#can't I cry and feel empowered at the same time

[ginjoob]

The feminine urge to rewatch Michelle Kwan's 2004 US Nationals long program several times per year

[kitkatkonsumer]

did some incorrect jjk quotes so I thought id share my favorites

megumi: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives. yuji: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to train. megumi: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.

megumi: nobara… nobara: Oh no, 'nobara' in B flat. nobara: You're disappointed.

megumi: I taught the dog a new trick. throws ball Fetch! Dog: just stands there nobara: He didn’t do it. megumi: I taught him to ignore social conventions and think for himself.

ijichi: You know, sometimes I really think I can be too straight. gojo, covered in bi merch and sipping an iced coffee: Sucks to be you.

yuji: The last time I went to an urgent care clinic, I checked off 'excessive crying' on the symptom list, and then the nurse got really confused and said that was meant for babies :(

gojo: I’ve only ever said ‘I love you’ to two people in my entire life: suguru and a guy in a dark club who I mistook for suguru.

yuji: When I get Doordash I order 20 Cheeseburgers at a time and heat them up throughout the week so that I don’t have to pay the delivery fee multiple times. megumi: I hope you understand how food poisoning works. yuji: I hope food poisoning understands how I work. I never met a burger i couldn’t eat.

nobara, at the slightest provocation: I came into this earth screaming and covered in someone else's blood and and I'm not afraid to leave the same way.

megumi: That's it, I'm cutting off the internet! yuji: No, please don't! I have a family to feed! megumi: megumi: What? yuji: I need to feed my Neopets!

nobara: 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 crap… have fun figuring out which one.

nobara, trying their first ever cup of coffee: I am ENERGY! megumi, an avid coffee drinker, on their twelfth cup of the day: Someone slap me awake or I am literally going to fall into a coma in ten seconds.

yuji: Advice of the day kids, if you ever meet someone who calls Gatorade flavors the actual name of the flavor instead of just the color then they are a certified nerd. megumi: Yeah but you have to specify, frost glacier or cool blue? You can’t just say blue because there’s more than one blue. yuji: Blue and light blue, nice try nerd.

Casually in the Middle of a High Stakes/Dangerous Situation nobara: How do you eat pickles? yuji: What do you mean? nobara: I mean, there's a whole process. It's not like you can grab them from the jar with your hand, because it's cold and the juice burns if you have a cut, plus, it's pretty unsanitary. And you can't use a spoon because you'll have to scoop it out, and it'll be way too difficult to grab more than three or four without taking 10 minutes along with half the brine in the jar, even if it's one with holes. yuji: Yeah, that's why you use a fork. nobara: Okay, sure, but what if you don't have one of the big ones clean? It's weird to use a small one. But there is always one of those smaller sharp knives clean. yuji: But the straight edge doesn't really fit the cylindrical shape, and you have to make sure you don' t break it, it's too much work. nobara: It makes me feel like I deserve the pickles though. Like, "Yeah, I did it. That's right. Good job me." It's empowering. But even after that, it's not like you can use a bowl. yuji: I get that, it's not ascetically pleasing. nobara: Exactly! And it looks weird if you don't entirely fill the bowl, but you also can't eat that many. My solution: Use a mug. yuji: Nods in agreement megumi: That is all very interesting, BUT WE'RE TRYING NOT TO DIE RIGHT NOW! USE YOUR LIMITED ATTENTION SPANS AND FOCUS! nobara: Jeez, okay. yuji: Quit yelling at us already.

megumi: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- yuji: I wrote you a poem. megumi, already crying: You did?

yuji: I think I'm falling for you. megumi: Then get up.

yuji, throwing their head into megumi's lap: Tell me I'm pretty! megumi, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

[ann-decart]

god, i still can't believe just how empowering i find this rather simple idea...

i'm making voice training progress that several of my friends are in absolute SHOCK and AWE at (myself included) for literally less than a week in, and i have to admit that it was rather disorienting to get hit with it all at once. i had very low expectations going into it, so getting hit with an industrial pipeline's worth of compliments had me almost shell-shocked. i was struggling to believe any of it was real, and i was thinking my friends were just buttering me up somehow, even though i really wanted it not to be so...

but then one close friend of mine, upon listening to my voice training recording for that day, told me something that made all of the shell shock, disorientation and confusion evaporate almost instantly:

my voice sounds feminine, but more specifically, i have a trans girl accent.

and y'all, i am still riding that fucking high. like 3 days later and i haven't stopped feeling it. like that's so validating AND empowering at the same time.

like, sure, i don't quite perceive my own voice as "girl" yet -- because i don't sound like a cis girl. of course i don't. that shit wouldn't happen overnight no matter what. but i also don't NEED to sound like a cis girl. i'm a trans girl with a trans girl voice and a trans girl accent and it's MINE and it's BEAUTIFUL.

and... this realization is really really helping me ground myself and feel way more secure not just in my identity, but also in the fact that this whole voice training journey is RIGHT for me.

it's already made me happy-cry on more than a few occasions too. this shit MATTERS, y'all.

[rom-e-o]

Imagine the girls going to the salon for appointments and they meet a woman sitting on the bench out front. She's crying, cradling something against her. Naturally, they stop to see if she's all right. The woman tearfully tells them that she has an appointment for a haircut, but she can bring herself to go in. After some gentle coaxing, she shows them what she's cradling so lovingly: It's a baggie of hair. A good bit of hair. It matches her hair. It is her hair. She has cancer. It's not very advanced and her doctors are optimistic, but she is taking some pretty intense chemo treatments. And this morning she just woke up to a bald spot and a shock of her hair on her pillow. She's not just here for a haircut, she's here to have her hair shaved. "I can't go through waking up to that again. I just can't."

