Someday I'll be dignified and old
And that I contradict myself
And I can't say if they're right
But I'm not ashamed
Oh I can take a challenge
And so I won't die
Someday I'll be dignified and old
I know it"
- The Modern Lovers, "Dignified and Old"
Jesus CHRIST tumblr I really do not want to keep being recommended turnofthecentury on my sidebar given that the picture they use for their icon is an incredibly disturbing image of a woman in an extremely tight corset which makes me really uncomfortable to look at, ffs
But okay worrying about the travel aspect aside, I’m flying to Chicago to see my boyfriend tomorrow night! Ahhh! This weekend will be great
I find that wallowing in the worst case scenario for a while is helpful, because it ups your chances of being pleasantly surprised, ymmv
Haha well for me the trouble is in finding the right balance, because worrying about it now can help sort of “use up” some of the nerves, but otoh if I worry too much then I just start panicking early
idk it’s coupled with realizing that it’s been at least a few months I think since I’ve had a real panic attack and obviously that’s great but it kinda leaves me open to being blindsided by one
And that just becomes another thing where I’m like, okay do I think about this and acknowledge this so that I’m aware and don’t get surprised by one, or is thinking about how I haven’t had a panic attack in a long time just inviting one to happen
It’s not enough to just have anxiety, I have to have anxiety about my anxiety too
Guess what? I have flaws.
(via fauxkaren)
(via tawny)
In health class we were given sheets of paper and told to write a message we would want someone of the opposite sex to know
She read some examples
The girls were like: “Hey can you please not treat me like shit”
The boys were like: “Spray tans look ugly I hate when girls wear too much makeup and don’t lead me on.”
(via catandkitty)
Having previously experienced support and belief from these friends I was fully unprepared for what happened. Namely, that they didn’t believe us. We told them that this man had an appalling attitude towards women, made several of us uncomfortable and had now assaulted someone. What they heard was apparently something entirely different. They heard the story of the girl who’d become ashamed of some pictures she’d had taken and used her naïve, victim of sexual violence friend to try and cover up what had really happened. I presented them with evidence to the contrary and they discounted it. Apparently, as a victim of sexual violence my opinion on sexual violence couldn’t be trusted.
The theory goes a little something like this: When someone experiences sexual violence they become hyper vigilant to the possibility of sexual violence, therefore they see it everywhere so can’t be trusted when they point it out. So then, experience of a situation or event apparently makes you worse at recognising similar situations or events than people with no experience? Doesn’t make a whole lot of sense, does it? This is just another horrible way to silence people, and it’s dangerous.
Not to mention that sexual violence is concealed. Patriarchy makes it normal. When you start to become alert to it, you see it. You see it because it’s really there. The argument that, “because you see so much of it, it can’t be true” only makes sense if you accept that “there’s not really much of it”. But there is. We know from listening to women.
You didn’t think too deeply about this did you? Of course not. If you were prone to thinking deeply about things… you probably wouldn’t be a Feminist, now would you?
I’m screaming “THAT’S THE POINT THAT’S LITERALLY THE POINT YOU JUST MADE THE EXACT POINT” at my computer screen right now.
Why does this shitstain still exist I stg
