or acknowledges them in any way

the-natural-view  asked:

My friend just went through a terrible break up after dating a girl for a few years. Any bible verses or divine wisdom that I share with them to help

Hi friend,

Some Bible verses for your friend:

Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
   and do not lean on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge him,
   and he will make straight your paths. - Proverbs 3:5-6

He heals the brokenhearted
   and binds up their wounds. - Psalm 147:3

The Lord is near to the brokenhearted
   and saves the crushed in spirit. - Psalm 34:18

He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” - Revelation 21:4

Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid. - John 14:27

fear not, for I am with you;
   be not dismayed, for I am your God;
I will strengthen you, I will help you,
   I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. - Isaiah 41:10

Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” - Matthew 11:28-30

I can do all things through him who strengthens me. - Philippians 4:13

And some (probably not so) divine wisdom:

Sometimes all it takes is time. Be there for your friend, and encourage him/her to lean into God during this time, and to talk to Him and read His Word. It’s going to hurt, and it’s probably going to hurt for a good while, but, eventually, when enough time has passed, it will get better. The sun will rise again, so to speak. And He will still be there once it does.

Sending prayers and love and light. <3

All my love,


So I’m not going to phrase this perfectly, but to me the problem with social skills stuff is not that no one would ever want to change something about them that other people find odd or off-putting or that no one would ever want information about what things about them other people find off-putting or odd.

It’s that it’s presented as if people have to change. Or as if that’s the only good choice, and as if that’s necessarily a good choice. There is no acknowledgement that any particular weird thing about you might not be worth changing, or even that you might have good reasons not to want to change even if you have good reasons to want to change too. There is no acknowledgement that there are other ways to deal with “sometimes people don’t like you because you are weird” other than “be less weird”. There is no acknowledgement that sometimes people can like you for being weird, that you can make friends through shared weirdness. There is no acknowledgement that you can like and be proud of the weird parts of you. There is war on the idea that you can like and be proud of yourself even when others aren’t. There is no acknowledgement that being less weird might not always make you friends and always be something to be proud of, that it might hurt or it might feel like giving in. There is no acknowledgement that owning your weirdness is a social skill. Many different social skills, in fact. There is no acknowledgement that sometimes being less weird makes you less functional, not more and makes it harder to interact with others, not easier. There is no room in the ideology. And since there’s no room for someone to decide they just want to be weird, and for that choice to be okay and good, or to decide that they cannot work on being less weird right now, there is no room for someone to say “stop telling me everything that is wrong with me all the time (or asking leading questions to try to get me to tell you what is wrong with me), stop telling me all the bad things that other people think about me and all the bad things that are going to happen to me, I already know that I’m weird, shut up.”

Like, this is, “you had a fun interaction with your friend, now let’s discuss everything you did wrong and all the bad things your friend is probably thinking about you. Why do you have social anxiety?” therapy.

And also it confuses “that thing you’re doing is bothering me/bothering so-and-so” with “that thing you are doing is Bad Social Skills and I think I’m doing you a favor by trying to make you more normal in a sneaky way”.

And it teaches kids that people are a monolith and it doesn’t teach kids to work around and with and celebrate their own and other people’s weirdness.

And it is frankly ludicrous that people don’t seem to see why “The way you talk is wrong, the things you talk about are wrong, the way you move is wrong the way you sit is wrong your face is wrong your voice is wrong your hands are wrong your clothes are wrong the way you express that you like people is wrong the fact that you like some people better than other people is wrong your preferences are wrong the strengths of your preferences are wrong” could be like an unkind thing to say and not like a kind and helpful thing, or why someone might respond to that in a hostile way other than “they are hostile because of their problems and we need to fix it”.

“Oh we don’t tell kids that everything about them is wrong, we just tell kids that everything about them is Unexpected, and when you do Unexpected Behavior people don’t like you and everyone is unhappy and you are unhappy and feel bad about yourself, and when you do Expected Behavior you are happy and other people are happy and they like you and want to be around you and treat you well and you feel good about yourself.” lollerskates

No but we are so lucky to be fans of someone like Mike Dirnt. 

