When someone is devastated by abuse, it’s tempting to say “Don’t give up! Don’t kill or hurt yourself or you’re just letting them win!” It sounds helpful, right? You mean help.
But have you ever looked at what you’re actually saying?
You are literally telling the person:
- Your abusers…
I MEAN: ”My life is legitimately difficult to bear, and I need support while coming to a conclusion about whether suicide is the best choice for me.”
YOU HEAR: “I just want attention and notes! I feel SUPER sorry for myself!! Waahh!”
OR YOU HEAR: “Help, I’m out of control and not mentally well! I have no idea what I’m doing! Take over my life or I’ll thoughtlessly make a huge mistake!
Support welcome. Judgement and pity not necessary.
Likes and reblogs always taken as support.
Do you ever get into an argument with someone and find yourself unable to speak for a moment because you’re just so blown away by how utterly wrong and ignorant the other person is being and you can’t understand how anyone could actually believe the things they are saying
#remember when sookie was played by a fat actress and there were literally no jokes about her weight on the show? #remember how she wasn’t defined by her weight? #remember how she got to date and get married and have kids and not be just the token funny fat friend of the main character? #remember when she ~got her life together and was happy before lorelai and that wasn’t seen as threatening?
remember how her insecurities (which she did have, because doesn’t everyone?) had nothing to do with her appearance and were more about her artistic failures, her ability to be a mom, her “annoying quirks” she thought Jackson would get tired of?
remember how even though she was often clumsy forgetful and disorganized she was still portrayed as a competent adult? remember how her decision to get married and have kids didn’t diminish her career as a master chef and entrepreneur? remember how she was a bubbly and funny supporting character without being shallow or unintelligent?
Have I put this up on my blog before?
Fuck it, here it is again.
I love her.
If I’m extra sarcastic with you it probably means I’m flirting with you or you really annoy me and I can’t handle your shit
Have fun figuring out which
I only need the three C’s in life:
the only C’s you need are
why is Chinese food not on any of these lists that’s all i need
science has figured out how to open a portal to hell
- alcohol or lighter fluid
- Mix 4 parts powdered sugar with 1 part baking soda.
- Make a mound with the sand. Push a depression into the middle of the sand.
- Pour the alcohol or other fuel into the sand to wet it.
- Pour the sugar and baking soda mixture into the depression.
- Ignite the mound, using a lighter or match.
Oh tumblr, what would we do without you.
REBLOGGING AGAIN FOR THE EXPLANATION
Ahhh! That’s so freaky
guys lets do this
I bet Sam’s voicemail is something very fucking normal like: “This is Sam Winchester’s voicemail. Leave a message after the beep.” or “This is Sam Winchester’s voicemail. Leave a message after the—GODDAMMITLUCIFERSTOPIT.”
I WAS LAUGHING AT THIS FOR TEN YEARS