But she can't bring herself to do it. It needs to be done, but she loves her hair. She hasn't had it cut since she graduated school. Her parents were always strict about how she styled her hair, so when she finally got out on her own, it was her way of seizing control from them and showing them she was free now. She's taken the best care of it to ensure it's healthy and beautiful. But despite all of that tlc, she's going to lose it to circumstances beyond her control again. Her parents often forced pixie-cuts on her--she hated them; now she's not even going to have that much hair. She's devastated and afraid. "I can't do this. At least not alone. But... none of my friends would come. They don't get it--they keep saying "it's just hair". They're probably right... but it's my hair. It's just my hair that I could do what I wanted with. And I'm not going to have that again for so long. I feel like I'm losing a piece of myself, and my friends don't even seem to care."

But our girls? They do. And Bess especially gets it, having gone through some hair-related trauma herself. "You're not alone--we're with you. You're one of us today, and we're always there for our own."

Bess' gives her appointment to the woman--her perm can wait. She sits beside her, squeezing her hand the entire time. And the other ladies and stylists are all there cheering and rooting for her too, even from their various chairs and stations across the salon. The salon is empty of other customers, so this girl has all their attention and support. She even gets a mani-pedi after her shave, free of charge.

By the end, her tears aren't just sad ones anymore. And she's taken out for a nice lunch and to the wig shop she was referred to by the stylists by her wonderful new friends who were complete strangers only just that morning.

I just keep reeling in Pack members.

This is the perfect example of 'actions speak louder than words.' When it comes to empowering ladies and women, Pack girlies don't just talk the talk. They walk the walk.

I mean, we've talked about it before with our ladies ... hair is a huge part of identity. For men, women, everyone. Hair is deeply important to a lot of people, even those that miiiight not have it as top of mind compared to things like clothes/make-up, etc.

For this lovely lady, it's even more crushing, because right when she's finally able to truly do what she wants with her hair and even takes all the steps to nurture it, life throws one of the worst curveballs it can.

"It's just hair." That statement is so hurtful in so many ways, because even our girls can see it: it's NOT just hair.

I just see the girls finding a free stoop nearby so they can all sit more comfortably. To help her talk, maybe one gets her a warm drink from a nearby coffee house. "You can't cry and drink at the same time. Here. Drink slow, and remember to breathe."

And aw, Bess. <3 Especially since she has gone through those traumas and struggles, those kind words bolster her courage. Just to be heard and know that, yes, the situation is dreadful ... but she doesn't have to fight the fight alone. That itself is a comfort more so that any platitude bandage like 'it'll be fine' or 'it's just hair.' Finally, she feels seen.

And Bess even give sup her appointment! And a perm one, too! She knows that means something. Then, to have the entire salon of women support her, and to have Bess hold her hand ... I tear up just thinking about it, tbh. What a lovely display. ;; There's so much love in the room.

Stylist: Okay, we're going to make a few passes, and it'll get a little shorter every time. Okay? Stop me if you need a break.

Addie: Does it hurt? Tom asks me to trim his neck with clippers, and it always makes me nervous!

Client 1: Is it too soon to say that, um, do you know how GOOD LOOKING to have to be to look gorgeous bald? Seriously, honey, you could model.

Gal: Dunno 'bout timin', but damn, ye be right as rain 'bout that. (whistle) Look-out, blokes!

Client 2: Now you can try so many wigs! Total creative freedom.

Connie: Another hot tea, dear? Coming right up!

Stylist 2: Here, I saved a few of your longer locks. That can be helpful when wig shopping, if you want to get close to your natural color. Or, to heck with it, you can choose anything!

And then a mani-pedi too! Oh, it's a full spa day.

Followed by an amazing trip to the wig shop for try-ons and honest opinions, which the girls are thrilled to provide.

If something looks good? thumbs up! If something looks like a Halloween-store quality wig? Eh, she can do better. "Teal looks gorgeous on you, but the hair on this wig is too shiny. It looks fake. Let's try another!"

Listen, if there is any social group that deserves to thrive and grow ... it's the Pack. No toxicity. No cult behavior. No secret obligations. Just friendship and camaraderie. A real safety net - a measure of true security, knowing you've always got a loyal crew watching your six.

Well ... I adore her. She needs a name. XD

[redvelvetwishtree]

What I've been asking for a while now!! You all love watching animes and reading and watching stuff with such themes but can't seem to understand it now that it's really happening.

Given how obsessed western media and Israel were with the "bUt h@m@s" narrative this time, it makes it plenty obvious that ham@s is no longer the t€rr0r1st body that Israel once empowered and enabled it to be. It's just people/freedom fighters wanting their land back after they've experienced decades of similar barbarity it appears.

And how anyone thinks Palestinian people will come out of the current massacre, mass murder and cruelty all chill and cool is beyond me. Do you seriously expect they won't want to avenge their loved ones after the stuff Israel did to their families??? The school year in Gaza had to be ended because all kids were DEAD. Entireeee family lines have been wiped out. Their hospitals, refugee camps, bakeries, schools everything has been turned to dust. Their internet and phones were cut off while aid was refused entry and all of this is stuff you can read without crying, and feeling sick I haven't listed the stomach turning shit yet.

Oh btw are you all still seriously believing that Israel is out there doing you a favour by t@rgEt1ng h@m@s? They're just killing and slaughtering and destroying so they can expand their colonized land later (this has been said by Israeli politicians and people). Also, they don't care about hostages from their country so before demanding their release from h@mas, talk to Israel.

And what happens when they're done getting rid of h@m@s which I know they're not doing that but still? Palestinians will thank them and carry on with their lives? What have you all been encouraging and celebrating Ukrainians for? Why doesn't that same logic apply here? You don't expect one ounce self-defence from Palestine later??? After alllll that was done?? Get your brain checked.

[raisedbythetv89]

*tw* mentions of sa throughout the btvs series:

Expanding on the thoughts in this post about fandom culture and etiquette for how to make this a safer and more enjoyable space for everyone no matter who you ship

If you are a fan of btvs or ats no matter who your favorite characters are or who you ship - you have suffered at the hands of joss whedon's narcissistic personality and the subsequent emotional abuse he not only put the actors and his characters through but the audience as well

He gave us characters and relationships we fell in love with and then always, without fail, something horrible happens to one of them or they do something horrific and we're forced to cope with the emotional whiplash that happens every time he does it and decide if we love the character or relationship enough to cope with what joss did to them or if that's it for us enjoying that character or relationship

Like Bangel? Surprise! He's gonna lose his soul and completely psychologically destroy Buffy! AND THEN he's gonna come back and turns out he's been lying to this whole time to Buffy and he actually loved Darla so much he tried to be evil even with the soul first and actually stalked Buffy for a year before he introduced himself and fell in love with the sight of her crying at 15 and we made her look SUPER childlike and innocent to really up the ick factor!