He’s under no obligation to reply to fans on Instagram or acknowledge them in any way. But he still does. Even now, when he has hundreds of thousands of followers, he still regrams fanart and likes posts and sometimes replies to fans. I remember a few years ago, when he had fewer followers and it was easier for him to do it, it wasn’t unusual to see him to spending hours upon hours talking to fans. He’d do cute little things like reply to comments with only emojis so people would have a riot trying to figure out what he was saying. One time a fan made an account called “mikedirntshomies” and he thought it was cute so he tagged them in every instagram post for weeks and eventually followed them. I think he still follows them. And that account gained like 10k followers and became this little community that fans could share fanart and stuff on and mike would like everything and leave nice messages complimenting people’s art. 

He’s wished so many happy birthdays, answered hundreds of questions, and given gentle replies to fans who were in pain because he knows that even something so small can mean the world to someone or maybe even change their life. And when Brittney faced a battle with cancer, she and Mike let us in. They kept us updated and shared the whole experience with us. Even some of what must have been their most fragile moments, such as Mike shaving off Brittney’s hair and Brittney being rushed to the hospital in an ambulance. How many other celebrities care so much? How many connect so intimately with their audience?

It’s an absolute honour to be a fan of Mike Dirnt.

anonymous asked:

Perhaps Ch/ill/arr/ens are bitter because D didnt acknowledge his "gf" on Valentines Day in any way, shape or form. Actually it SHOULD scare them.

Didn’t acknowledge her while she entertained platonic roomie ben in her lingerie. You know the 37 year old musician who rather live with a couple then get his own place. The same one she went in a date with a few nights later. They celebrated Christmas in October. Chris’ cousins fear of “outing” his boyfriend. Darren took two photos that are replicas of stills from struck by lightning. Was not seen or heard from on his birthday which begs the question-Who did he celebrate 30 with? Balled his hand into fists and shoved them in his pocket the last time he was seen with her. Ate ramen 96 minutes after her. Sang changes on the stage that daddy built.

All pretty compelling reasons to fear. I would be scared too.

Michael Moore: Morning After To-Do List:

Morning After To-Do List:

1. Take over the Democratic Party and return it to the people. They have failed us miserably.

2. Fire all pundits, predictors, pollsters and anyone else in the media who had a narrative they wouldn’t let go of and refused to listen to or acknowledge what was really going on. Those same bloviators will now tell us we must “heal the divide” and “come together.” They will pull more hooey like that out of their ass in the days to come. Turn them off.

3. Any Democratic member of Congress who didn’t wake up this morning ready to fight, resist and obstruct in the way Republicans did against President Obama every day for eight full years must step out of the way and let those of us who know the score lead the way in stopping the meanness and the madness that’s about to begin.

4. Everyone must stop saying they are “stunned” and “shocked”. What you mean to say is that you were in a bubble and weren’t paying attention to your fellow Americans and their despair. YEARS of being neglected by both parties, the anger and the need for revenge against the system only grew. Along came a TV star they liked whose plan was to destroy both parties and tell them all “You’re fired!” Trump’s victory is no surprise. He was never a joke. Treating him as one only strengthened him. He is both a creature and a creation of the media and the media will never own that.

5. You must say this sentence to everyone you meet today: “HILLARY CLINTON WON THE POPULAR VOTE!” The MAJORITY of our fellow Americans preferred Hillary Clinton over Donald Trump. Period. Fact. If you woke up this morning thinking you live in an effed-up country, you don’t. The majority of your fellow Americans wanted Hillary, not Trump. The only reason he’s president is because of an arcane, insane 18th-century idea called the Electoral College. Until we change that, we’ll continue to have presidents we didn’t elect and didn’t want. You live in a country where a majority of its citizens have said they believe there’s climate change, they believe women should be paid the same as men, they want a debt-free college education, they don’t want us invading countries, they want a raise in the minimum wage and they want a single-payer true universal health care system. None of that has changed. We live in a country where the majority agree with the “liberal” position. We just lack the liberal leadership to make that happen (see: #1 above).

