OF PEOPLE HAVE STRETCH MARKS. Just let that sink in for a minute. Just because you can’t see someone else’s doesn’t mean they aren’t there. Think of mothers, with their adoring children, who have stretch marks from pregnancy. Or the young boy who grew super tall super fast and has them on his shoulders. Think of the young girl who developed breasts and hips early and had stretch marks.

When I was sixteen, I was at my lowest weight. I was about 140lbs. For a 5’7 girl that is super normal. Not only that, but I’m curvy so I carried it like a pro. I hated myself, though. At sixteen I was also the most depressed I’ve ever been in my entire life. At my lowest weight I hated myself so much I wanted to die. Depression and anxiety are a killer combo. And no one gave a shit. At sixteen I was alone in the world and at twenty-nine I arguably still am.

But I had stretch marks. On my breasts, and some on my stomach. I thought I was disgusting. Fact of the matter is that these things come regardless. Some folks have thin skin and just fuckin’ get them left right and center. Some folks don’t have them and that’s fine.

And speaking of bodies… jesus can we talk about this? Being thin isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I’ve got naturally thin friends who abhor being tiny. They get asshole comments like “Go eat a sandwich” and “you look disgusting” and “stop starving yourself” from everyone. They question their worth as a human because people can’t keep comments to themselves. It hurts. But you know what? Your body is absolutely perfect.

Being curvy also blows. I, personally, am overweight. I see myself as heavy and I’ve done a lot of work to get to a place where I’m happy. But you know what? There are people out there who find me attractive, not despite my weight but because of it. Being heavy doesn’t equate to being ugly. IT JUST DOESN’T. You are not gross because you’re overweight. And you know what? If a human being is going to judge you on your body size (large or small) then they can kindly go fuck themselves. With a chainsaw (please go watch Heathers for that reference).

You are AMAZING.

Life is full of ups and downs and sometimes it feels like all downs. Sometimes it feels like the world is against us and we want our escapes.

It breaks my goddamn heart to think there are people who look in the mirror and hide. Or who avoid the mirror altogether.

When I first posted the Hello From Dean, and I got all those responses (I still am) I sat and sobbed. I sat in my car after work and just cried. I was happy it had that effect but truly heartbroken that any of you would see yourselves as anything other than perfect. You have different parts of your body that don’t look like other peoples’, and that’s good.

Those self-harm scars? They don’t define you. Those scars from surgeries or accidents? Those are not YOU. Those stretch marks and freckles you hate? Some people adore those. Or hell, don’t even see them. You know those moments where you realize “How the fuck has my makeup been this bad and no one told me?” That’s because no one noticed. Same goes for your ‘flaws’ that you see.

You people are gorgeous. I know this because you say kind things and participate in a community priding itself on Always Keep Fighting and supporting one another. We joke and laugh, we meet at cons and we create friendships. You’re all so fucking glorious and talented it makes me want to vomit.

More than anything it breaks my heart that you don’t know it.

So when you sit down next, or whatever, I want you to list everything you love about yourself. I want you to write down EACH AND EVERY THING that is great about you. Do you like your toenails? Then write that down. Do you love to sing? Write it down. Are you a good listener? YOU WRITE THAT THE FUCK DOWN AND YOU SAVE IT. Post it in the front of every goddamn book you use and read, and all over your room.

REMIND YOURSELF EVERY DAMN DAY just how FUCKING beautiful you are. Inside and out. Just because there’s no one there right now telling you how much they love you don’t think they don’t exist.

YOU ARE SO LOVED.

And hey… if you want… send those things you love about yourself to me. I want to repost and like and send messages of love to all of you. I want you to WRITE WHAT YOU LOVE ABOUT YOU and not only keep it, but send it to me. Anon or otherwise.

YOU. ARE. LOVED.

YOU. ARE. BEAUTIFUL.

When I was in 7th grade, I started getting stretch marks on my stomach and they looked like little, red, hands pressing against my skin and I didn’t know what they were so I though that I was pregnant, or had like some kid of fiery, demon baby inside of me and that’s the story of when I told my pastor that I thought I was carrying the Antichrist in my virgin body.

“A mark for every breath you took,

every blink, every sleepy yawn.

One for every time you sucked your thumb,

waved hello, closed your eyes,

and slept in the most perfect darkness.

One for every time you had the hiccups.

One for every dream you dreamed with me.

It isn’t very ‘pretty’ anymore,

some may even think it’s ugly.

That’s OK.

It was your home.

It held you until my arms could,

and for that,

I will always find something beautiful in it.”

@ofthestardust(mel)

Steve had been left at home being watched by Desirae. The same person who had convinced her to dress in the extremely revealing costume. Eve knew she had a decent body, but she still worried about some of her problem areas. After all she was a mother, and some of those stretch marks last forever. “Mel! Please reassure me that I look good in this?” She asked as she walked up to the younger brunette.

anonymous asked:

why are people so mad at briana for her insta caption on her ad posts for the tea and stuff? Once you have a certain following you get asked to do things like that and they send you the time to post and the caption of what to say do they not? Find me someone on insta who doesnt promo that nasty tea (btw the intent of my words were not to be nasty or harsh to you!)

hello anon… i understand you might be a little confused which is why i will take the time to explain to you whats so wrong about what briana is doing.