Like Spuffy? Here take the most traumatic depiction of attempted sexual assault we've ever seen in the series that comes out of absolutely nowhere and is specifically designed to punish women after Spike was the only person who could be there for Buffy besides Tara as she battles her severe depression!

Like Tillow? Well Willow goes from empowering Tara and standing up for her to yelling at her to shut the hell up and then magically drugging and sexually assaulting her! and then when Tara calls her out on in she uses the "I didn't mean to" line and then is gonna use magic on her in the exact same way! and then we're gonna rush tara forgiving her just to kill her off!

Like Fuffy? Well Faith is gonna steal Buffy's body and then sexually assault both buffy and riley simultaneously while trying to goad riley into violating buffy's body as much as possible!

The list is truly ENDLESS you either survive on btvs long enough to do something horrific or you're killed off in a brutal, shocking and senseless way (I'm not going to list every single relationship and horrific event as it seems unnecessary and I know I can expand on the above example even further but again it feels unnecessary so please don't freak out if you feel I missed something this is by no means an exhaustive list)

Joss hates people, he hates women, he hates people of color, he hates his audience. Doing horrible things to people you claim to love is incredibly normal for him and any abusive narcissist because they don't love people or even see them as fellow humans - they're just things they play with for entertainment or to make them feel good about themselves which is why this is so prevalent in the buffyverse in the first place

Liking a ship where something horrible happens, you're not condoning it - it happened TO YOU. You were going along loving a character or relationship and then the creator got bored or angry and decides to throw a narrative punch just because he can and he likes the control it gives him to make a bunch of people react in certain ways emotionally and he loves to ruin things people love that's a huge thing for narcissists - if they see someone else feeling good about themselves or experience joy they want it destroyed

We have all suffered at the hands of this man, everyone has their favorite characters for very specific and deeply personal reasons. Just because you can't move past or accept certain behaviors from a character doesn't mean you get to dictate that for everyone else. Truly loving or connecting to a character means you have more capacity for forgiveness than someone who just liked them - and loving a character also usually comes with a deeper understanding of that character in the first place that can give you perspective and understanding that helps you contextualize the bad things.

Loving even the worst fictional characters literally harms no one, but attacking, shaming, judging, feeling superior to real people for their fictional tastes does so don't come on here and "well actually" me with "well MY fav didn't do [x]" or "MY fav never did anything.." because that's not the point. The whole point of this post is other btvs or ats fans who like different characters or ship difference ships are not you enemy - JOSS WHEDON is the only enemy here - be mad at him and only him, hate on other characters all you want but being cruel to other fans who don't agree with you is exactly what joss wants and we all hate that fucker so stop playing his game and don't be a dick.

[niningtori]

pls do not answer this is it makes u uncomfy cus it's a bit personal! but i'm curious as to if your writing is puuure fiction or is some of it based on personal experiences?

i ask bc i relate to a lot of the heartbreak in your angsty fics and i remember you saying something along the lines of how you find joy making us cry LMAO

part of me is like 'i know another fellow jaded person when i see it' but also 'maybe they're just a literary genius' (well duh i mean u obvious are!!! but two things can be true at the same time u get me? 🙂‍↕️)

if you truly can relate then omg virtual broken heart club losers group hug!!! if u can't then it's a compliment bc you've touched our souls u beautiful gifted skilled individual i love u thank u for getting me through some angsty emo times 💕💗💞💖💘💞💕

omg thank u for being so sweet n considerate 🥹 and thank you for the compliments im NOT a genius but im so happy u took the time to not only read and enjoy my work but to think of this and ask me! i really like this question a lot and my answer is personal so if anyone doesn't wanna hear my business stop reading now! also this answer is super long

i think the best way to describe it is that i do relate to a lot of the heartbreak but not really the circumstances surrounding it in the sense that a lot of my fics have a third party involved but irl i've never really had to deal with that. but i find it easier to write about the feelings of inadequacy manifesting from a tangible external factor like a love rival bc most ppl can relate to that and i feel like it's easier to understand and immerse yourself in rather than my own personal beliefs ab myself and their intricacies and origins

but i have said before that i write for my fellow pushovers and doormats so i relate to pretty much every mc in my fics big time and i feel like most of my readers do too. it's part of the reason why i started writing my own fics bc while i do admire empowered characters i simply don't relate to them very much unless they've become empowered after tolerating more than what's reasonable or sometimes even fathomable to others and the lack of angst w a happy ending in the txt fandom was too much for me to bear

in most of my fics the love is unrequited which i'm sure most ppl have felt before myself included and in my experiences my feelings have always eventually become requited and the person i was pining over regrets it just like my fics LMAOOO but the difference is in my fics there's usually a nice resolution whereas in my actual life i rlly just dont care anymore and what's done is done. even so i think it's satisfying for ppl who are used to being treated like shit to move on while the other person is stuck in the same way you used to be. i once told an ex of mine that i wanted to make him feel like i felt in the past and when i dumped him n moved on he said he finally understood how i used to be which was a feeling i think everyone craves when they've been wronged

probably the fic that most closely resembles my actual experiences is "i know it's over" like i literally found a huge ass apology text from my ex after i dumped him and based beomgyu's apology to the mc on that because the sentiments were so similar. in that fic there is no resolution for the "main couple" though there was originally an alternate ending where there was but in my work those i'd consider irredeemable are redeemable because that's how i want them to be

anyway this was prob more detailed than u were asking for but i'm so happy u sent it!! im glad u find comfort in my work and i'm sending u a hug right back 🫂

[oxianamello]

🐍Oxiana Mello reference post🐍

New ref sheet and design up! 'v' See her info and backstory under the spoiler ‧˚₊꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒦꒷‧₊˚⊹

General information:

Name: Oxiana Mello Age: 29 (Post timeskip) Height: 190cm / 6'9" Personality: Her easygoing nature and demeanor makes her seem very relaxed and.. well.. 'mellow', often making her a target for people and pirates who might be looking for an easy mark. She's very easy to approach, and emits a friendly aura that makes most feel welcome in her presence. However, they way she treats everyone with the same enthusiasm makes it difficult to know if she's being legit or just putting up a font. She gets her kicks from witty banter and sarcastic remarks. Devil Fruit: Hebi-Hebi no mi: model Samar Cobra (a highly venomous spitting cobra)

She can shed her skin to counter superficial wounds such as scrapes, scratches, heat and cold. It is also possible for her to layer it to deflect heavier hits, cushioning them with her own skin. Although it's a potent skill, she hates using it because it flakes horribly, like massive dandruff and dead skin.