Let’s try to get this all done by noon today.

     – Michael Moore

anonymous asked:

Thoughts on Pewdiepie?

Originally posted by bittenbyscarlett

He explained the whole drama in his latest video. I agree 100% with every point he made. People exaggerate and are very hateful, especially towards him. He’s always been the only Youtuber whose charity work and positive influence isn’t acknowledged. Any other Youtuber donates money, everyone puts them on a pedestal. Pewds does the same, everyone looks the other way. I hope the media allows him to move on already. They’re kinder to Richard Spencer, actual nazi, than they are to Pewds. Everything he says is taken out of context and exaggerated. There was the whole ISIS drama before this that stems from a joke he and Jack made. It’s ridiculous and pointless…

Steve Rogers - Doormat


Steve Rogers x Reader


You’re feeling unloved and unappreciated. Steve helps.



A/N: For my wifey who’s having a bad day. Love you Bucky!

       Day in and day out you played maid to the Avengers – cooking every meal as you knew they’d be tired from their missions, cleaning up the Tower so they could easily find their belongings, making sure the kitchen was stocked with everyone’s favorite snacks. You would cut time out of your busy schedule to have one-on-one discussions with each of them, sometimes offering massages, always being an open ear into which they could let loose their problems, offering hugs and comfort to the best of your ability.

       And did you ever receive so much as a “thank you” from any of them?

       Psh. No. They just continued on their merry way like you were some kind of machine for them to vent their frustrations on and move along. No one acknowledged how hard you worked to cook dinner. No one congratulated you on how spotless the Tower looked. No one expressed any sort of gratitude as you acted like a human diary.

       Well, one person thanked you, once in a while. Steve, the out-of-date gentleman. He always knew how to treat a lady. But even he would get tired and forget, and why would you thank someone every time for a job they do every day without fail? Surely they know you appreciate them…

       Well, you didn’t. You didn’t believe anyone appreciated all of the hard work you put into making sure they were all mentally okay and well taken care of. No one thanked you. No one offered to return the favor. No one complimented your cooking or cleaning or your ability to listen to problems without judging. No one paid you any mind once their needs were met and you were no longer necessary.

       You stood in the kitchen once again, preparing sandwiches for lunch. Everyone had the day off and you thought they would like to relax at home with food and games.

       You thought wrong.

       Tony came sauntering in for his umpteenth cup of coffee. “Hey, (nickname). Whatcha making?”

       “Lunch,” you replied as though it were obvious. And to you, it was. You prepared meals at the same time every day – did they really care so little that they hadn’t caught on?

       “What for?” he asked. “The team and I are heading to the beach. It’s sunny and warm and there are plenty of hot girls in bikinis waiting for Tony Stark’s attention.”

       No one had told you that they were all leaving for the day. No one thought to warn you that they wouldn’t be home, much less invite you to come along.

       “Oh…” you replied, setting down the knife you were using to spread condiments on bread. “Have fun, then…”

       “Thanks,” he said, kissing your cheek. He took his coffee and shuffled out of the room.

       Tears welled up in your eyes. All this time, you kept your own emotions at bay, knowing that the team needed you to be strong and level. But they obviously didn’t care about your feelings, so what did it matter who saw you crying?

       You let go of everything you had been holding and dropped to the floor, bringing your knees to your chest. Wrapping your arms around your legs, you buried your face in the fabric of your pants and let everything out. Sobs wracked your body, tears staining your clothes, cries falling from your lips with no gate to hold them back. You were sure everyone had left already, without so much as a, “See you later, (y/n).”

       Socked feet thudded softly across the tile flooring, stopping short when the intruder saw your broken form. He dropped to the ground beside you, and you instantly knew who it was.


       You cried harder as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you onto his lap. You hadn’t wanted to be seen. You just assumed that no one would bother coming to the kitchen, since you were obviously making two dozen sandwiches for yourself and no one else.

       “(y/n),” Steve breathed softly, one hand carding through your hair while the other rubbed your back. “Honey, what’s wrong?”

