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you wanna know what’s weird?
nothing. because literally everything and everyone is weird and normalcy is a standard that doesn’t exist but some try to attain anyway because they feel the need to be viewed pleasantly by society. society doesn’t wanna recognize that there is no such thing as normal because everyone wants to present well and being weird is not seen as presenting well. which i clearly think is stupid.
we are all just in different stages of weird so please love yourself no matter what stage you’re in <3
i like to think i am a professional unprofessional
*jigs away*
Misunderstood as we all are with eating disorders. You can’t understand until you’ve felt it. It takes over your every thought and your every moment until it becomes you. And no one can see it.
If I had to name the era I’m in, it’d be the “Love Yours” era.
why wait for something bad to happen to appreciate the good that you have ? Appreciate it now. Be grateful now.
Ever noticed that it's always the people with low self-esteem, constantly criticize and talk negatively of other people. These people don't have any kind of self love or self worth for themselves. In fact they even hate themselves. The only way that these insecure people can feel better about themselves is by talking negatively or down on people. By speaking lowly of other people they feed their ego so that they can feel superior to you. If you see people like this, you better maintain a certain level of distance from them. These are the people who are most likely to spread unnecessary rumours and they don't mind destroying other people's reputation. Stay away from these toxic vampires.
What to do if you suddenly find yourself homeless
FOOD
Find your nearest food bank or mission, for food
grocery stores with free samples, bakeries + stores with day-old bread
different fast food outlets have cheaper food and will generally let you hang out for a while.
some dollar stores carry food like cans of beans or fruit
SHELTER
Sleeping at beaches during the day is a good way to avoid suspicion and harassment
sleep with your bag strapped to you, so someone can’t steal it
Some churches offer short term residence
Find your nearest homeless shelter
Look for places that are open to the public
A large dumpster near a wall can often be moved so that flipping up the lids creates an angled shelter to stay dry
HYGIENE
A membership to the YMCA is usually only 10$, which has a shower, and sometimes laundry machines and lockers.
Public libraries have bathrooms you can use
Dollar stores carry low-end soaps and deodorant etc.
Wet wipes are all purpose and a life saver
Local beaches, go for a quick swim
Some truck stops have showers you can pay for
Staying clean is the best way to prevent disease, and potentially get a job to get back on your feet
Pack 7 pairs of socks/undies, 2 outfits, and one hooded rain jacket
OTHER
first aid kit
sunscreen
a travel alarm clock or watch
mylar emergency blanket
a backpack is a must
downgrade your cellphone to a pay as you go with top-up cards
sleeping bag
travel kit of toothbrush, hair brush/comb, mirror
swiss army knife
can opener
Be with someone who makes you happy.
THE WORLD DIDNT END
To all my slowpokes, the ones who wait and the ones who fail. But you always manage to continue and learn ❤️
The world didn’t end when I was fifteen and failed getting my permit. Three times. It didn’t end when on my birthday I was alone with my best friend and my uninvited cousins who still showed up.
It didn’t end when I wanted to kill myself, it didn’t end when my mother got cancer and I couldn’t eat. The world didn’t end when I couldn’t look at myself in the mirror without wanting to be skinnier. It didnt end when I got diagnosed with a chronic illness.
The world didn’t end when I was 18 and almost lost my leg and my boyfriend wouldn’t answer my calls and my best friend drove me to the hospital. The world didn’t end when I didn’t get my license first try. It didn’t end when I got disqualified in my first show. Nor did it when I got rejected from my dream college.
And it didn’t end after I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me.
Through it all I pushed through, I took my antibiotics, I went to therapy and my mom got better. I didn’t end when I moved in with my best friend, nor did it end when I moved back home and am going to college. And it won’t end when my best friend turned girlfriend is packing up and moving across the country to pursue her dreams.
I’ve learned to take my time, to do things when I felt ready. Not when society said I was ready.
A story within a story where a mother sits her rowdy children down and tells them a story about a the world's sweetest, kindest mother who never lost her temper, never cursed and never yelled at her children, no matter how rowdy they could get. She would only gently, kindly told them to not do the dangerous things. One day she sweetly, kindly told her children to not go play at the riverbank, because it's dangerous and they might slip on the rocks, fall into the water, and die. Her children do not listen. They go play at the riverbank, where they slip on the rocks, fall into the water, and die.
And the sweet perfect mother of the story comes to the riverbank, sees that all her children drowned, and starts crying so bitterly that angels overhear her, and the angels say to each other, "she does not deserve this, this woman has never done anything wrong in her life, this should not have happened to her", and feeling great pity for her, bring her children back to life, and after that they always listened to their mother and lived happily ever after.
And the storyteller's children, who at this point are familiar with the concept that these stories are supposed to have some sort of a moral or lesson in them, interject to point out that their mother hasn't always done everything perfectly, she isn't always sweet, curses a lot, and as a matter of fact loses her shit at her kids all the time. She isn't like the mother of the story at all.
And their mother agrees: Her children are correct. She is not a perfect mother who has never done anything wrong. Angels will not have pity on her, and they will not bring her little shits back to life if they go to the river and die. So they better fucking not go get themselves killed in the first place.
Sometimes I love Pearls Before Swine. I hope everyone can just keep facing your day.
you know a place is classy when it’s in lowercase
“Until each of us becomes our own leader we really don’t have a chance of changing anything.” - Alice Walker
*enthusiastic applause*
While I am a believer of respecting the opinions of others my Mom often told me and my siblings ‘your rights end when they infringe on the rights of others’ and that applies here. You are free to say you don’t like X but you are not free to harass people over things you don’t like.
Kindness matters. Decency matters.
Both were lost and alone, both were hurting and suffering in silence, both needed understanding, love, a friend.
One waited blindly, foolishly hoping, the other gave up and found another comfort.
Closeness isn’t a unit of measurement.
I would like to go back to the year where women would be burnt at steak if accused to be a witch, cause I know damn well I would be brunt at steak and I rather be dead than have to live in world where I have to fight with people who can’t express basic sympathy to the struggles a person goes through regardless of their gender.
“Not all men”
“Not all women”
“Well I never —“
Irrelevant! Y’all wanna be praise so bad for doing the bare fucking minimum and not being a rapist, abuser, sexual assaulter, pedophile, groomer, serial killer, etc…
IRRELEVANT!!! Just be a human being and show love and support to a victims story, rather than making it about yourself or some fucked up gender competition.