Toxin secretion through her teeth and gums, under her nails, able to inject through her own specialized fingergun technique named "Shigan: snakebite" where she uses two fingers to emulate a snake bite. Can also fling drops over longer distances with high accuracy, or fling drops with little accuracy like a shotgun.

Her saliva secretes an antivenom, so any toxin applied along with her saliva is harmless, and tastes kinda sweet.

Like a snake, her initial ambush speed is explosive, but she is unable to keep up the same speed over longer durations. Strengths:

Rokushiki master, specializing in 'finger pistol', 'paper art', and 'iron body'.

Haki: Specialty is observation haki, and paired with her snake senses, she is able to sense certain things and people from afar by flicking her tongue, much like how a snake smells and senses. She's also able to vaguely pick up on people's intentions and feelings if they are within 15 meters. She can also use armament haki, but mostly for offensive means, empowering her 'Snakebite'.

Grip strength. Part of the reason she uses a modified finger pistol with two fingers is to be able to grab on to people better. She's very hard to get off once she grabs a hold of you, she would be excellent at rock climbing. Traits: She's hella expressive and emotional, but she has a kind of disorder where her tear ducts work overtime over the smallest excess of emotion, which has made her adapt a very "mellow" demeanor. Any emotion that is being felt a little more than normal makes her tears roll, not because she's sad or crying, but because her body just can't handle it and uses tears to process it. Any amount of extra joy, anger, excitement, or sadness triggers it. She's been described as a weirdo or sometimes creepy for "crying" while doing her Cipher Pol work.

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Backstory:

Mello and Lucci were two kids from the same batch who were recruited by the World Government to undergo training to become Cipher Pol agents. Mello stood out for her relentless optimism, regularly cracking jokes and sporting a smile that brought a bit of light to the rigorous regime the litter of kids faced. Despite their contrasting personalities — Mello's cheerful and witty disposition clashing with Lucci's serious and calculated demeanor — they were drawn together, forming an unlikely friendship. The time came when Lucci, among others, was selected to join the more elite CP9, somethng that would intensify his training and isolate him from Mello and the rest. As he departed, Mello sprinted alongside his departing ship as far as the dock allowed, shouting out for him to promise a visit back to her — a promise Lucci made.

Years rolled by, and Mello found her place in CP7, serving with dedication. Basically she joined the intel unit of Cipher Pol, (I just happened to pick CP7 to be the intel unit), focusing on espionage, as well as gathering and handling of intelligence. But Lucci's absence grew heavier with each passing day; no visits, no letters. Her curiosity and missing her old friend led her to quietly probe for Lucci's whereabouts. This curiosity was met with resistance from her superiors due to the secretive nature of CP9, and ultimately they stopped her inquiries with a lie: Lucci had fallen in the line of duty. Shattered by the belief that Lucci was gone forever, Mello's spirit broke. After over a decade and a half with CP7, the hope of reuniting had fueled her. Now, extinguished. She took leave from her duties to recover, but her lack of income forced her into a poor lifestyle. Hopping from ship to ship, island to island, Mello did whatever odd jobs she could find, all while dealing with sad accommodations, from bug-infested motels to makeshift hideaways in the wild, living like a hobo for 5 or so years.

Circumstances led her to a war-scarred isle in the grand line where the government, stretched thin on manpower, had reluctantly requested a Cipher Pol member to supervise the building of a Marine outpost. It was here, during a confrontation with pirates from her past as an agent, that she crossed paths with the one assigned to the task -- Rob Lucci. The sight of Lucci, alive and now a member of the even more prestigious CP0, turned her world upside down. Overwhelmed with relief and emotion, Mello couldn't help but burst into tears. I like to imagine that all CP9 agents, especially Lucci, went through harsh indoctrination and memory suppression during his CP9 training, which stripped him of any memories that could hold him back, Lucci initially did not recognize Mello or recall their long-ago promise. However, their unexpected meeting sparked… something that was teetering at the edge of his mind.

Ofc they end up reconnecting, and even after 20ish years they are pleasantly surprised to rediscover their affinity for each other, and that the friendship from their childhood wasn't just a chance thing.

[vanillabunnymilk]

The Dark Truth Behind Katy Perry's "Woman's World"

Katy Perry's highly anticipated new single "Woman's World" has finally dropped, but fans are left feeling conflicted and outraged. The catchy, upbeat anthem is meant to be a celebration of female empowerment, but the production credits may leave a bad taste in your mouth. You see, the song is co-written and produced by none other than Dr. Luke, the same man who was accused of sexual assault by Kesha.

For those who may not know, Dr. Luke (real name Lukasz Gottwald) was sued by Kesha in 2014 for allegedly drugging and raping her in 2005. The case sparked a national conversation about sexual assault in the music industry, with many calling for Dr. Luke to be held accountable for his actions.

So, why would Katy Perry choose to work with him on a song that's supposed to be a rallying cry for women's empowerment? It's a question that has left fans scratching their heads and feeling betrayed.

"I just can't listen to it," said longtime Katy Perry fans say. "I love Katy and I think she's a great artist, but how can she possibly justify working with someone who hurt Kesha in such a way? It's like she's condoning his behavior."