i agree that there is absolutely nothing wrong with advertising products to your large following… our entire world is made up of marketing these days. we see it on tv commercials and the side of buses… every single celebrity with a large following is getting paid to promo products. thats not the point…. the point is WHAT she is advertising. Briana, much to our dismay, has a large following of young impressionable girls. she is advertising a tea that is unhealthy for you to use as a means to become skinny… there is so much wrong with that statement alone and thats before we can even touch on the subject that she was never pregnant to begin with.

the thing is anon… this whole world is filled with people telling you that you should look a certain way to be deemed beautiful. it’s on the fashion runways, it’s on the pimple cream adds, it’s on the teeth whitening adds, it’s on every celeb trashy magazine. in this day and age to be beautiful in the public eye you need to be skinny and perfect. do you know how DAMAGING that is for young people!? do you know how many people, and not just women because men and all genders suffer from this as well, have internalised hatred for themselves because they don’t look the version of ‘pretty’ that modern society has deemed pretty? do you know how many people have suffered from eating disorders and low self esteem and dietary conditions who can’t embrace what they look like because society is so fucked up that it tells us we have to be of runway size to be hot?? it’s wrong. it’s fucked up.. we should embrace who we are and everyone should be loved no matter what they look like… everyone is beautiful in their own way and that is what we should be teaching our young impressionable generation. but thats not what briana is doing… she is perpetuating the mentality that you need to be skinny to be beautiful and shes promoting that to her very young and impressionable following. 

she is ALSO promoting these teas as something that can be used as a healthy diet and exercise substitute… and like NO!! thats NOT something that you should be promoting to your hundreds of thousands of followers… just WHY?? why would you do that? i highly doubt shes getting paid a lot, if anything for this. it’s a cry for attention and it’s just wrong… what the fuck is the difference of her sitting in front of a toilet with her fingers down her throat and saying “hey kids i dont have time to eat healthy or exercise so im just gonna make myself be sick so i can have a flat tummy”??? it’s immoral!!! these teas are unhealthy, they’re not good for you, and by her promoting them it’s encouraging young people to treat their bodies like shit so they can be like her omg #goals… 

why can’t she promote healthy eating and exercise? why can’t she get dressed up in her NikeTM and go for a  hike and drink a green smoothieTM and instagram that? im sorry to drag another 1D girl into this but Melly is a prime example of someone who has used her platform that was given to her by One Direction to promote healthy lifestyle? why can’t Briana do that?

NOT TO MENTION the complete lack of respect for motherhood and women in general… oh my god. there is nothing more beautiful in this world than having your own child… and while everyone does suffer from some sort of body image issues, she is out there flaunting her supposed post pregnancy body around saying she doesnt have time to exercise and eat healthy so shes gonna shit for days instead to look like this… it is completely disrespectful to mothers out there who actually lose their baby weight healthily, it is completely disrespectful to mothers out there who cherish every bump and every stretch mark and wear them like a badge of honour because they got those when they were pregnant with their baby… they LOVE their bodies because their body made their child. i cant even verbalise how disgusting this kind of behaviour is and what a slap in the face it is to actual mothers out there.

i could keep going on with the immoral reasons why people are annoyed with Briana but if you dont understand from the reasons above then everything im saying is falling on deaf ears and i dont see the point in continuing… 

and before i go… i know that other women associated to 1D and this fandom have promoted similar products. i know they have and they got a lashing from this fandom when they did that as well. but they havent promoted them like Briana has… they havent said “drink this instead of eating healthy and exercising and you’ll be skinny like me”… AND if she really is the mother of Louis’ child and she really is meant to be in his life forever, then she should have a lot more respect for HIS fanbase which includes the young women she is brainwashing with this shit AND the mothers she is insulting… If she was all of those things i would expect a hell of a lot more from her… but i guess we know why she is doing this…….

Don’t tell thin women to eat a cheeseburger. Don’t tell fat women to put down the fork. Don’t tell underweight men to bulk up. Don’t tell women with facial hair to wax, don’t tell uncircumcised men they’re gross, don’t tell muscular women to go easy on the dead-lift, don’t tell dark-skinned women to bleach their vagina, don’t tell black women to relax their hair, don’t tell flat-chested women to get breast implants, don’t tell “apple-shaped” women what’s “flattering,” don’t tell mothers to hide their stretch marks, and don’t tell people whose toes you don’t approve of not to wear flip-flops. And so on, etc, etc, in every iteration until the mountains crumble to the sea. Basically, just go ahead and CEASE telling other human beings what they “should” and “shouldn’t” do with their bodies unless a) you are their doctor, or b) SOMEBODY GODDAMN ASKED YOU.
—  Lindy West

“What I’ve Learned:
1. A girl can lose feelings for you over night.
2. A kiss can be just that, a kiss. Completely meaningless.
3. Love can be one sided but I still wonder if that is love at all
4. Never beg for someone to stay or to love you. You shouldn’t have to beg for someone to be a part of your life or to love you. You deserve better than that.
5. Stop breaking your ribs to make space for those who do not belong there.
6. Learning to breathe again is harder than the doctors said it would be.
7. I don’t know what hurts more at night; being alone or being in love.
8. Laying with someone in bed at night is temporary. It won’t get rid of the lonely. You will still wake up and leave in the morning with a heavy heart and no hand to hold.
9. Sometimes the sky rains gasoline instead of water and you have to be strong enough and ignore the urge to set yourself on fire.
10. I will be okay someday. Bad things happen for no reason sometimes and things end but that shouldn’t mean you should come to an end too. The ocean will always have waves; I just have to learn to swim through them for a bit longer.
11. You will always love that one person, no matter what.”

-catscuddlingandyou