       “No o-one c-cares,” you sobbed into his chest, not caring that your tears left dark patches on his shirt.

       “What are you talking about?” he inquired, confused.

       “I cook, a-and clean, and I-I listen to everyone’s problems. I take care of the Tower and I make sure everyone eats enough and is in a good mood, and what thanks do I get? Everyone has a fun day off without even thinking about me. No one informed me so that I didn’t waste my time making food for people who wouldn’t even be here. No one wanted me to tag along. No one cares about me!”

       “Shh,” the blond breathed quietly, kissing your head. “Sweetheart, that’s not true. Everyone loves you. They just don’t know how to show it.”

       You shook your head. “That’s crap. No one appreciates what I do for this place. The only person who ever even says ‘thank you’ is you, and you’re still busy and obviously don’t need me.”

       He gently held your face in his hand, turning your head to meet his eyes. “I do need you. I appreciate everything you do. I appreciate how you cook every meal and keep our house clean, and I love how you’re always there when people need someone to talk to. I’m sorry we don’t express our gratitude, but I can honestly say that I’m thankful for you and everything you do.”

       You sniffled, a new batch of tears forming in your eyes. He leaned in and kissed them away.

       “I love you,” he whispered in your ear, holding you close.

       You melted against his chest. “I love you too…”

       Keeping his hand on your face, he tilted your head up and gently pressed his lips to yours. You sighed softly, leaning against him.

       “How about you take a day off?” he asked. “I’ll cook everything for you, and I’ll clean it all up, and you can tell me anything and everything that’s been bugging you, like you do for everyone else. Today will be all about you.”

       “Are you sure?” you asked softly chewing your lip.

       He smiled. “Positive.” He helped you stand and looked at the counter where you had been working.

       “You go sit down and watch a movie. I’ll clean this up and make lunch for us. Sound good?”

       “Sounds good,” you agreed. He kissed you sweetly, hugging you tightly before letting you wander into the adjacent living room. You smiled softly as you sat down on the couch, watching him put together your favorite lunch. When it was prepared, he joined you, putting on your favorite movie to watch. You spent the afternoon in his arms without a care in the world.

So this is probably 100% ridiculous, but I routinely vex myself trying to decide how best to introduce my future children to the Star Wars universe. 

My inclination is to say Episodes IV-VI first, then the latest sequels (which will presumably all be out by the time I have them), and then Rogue One when they’re a little bit older, but I’m also aware of the fact that they’ll eventually find out about Episodes I-III and that I’m going to have to explain why I don’t want to allow those abominations to be viewed under my roof.

Like, it’s easy to be biased agains Episodes I-III when you grew up with the original series and got that drek later on, but what if they get exposed to them on the younger side at somebody else’s house and I have to be like “No, sweetie, in our family, The Phantom Menace is what we call those prequels collectively because it’s our tradition to refuse to recognize them in any way other than to acknowledge that they were a menace to the franchise at large. Now, promise mommy that you will never utter the name “Jar Jar Binks” ever again.” 

Also, I’ve never seen any of the animated shows, but what if they see them first and it ends up spoiling some of the original films? 



ETA: I should clarify that Machete order goes against my deeply held beliefs that Episodes I-III are garbage 😂


- my mind is just absolutely blown by that episode like WHAT A ROLLERCOASTER what did we do (good or bad?!??) to deserve holby city writers


- the acting from catherine and jemma is just next level. I am stunned

- holy shit tho jemma redgrave i mean wow, every time i look at her its like realising i like girls all over again, those EYES the HAIR omg

- I have to face facts, i really dont see any way in which this can go well however much i want it to, SERENA CAMPBELL HAS SUFFERED ENOUGH and if she loses a child she will never ever be the same again

- BISEXUALITY !!! ACKNOWLEDGED !!! (or as good as) by our hero Jason Haynes, the gift that keeps on giving… i mean he JUMPED IN FRONT OF A FUCKING CAR to save his auntie serena!!!! And dont get me started on “i like elinor even tho she ran me over” i love him so much omfg