The lyrics of "Woman's World" may be empowering on the surface, but some critics argue that the song's message is undermined by its association with Dr. Luke. The song's chorus repeats the phrase "woman's world" over and over, but it feels hollow when considering the dark history between Dr. Luke and Kesha.

"It's like Katy is saying 'women are powerful' while simultaneously giving power to someone who has been accused of harming women," said music critic Rachel Morrison. "It's a confusing and problematic message, especially when you consider the impact that music can have on young women."

Katy Perry has yet to comment on the controversy surrounding her collaboration with Dr. Luke, but fans are speaking out loud and clear. #NotMyEmpowerment is trending on social media as fans express their disappointment and disgust at the situation.

In an era where women are fighting for respect and equality, it's hard to see how Katy Perry can justify working with someone who has been accused of such heinous crimes. It may be time for the pop star to rethink her priorities and stand up for what she claims to believe in.

For now, we're left wondering: is "Woman's World" really a celebration of female empowerment, or just a weak attempt to cash in on a popular trend?

[sofsdragons237]

So, hello thereee lovely person

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I'm sorry for my dissapearence, but I'm here ready to write again with all the attitude ☺️

Todaaaay, I bring....

Drums pleaseeeee

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MHA 1-A GIRLS COMFORTING YOU AFTER BREAKUP

So, before we start...NOTES:

💅 Bnha fandom [Kohei Horikoshi world XD]

💅 Sad, depressed YN

💅 Comfort, motivation/breakup

💅 Bad grammar maybe? [Sorry 🥺]

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I think that's it, well, so, let's start shall we?

Hope you like it, go for your popcorns, and, ENJOYYYYYY ❤️❤️❤️❤️

You go running to the girls changing room, tears where falling down your cheeks, but you don't want anyone to see you in that mood.

What had happened?

Everything seems to be alright, just a normal day ready to listen another class of Aizawa and doing homeworks in the middle of the class while he was explanning, atending quirk training and at the same time therapy.

In the morning, on your way to the snacks machine, your boyfriend approached to you a little bit serious and anxious about something, that makes you confused, because in his face you could see that something was bothering him.

???: "Can we talk please?"

YN: "Oh sure"

You say while extending your hand to get the Coca Cola cero out of the mouth of the machine.

You listened him carefully, but word after word, according he was following his talking, you felt how a sharp sensation cover your chest, almost as a knife entering deep inside your heart and an internal bleeding spills out.

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How this could end like this? You crying bitterly in the walls of a changing room, there was nobody, so it was only you and your feelings, it seems that this was not gonna end so soon.

Then, you listened how a lot of steps were approaching and opening the door of the place.

You jump scared, you see around trying to spot a place to hide, and after some seconds of adrenaline, you decide to enter to a locker.

You really didn't want anyone to see you like that, you cover your mouth to stop the sobbing and made the less noise posible...

In less than a minute, the place was covered with a lot of girls talking with each other and laughing.

???: "Hey girls, have you know something about YN? She didn't attend quirk training and I haven't seen her through the day.

Was that...Yaomomo's voice?

You opened a little the metal door of the locker to see a little better, a small ray of light enter the close cage and all the 1-A girl appeared surrounding the changing area.

Uraraka: "Is she sick?"

She put her shirt on while expressing worrying

Tsuyu: "I texted her in the morning *Kero* but she didn't reply"

Now at this point everyone seems intrigued and worried about you.

You look down at the ground.

"They really care about me" you said affirming to yourself "I'm sorry" in certain way the feeling of guilty has empowered your body and that makes some extra tears go down.

???: "THERE IS YN!!!"

A scream surrounded the place.

You look ahead widing your eyes in panick. Mina was pointing you from the center of the room, and everyone raise their looks just to find you hiding in the locker.

You close the door quickly, everyone has seen you, there is no turning back.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Mina opened the door being followed by all the girls behind her, all the light kicks your face and you try to cover it.

Uraraka: "YN-san, are you crying?"

You didn't answer

It was obvious, your cheeks were humid, and the tears can't stop from falling, you were in a terrible condition, a condition you just can't hide easily, you were in pain, and after all the trying of covering up and hiding it from everyone, you just need to admit that you need help, you need a someone.

Your crying gets intense

Mina: "Oh baby...."

Mina surround her arms just to hug you and get you out of there to get you a sit and talked.

Toru: "YN sweetheart, what happened?"

All the girls surround you and try to comfort you by offering water or a candy, giving you hugs and sitting next to you...

Momo stand in her kness in front of you just to caress your hands and give you a sweet smile.

Momo: "You are not alone YN-san, we are here for you"

Your lips were trembling, you try to say a word, but it was difficult because of the shaky voice.

YN: "My heart...it hurts..."

Jiro: "Is it heart problems? A tachycardia?"

Jiro was ready to go and ask for help of recovery girl, but before she can make another step you stop her

YN: "No, it's not that...it's just..."

Everyone wait for you to finish

YN: "My boyfriend finish with me"

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Silence...

Mina: "Someone is gonna prove my acid today"

She sounds mad, just for being follow by Jiro

Jiro: "Let's break him a bone, after all he got 206 in there"

Toru: "YEAHHH LET'S DO IT!!!"

It seems that everything was pointing for a third mundial war

Momo: "Girls, this is serious"

Momo clean your tears with a tissue, while Uraraka was removing the hair of your face and make you a ponytail.

Uraraka: "Ta daaa, beautiful as always"

She add a red ribbon at the top of your head smiling happily at her creation.

Tsuyu take you from your shoulder.

Tsuyu: "YN-san, let me give you the welcome again to the real life *Kero*" - You look at her confused - "This is an experience that many of us pass through, and...*Kero* it hurts, but it's part of being a human"

Momo sighs

Momo: "You deserve better YN-san, you are a sweet person, a total ray of sunshine, and so so important to be crying for someone that don't deserve your tears, because if he truly loves you, he wouldn't have made you cry"

Uraraka: "Everything happens for a reason, if he goes away of your life is for a reason, maybe he was gonna do something terrible that could hurt you more, and you don't deserve that"

Jiro: "I still insist to break him a bone"

You laugh a little at Jiro's comment.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

You were terrible hurted, you can't deny that, but just the feeling of being accompanied, that you don't need to have this pain in your back all for yourself, make you relieved in that way.

YN: "I don't want to fell in love again"

You wretched your skirt frustrated

Toru: "YN-san, don't say that, I know that in this moment it feels that love emmm...sucks, but I promise you all gets better and, just because you got a broken heart, that doesn't mean more love can came to heal that wounds"

Jiro: "And look it in this way" -She leaned against a wall- "Pain makes us feel alive, sometimes we need pain to remember us that we are still going walking on life, that we are humans and we are strong"

The school bell sounds

Mina: "Shoot, Aizawa is gonna kill us...well nevermind we all are gonna say it was Jiro's fault"

Jiro: "WHY ME?"

They all started to laugh like if there was no tomorrow, a little of humour many times can make a bad ambience a little bit better.

Mina looks at you and smile tenderly while you laugh, and clap in happiness when she sees, you were showing faith in that sweet giggle of yours.

Mina: "That's it, look that characterizing smile that shine even in a rainy day"

YN: "Hmmm?"

You were feeling better, that was a fact, after all that motivation, you know you have a little bit of hope raising in your soul.

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

Momo approachs and take your cheeks for you to look at her.

Momo: "Don't make a guy to take away that nice smile of yours, one day, it will came the correct one, and will make you so happy, because you deserve someone better"

Tsuyu: "Just concentrate in yourself, and heal *Kero*"

Uraraka: "We are gonna be right next to you to help you with it"

Then, Mina takes your hand and guide you to the exit, ready to go to class and go back to the game, Toru helped you carrying your backpack while the other girls take with them their things quickly because they were gonna go late for class.

Mina: "So...what if we ask Todoroki to freeze him?"

Jiro: "Good idea"

Momo: "Girls...please stop"

All the way back to the classroom, the laughs cover the hallway and your mood was better this time, Mina was still holding your hand, and all the girls were surrounding you giving their motivation...

"Thanks..." you thought while tears where falling, but this time, of joy, of a feeling maybe...

Of freedom.

...

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Hey guys, I know the story is not so good, but at least I hope this can be a little bit entertaining and at the same time comforting.

Dear reader, if you are passing through this position, please, I know it hurts, but you will see everything will be just fine, you are gonna be fine, you will heal and one day, you will just see that past and laugh of it.

You are strong, important, and you deserve better, because you value.

And whatever it has happened, it's not your fault!

You did what you can, and that's what matters

I promise many stories are coming...

If you have a recomendation or want me to write something, I'm reading comments

👇👇👇

Love ya, drink water, eat well, and...Bay bay 👋

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[rage-mode-138]

I hear you. I'm in a similar boat with Adele. Her songs and voice grat on my ears, and I can't stand how sad most of her early stuff is. It's not sad in the way that actually makes me feel emotions, but sad in the way that makes me feel like I'm watching a toddler cry because they didn't get a toy right away because it's being washed.

Honestly, it would be better if it made me feel some type of way other then annoyed. But it's trying to be sad and empowering at the same time and just all around feels like a cluster fuck of songs.

Her new work sometimes is tolerable as it's less about how sad and lonely she is, but there's still something there in her music that doesn't feel genuine to me.

now whenever you say you dont like a band the first thing people will is ask ‘omg did they do something bad?’ no theyre just kinda ass

[cordycepsfem]

There are times being actually feminist feels more exhausting than others.

I feel like everybody now knows of that young woman who prostitutes herself on OF and who, a while ago, created content by having sex (?) with a hundred men. Recently a documentary was made about her, and in it she was interviewed and said that she would detach from her body, that by the end of it she was completely disconnected from her mind, that she was never the same after having gone through that.

I think that's perfectly understandable, and I feel a lot of pity for her. She was sold the idea that prostitution and taped sexual violence are empowering, and by the time she realized they were not, she was in too deep. I feel sorry for her. I feel terrible for her.

Still, she also announced that she was excited to say that she plans to repeat the project and this time do it with 1000 men.

At this point, what can anyone even do, to help her? Women came forward and tried to help, supported her, held her hand, cried for her. And despite everything, she's still living for the perverted gratification of men and "cannot wait" to get back to producing material for it.

It feels like watching those tiktoks of women who film coming home to their husbands and finding absolutely thrashed kitchens and living rooms, their babies crying because they've been sitting in shit-filled diapers for hours, and their husbands playing video games. We already know they won't leave their husbands, won't even try to set a boundary, won't do anything besides rake in views and use the empathy of other women for free therapy and validation.

At this point, what are we even supposed to do? How can we even help in a meaningful way? It feels exhausting to constantly show up for these women, help them get back on their feet, and then see them run to the monsters who caused them to crash in the first place.

First, what that woman did sounds horrifying and I hope she finds wise voices and a soft place to land before doing a video about 1000 men. Willingly engaging in self harm through dissociation and random sex seems so painful, and for what? There is not enough money for which I would detach myself from my body, even as much as I hate it some days.

Second, I think it does get really hard, and it can be difficult to look at a world where things are so obviously stacked against most of us, and see any possible way we can help.

I worked for a long time providing respite care for families with disabled children and young adults. These families had formed their own organization back in the 1990s to get the respite care the state wouldn't give them, and by doing so eventually were able to turn it into a business, where family members weren't the ones doing care for each other anymore.

I think of them, and of the story of the boy with the starfish, and the power that just one interaction, one action, one choice can have in my community.

I can't feed/shelter/educate/care for/help a thousand women at once. I can help one. If I join together with others we can do more.

I can't offer resources I don't have - I can only give what I have now. Together, pooling resources, we can do more.

I don't have all the answers, or the skills, or the money. But I can show up, over and over and over, and with others who will do the same, we can do more.

We don't get more light by extinguishing our own candle, no matter how dark the world is. We keep our light burning, and we wait to join it with others, until the darkness ends.