- i am confident that berenice wolfe is done running from her problems when it comes to serena. She is going to be her rock through this, and i am so ready to see it

- in non berena news, how ON POINT was this episode in terms of the wedding storyline, i mean some of it was downright hilarious!!! Special shoutout to facial expressions from hanssen and jac

- jac naylor deserves a point of her own to be honest like WHAT A CHARACTER, she literally walked out of mo’s birth then proceeded to get absolutely pissed; “this is the best wedding I’ve ever been to” she is a gift

Ok phew, v sorry if any of this has been said before I just…. what can I even say about tbh, help me lmao

Let’s begin with the obvious: 2016 sucked in many ways. One of those ways is the fact that so many people we looked up to were taken from us, and a lot of them before reaching their prime.

It’s a bitter pill to leave this year on… is there any way to help the medicine go down?

Well, maybe.

Aside from the practice of remembering every good thing that happened this year, it might help to honour the memory of these people by carrying the values they inspired into the years they themselves will not see.

The value of expressing yourself freely. The act of giving to others and expecting nothing in return. The bravery of acknowledging that your mental health is not ideal, but pushing forward to recovery and not caring who questions your credibility along the way.  The very real magic these celebrities, these human beings like US, shared by inspiring so many of us to be better versions of ourselves and not give up hope!

Take the very absolute BEST that these people gave you during their lives - and pay it forward.

Live their legacy for them.

Show the world that one person’s passing will NOT stop their messages of hope, love, and acceptance of others.

Keep moving forward, and together, we will see the days to come be brighter than the days we leave behind! And these wonderful people will be with us every day!

Voodoo Mama's Ingredient Book: Chicken Feet

When it comes to Voodoo, Hoodoo, and other practices of those from Africa, the foot of a chicken has always held a very powerful and special meaning. They can be added to any magical practice, just be sure to acknowledge the history of this magical act.

Oftentimes used as charms and talismans, chicken feet are a wonderful addition to any spell that involves protection; be it protection in your love life, protection in general, protection of your belongings, etc. My grandmother would usually use them to protect from dark energy, evil spirits, and psychic attacks. If you would like to use them in the protection of your home, it is best to leave them near the front door.

The way in which the chicken foot works is based in how chickens usually react when messed with. Imagine a chicken scratching you with its legs. Ever had that happen?… It hurts. One can also use chicken feet to curse someone by leaving one on their property with the proper intent. I’d suggest burring it outside the room they spend the most amount of time in.

When it comes to how to get them any old dried up chicken foot will do. You can usually buy them in a lot of places, including pet supply stores as they can be used as treats for dogs. A little personal preference of mine is to paint them. Especially if using one as a charm. Paint anything on it really. This helps preserve it and keep animals away from it. I usually paint it black and draw symbols having to do with my intent in red.

anonymous asked:

How do you accept an apology without saying "it's okay" or "it's no problem"? When people misgender me and apologize I want to accept their apology in a way that shows that I appreciate that they're trying. But I don't want to say "it's okay" because, although I'm not mad or upset at them, it's really not okay and I don't want to diminish the distressed being misgendered puts me through.

This is actually something I’ve thought about

try instead to say: 

“Thank you for the apology.”

“Thank you / thanks / accepted / acknowledged”

“You caught yourself, that’s what counts”

“I’m glad you’re trying, it makes me happy.”

Or any combination thereof

- Mod K

White feminism - and the people who promote it

First, the definition.

White feminism is feminism that concentrates on the ideas and struggles of white women. It fails to consider other women who do not suffer problems faced by the average Western woman. White feminism fails to include the struggle of people of color, including black women, trans women, LGBTQ+  women, and so on.

Examples (and celebrities) who promote white feminism include:

Taylor Swift

Emma Watson

As white, high class, PRIVILEGED women, the media is blind to their problematic ways of promoting feminism to millions of young girls.

If you’re going to say that you’re a feminist, you must advocate for equality for all.

That doesn’t mean giving a ‘‘powerful’‘ speech and not acknowledging that black women face many hardships and are trying to fight the stereotype of being regarded as an ‘‘angry’‘ black woman.

That doesn’t mean talking about feminism when people ridicule you over having ‘‘300′‘ boyfriends and writing songs about them.

That doesn’t mean not paying any respect to African feminists and women who have fought for their liberation.

That doesn’t mean talking about sexism and pulling out the sexism card because people judge you for your love life.

That doesn’t mean just talking about how much of a ‘‘horrible’‘ experience you’ve had, as a white female, being called ‘‘bossy because I was a girl.’‘

Emma talks about bringing more men into feminism. Um, as a female of color, how am I supposed to fight for being equal to men when I’m not even equal to other women?

Guys, you can’t just choose what you want to be equal. You wanna be labelled as ‘‘truly’‘ a feminist? Girl, you better be talking about the false image that white women are victims, freedom from homophobia, racism, sexism, trans women, people of color, JUSTICE for Sandra Bland…include ALL women.

This is the praise and awards these white girls get for once again excluding women of color/the minority, and being basic:

They earn labels such as ‘‘the voice of a generation’‘ and Vanity Fair thinks these women are a ‘‘game changer’‘ for feminism.

Of course it’s not only Emma and Taylor, but also:

And of course many others.

Ladies and gentlemen, please make way for the feminists who pretty much know what they’re talking about and know how it feel to be oppressed:

(A case of a ‘‘feminist’‘ being ignorant. You go, Nicki!)

But then celebrities, who have millions of fans to influence, stand hand in hand with white feminism by promoting Emma’s campaign

And to end this rant about white feminism, let’s insert a quote:

‘‘“To put it simply: When Britney Spears got naked and covered herself in sequins for ‘Toxic,’ she was nominated for Best Music Video. When Emily Ratajkowski got naked next to Robin Thicke in ‘Blurred Lines,’ he was nominated for Best Music Video. When Miley Cyrus stripped off and broke a million health and safety rules by riding a piece of construction equipment, she wasn’t just nominated for Best Music Video of the Year - she won it,” Corinne Redfern writes for the magazine. “But as soon as Nicki Minaj – whose black body deviates from Caucasian beauty standards – dares to own her own culture and dance in a similarly provocative fashion, it’s glossed over and relegated to sideline categories of 'female’ and 'hip hop.’

anonymous asked:

I'm still so angry about how Mulder's abduction was handled.

I agree, Anon. The way the writers’ room chose to deal with David’s contractual obligation for Season 8 (i.e. appearing in only half of the episodes that season) was sloppy, repetitive, and to be perfectly honest, lazy. Plus, when he did come back, Mulder was a total jerk to a very pregnant Scully.

It also irks me TO NO END that we never got to see them have the conversation of HOW Scully got pregnant, and the only time we saw any sort of acknowledgement of William’s parentage was Scully saying she named the baby after Mulder’s father (and her father, and her brother, and Mulder’s middle name, etc., etc.), and Mulder’s very cryptic statement about “the truth we both know”. *eyeroll*

But back to your problem, Anon. You have a couple of options. You can write or read fics that try to make that arc easier to swallow as canon. Or you can ignore it altogether and live in your own headcanons.

For instance, I choose to ignore any and all fics and episodes that canonize Mulder’s stupid brain disease that he didn’t tell Scully about. In my head, that never happened. I don’t care what @scullywolf tries to tell you in her brilliant @scenes-in-between series, that shit did not happen.

During child abuse most of your inner mind work is tapping for proof, validation, acknowledgment for truth about who you really are and what you’re worth. It’s the biggest battle, your own self, your own power, your own value, your own meaning in this world and that is one thing parents never want you to have any idea about because most basic way of keeping control over you was to convince you that you’re not worth anything, that you’re nothing on your own, that all and any of your value is connected to them and how you correlate with them, that all you’re good for is serving them.