[anxiouspregnantlady]

4 weeks old!

well, i ended up waiting a week from the last post. baby girl was born at 39+4. 7 hour labor, 7 minutes of pushing. "powerful" is the midwife's word. it was all in all a terrific experience, healing, empowering, bonding. i am beyond grateful. no tears. even so, i have had to take resting seriously - any kind of mild walking in the first couple weeks was NOT welcome by my uterus. i am definitely turning a corner, feeling much more intact, and really looking forward to increasing movement in the next couple of weeks.

so much to write. i'll begin right here in this moment - monday early afternoon, just finished folding laundry while re-watching pachinko season 1 (after re-reading the book after watching season 2), i'm still so immersed in this world for some reason... i think it is a story of women (among many other things obviously), and the suffering of women, and that is what is really resonating with me. i have two daughters now. meimei is lying on the floor on her quilt made by aunty S, just rousing from milk-induced slumber, she is impossibly cute and delightful, i really wasn't prepared to fall so hard in love with another baby. man, the hormones are such a trip. i am tearing up now just thinking about how much i love her.

anyway, the birth has been written about in great detail elsewhere... she was born 6lb 13oz, much smaller than i'd expected, with a thick crop of almost-curly black hair. she has been fairly easygoing so far, with some windows of fussiness, but rather than crying at length she makes these punctuated exclamations, "AYE!" "EIH!" " AEIY!" which are endearing and heartbreaking. she's pretty sleepy, much sleepier than i remember phillipa being. first week was a bit mad, tested coombs positive putting her at higher risk for jaundice, her numbers were borderline enough for her to keep needing heel pricks & blood tests for bili, but in the end she didn't need phototherapy. i now know this is quite common (esp for asian babies) but it just felt like such an ordeal i think because we didn't give birth at the hospital and so even getting the blood test was difficult / full of friction & we didn't know really whom to call or where to go or how it would be, plus phototherapy would mean getting admitted inpatient. we paged the midwife line one night bc she wasn't pooping and we really needed her to poop...julie was so kind and helpful and we ended up giving 2oz of formula that night (my milk was still coming in, i think this was day 2 or 3), which instantly caused her to do several poops. i think this was instrumental in her being able to clear her bili.

she was a good eater from day 1 though latching was not easy, i'm grateful to nurse kelly who came on day 2 and helped me latch. pain has been within the threshold of normal for the most part. she has a tongue tie but still good suction and great tongue movement, so it isn't really bothering us. she's so sleepy though and usually can't make it to the second boob. we definitely do a lot of snacking throughout the day, eating from one boob, snoozing, trying the other 45-60 mins later, et cetera ad infinitum, although this is getting better with persistence and encouragement, i don't believe in waking her up TOO much (unless it's critical for her growth) and if she wants to snack during the day i'm ok with that. next level will be learning how to nurse in the carrier. maybe should've gotten a ring sling. i am enjoying breastfeeding for the most part, and i am much more comfortable + confident breastfeeding in front of my family / other people / in public than the first time around; i should probably use more pillows to save my neck. my supply seems to be about the same as it was with phillipa, aka just about enough. i haven't been freezing any milk but we haven't needed to supplement. i'm on top of my game this time re: avoiding plugged ducts and such. anyway we are nursing so frequently it isn't really a problem.. but last week i went to pick phillipa from school alone and we hung out at a cafe for a bit. my boobs were SO unhappy. it's like they knew i was away from my baby. i was randomly letting down in the cafe and just in pain/discomfort, even though it was only about 1.5-2hours. other thing i've learned - bras matter. the target bras i wore last time are TOO TIGHT and give me extra discomfort. anyway, we nurse around the clock except for 2 3-oz bottles, one before her bedtime and one for the first wakeup (~930pm and 1am but still varies so much), and i pump 1 or 2 times during that window. it's working for us! i like our system of dr browns glass bottles and the tommee tippee super low tech bottle warmer.

sleep. focusing a lot more on OUR sleep instead of hers this time, takes the pressure off trying to 'improve' her sleep. she did her first 5 hour stretch this past weekend though which is incredible. still at the point where i couldn't necessarily sleep through all or even most of it because i was woken by my boobs, but we'll get there. i am feeling pretty good actually. she sleeps in her love to dream swaddle and can nap lying down at least once a day (first nap), sometimes around lunchtime too. otherwise we hold her or wear her.

phillipa. was having a really really difficult time the first 3 weeks, screaming a lot...had to lean in and just accept and ride it out, try to show her a lot of love and patience but also be firm that this is the way her world is going to be from now on.

to be continued.. need to eat while she's still sleeping

[artist-issues]

Okay I agree with a few of your points but I'm going to pipe back in and say, though nobody asked me to:

The movie is not about woman empowerment. Not in any progressive or modern sense of that word.

The virtue of Snow White, as a character, is very clearly her faith and her purity. To put it a way that's more "accepted," or specific, you could say her virtues are: "a positive attitude, and genuineness --wearing her heart on her sleeve."

You can tell that that's what the movie is all about--not "women empowerment"--because of the scenes specifically drawn and recorded to show off Snow White reacting to things. So that the audience observes her faith and purity, emphasized.

It's why she first encounters a lost bluebird who is crying, and gives it the same advice that she later acts on, herself: "Please don't cry. Your mama and papa can't be far."

Which boils down to: "Why despair, even in the scariest circumstances, if there's someone out there who loves you? Rely on them. They'll come through."

And then that's exactly what the "Someday My Prince WILL Come" Princess lives by, when she's in her own set of scary circumstances. It's faith.

That's the point of her character, and applies to men and women, boys and girls, abused and beloved. It's "don't let your circumstances define who you are and what you do: choose to have faith in love, instead."

I mean, Snow White is not rewarded in any special way, by the narrative, for running away. And let's be honest. It wasn't even her idea.

She didn't take the power to choose into her own hands and bravely set out, with a plan in mind--she was stunned, and the Huntsman came up with the idea for her to run into the forest, and she listened to him in a blind panic. The point of that scene is not "look how strong she is, to run away from her bad situation, when other girls of that time period would've never done it!" That's just...not the point.