When you start developing some confidence and healthy belief that you’re worth something they’ll crush it and sabotage you in any way possible, they cannot have you believe that you’re a valuable human being and that you have actual worth without them, and actual ability to survive on your own, because then you’d be harder to control, harder to shame and push into inhumane life conditions, it would be harder to keep you obedient and scared and dependent on them, harder to control, harder to demand gratitude for not letting you die. 

All doubt of your worth and value is inflicted by someone who wants to exploit and use you, and it helps them if you feel like you’re only good to be used and hurt, it’s easier for them to get away with any kind of abuse if you think you deserved that, or that there’s no other way for you to survive than to accept abuse. That’s why anyone would put you down, put your value down, or try to crush your confidence or use anything against you as a proof that you’re not worth much, or can’t do much, anyone who has your well being in mind is going to validate your worth, your feelings, your confidence and treat you like an equal. A person who puts you down and tries to convince you have no value compared to them, and that you’re better off being abused by them than trying to live for yourself, they’re your enemy. They’re not telling you the truth. They don’t have the right to decide your value. Your value can never be less than another human being’s. You are human. You do not deserve to suffer, or to be hurt, or to be exploited. Nobody deserves that. The moment you know your true value, your humanity and your worth and power, is the moment you’ll be able to break free from psychological prison you were forced into. 

"No More" Spell

A spell for release.

I had some feelings I needed to release. I held on to them for far too long and they were dragging me down. Honestly, I was afraid to confront them because that means acknowledging they were still there. So to help anyone else who is feeling in any way similar and want the gentleness of release, I wrote this for you too.
So I wrote a note and addressed those feelings head on. I would be lying if I said I didn’t cry. But I kept the note short, and a refrain I noticed throughout was saying “No more.” So that felt like the way to title this.
But after writing it I channeled all my thoughts, feelings, and memories related into that scrap of paper.
And then I burned it.
I was scared it would hurt. I was scared maybe those memories would start to fade.
Then, when the flame burned itself out and the ash of the paper caved in upon itself, I felt clean and I knew it was the right thing to do.
I wish you the best.

anonymous asked:

I ride horses and love it there's nothing wrong with it?? The horses aren't oppressed in any way please explain what you mean?

I can understand that you truly aren’t trying to intentionally cause harm, but surely you must understand that as someone who directly benefits from this form of exploitation, you specifically might find it difficult to see and acknowledge anything that might be harmful about it? It is always difficult for an oppressor to recognise their own part in oppression. I have discussed my thoughts on horse riding and some of the reasons behind them here; please approach it with an open mind and try to see it from a different perspective.

anonymous asked:

Have you ever felt hopeless? A month ago I was able to shake a long time toxic and borderline stalker out of my life. Today they messaged me and told me they saw me and want to talk and when I say no they say I'm selfish and all of these other awful things and now I just feel sick and back to where I was before. I was starting to feel better and now its all bad again and I'm so scared. I don't know what to do, I don't feel in control. I just want them to leave me alone. Is that so bad?

Oh honey.

I don’t have any experience with what you are going through but you are not selfish in a bad way for deciding you do not want someone in your life. You are taking care of yourself, yes, but you are more important than someone who cannot respect your wishes to be left alone.

My advice is to block all contact and never acknowledge them, but stalkers are outside my realm of knowledge so I’m going to ask other people to chime in with ways you can stay safe.


How much do you wanna bet Genos can’t remember his own birthday.

No cakes, no presents, no songs, no acknowledgement of it whatsoever for four years. Kuseno probably asked at some point, but Genos couldn’t care less.

That is, until Saitama suggested that Genos should just pick a date and go with it. He’d choose the day he met Saitama, of course, because this kid is sappy as fuck. I can’t see them actually celebrating it in any significant way. But since they live together, Saitama could wake Genos up at the exact minute of midnight and surprise him with a small, candlelit cupcake. He might even attempt to sing happy birthday, but that’d be abruptly cut short as Genos just dissolve into tears.

For the first time, a birthday is no longer a reminder of his failure—of time gone by with revenge untaken. Now, there is actually something worth cherishing; he has Saitama in his life. A year passed that he is thankful for, and a year ahead that he looks forward to.