And if it had been (it's not) the point, that wouldn't be helpful to abused kids. Some people in abusive situations cannot run away. They cannot "empower themselves." In their circumstances, asking them to "empower themselves to run for safety" would be like asking them to sprout wings. I'm sorry, I'm not trying to fight with you here, but I'm just trying to point out: it would be like that.

Snow White was never about a girl brave enough to run for safety. It just wasn't. It was about something deeper and truer and broader than that. Just like the right thing that she does, which the narrative rewards, was never her "finding" a family who loved her. She doesn't do that. The animals lead her there. And then she chooses to give them her love--because she initially thinks they're orphans and then feels sorry for them--she does not do anything based solely on what they can do for her, or offer her--not even if what they offered was love. She, like most selfless heroines that were missing today, was concerned with what kindness she could do them.

Of course, there's some hope for herself in there. She does say "maybe they'll let me stay." But that was not her first thought, and it was not the emphasis of the narrative.

We just like to look back at rich, pure, simply truthful stories and pick out the things that fit in our modern-value boxes. So, we have a modern-value box: it's called "Women Empowerment." And when we like a character from something that is not modern, like Snow White, we go, "I like her, so now I must figure out how to put her into that modern-virtue box, whether or not she was ever created to fit." Why? Because if she doesn't fit in the box, she's somehow "not worth liking."

Well, unfortunately, that's the same mindset modern Disney started with when they made this remake: "if she doesn't fit in the modern-virtue box, we have to correct her." And it's bull. And that's where this all went wrong.

So yeah, politely, I agree with some of your points. But if I were you, I'd analyze what the whole of the Snow White movie and character is really about, separate from what we value nowadays--and then decide if you still like her. I think you're right about Zegler and Disney and the fandom. I just don't know if you're 100% right about the fairy tale.

I Hate How She Talks About Snow White

"People are making these jokes about ours being the PC Snow White, where it's like, yeah, it is − because it needed that. It's an 85-year-old cartoon, and our version is a refreshing story about a young woman who has a function beyond 'Someday My Prince Will Come. "

Let me tell you a little something's about that "85-year-old cartoon," miss Zegler.

It was the first-ever cel-animated feature-length full-color film. Ever. Ever. EVER. I'm worried that you're not hearing me. This movie was Disney inventing the modern animated film. Spirited Away, Into the Spider-Verse, Tangled, you don't get to have any of these without Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937.)

Speaking of what you wouldn't get without this movie, it includes anime as a genre. Not just in technique (because again, nobody animated more than shorts before this movie) but in style and story. Anime, as it is now, wouldn't exist without Osamu Tezuka, "The God of Manga," who wouldn't have pioneered anime storytelling in the 1940s without having watched and learned from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs in the 1930s. No "weeb" culture, no Princess Mononoke, no DragonBall Z, no My Hero Academia, no Demonslayer, and no Naruto without this "85-year-old cartoon."

It was praised, not just for its technical marvels, not just for its synchronized craft of sound and action, but primarily and enduringly because people felt like the characters were real. They felt more like they were watching something true to life than they did watching silent, live-action films with real actors and actresses. They couldn't believe that an animated character could make kids wet their pants as she flees, frightened, through the forest, or grown adults cry with grieving Dwarves. Consistently.

Walt Disney Studios was built on this movie. No no; you're not understanding me. Literally, the studio in Burbank, out of which has come legends of this craft of animated filmmaking, was literally built on the incredible, odds-defying, record-breaking profits of just Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, specifically.

Speaking of record-breaking profits, this movie is the highest-grossing animated film in history. Still. TO THIS DAY. And it was made during the Great Depression.

In fact, it made four times as much money than any other film, in any other genre, released during that time period. It was actually THE highest-grossing film of all time, in any genre, until nothing less than Gone With the Wind, herself, came along to take the throne.

It was the first-ever animated movie to be selected for the National Film Registry. Actually, it was one of the first movies, period, to ever go into the registry at all. You know what else is in the NFR? The original West Side Story, the remake of which is responsible for Rachel Ziegler's widespread fame.

Walt Disney sacrificed for this movie to be invented. Literally, he took out a mortgage on his house and screened the movie to banks for loans to finish paying for it, because everyone from the media to his own wife and brother told him he was crazy to make this movie. And you want to tell me it's just an 85-year-old cartoon that needs the most meaningless of updates, with your tender 8 years in the business?

Speaking of sacrifice, this movie employed over 750 people, and they worked immeasurable hours of overtime, and invented--literally invented--so many new techniques that are still used in filmmaking today, that Walt Disney, in a move that NO OTHER STUDIO IN HOLLYWOOD was doing in the 30's, put this in the opening credits: "My sincere appreciation to the members of my staff whose loyalty and creative endeavor made possible this production." Not the end credits, like movies love to do today as a virtue-signal. The opening credits.

It's legacy endures. Your little "85-year-old cartoon" sold more than 1 million DVD copies upon re-release. Just on its first day. The Beatles quoted Snow White in one of their songs. Legacy directors call it "the greatest film ever made." Everything from Rolling Stones to the American Film Institute call this move one of the most influential masterpieces of our culture. This movie doesn't need anything from anybody. This movie is a cultural juggernaut for America. It's a staple in the art of filmmaking--and art, in general. It is the foundation of the Walt Disney Company, of modern children's media in the West, and of modern adaptations of classical fairy tales in the West. When you think only in the base, low, mean terms of "race" and "progressivism" you start taking things that are actually worlds-away from being in your league to judge, and you relegate them to silly ignorant phrases like "85-year-old cartoon" to explain why what you're doing is somehow better.

Sit down and be humble. Who the heck are you?

[eliink]

(𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆)

Why do I feel like every time I try my best, I still fail? I'm always there for people I truly care about, trying my best to be a great friend for them. But do they really appreciate me? Do they appreciate me because I truly helped them, or because they just appreciate that I can free my time for them every time they needed me? I am emotionally, mentally, and physically available for other people, but for myself… I don’t know. I tend to sacrifice everything for other people without thinking if they truly deserve it. I hate that I care too much and get attached, even though I don't have to. I always say I could easily detach myself, but when it comes to the actual situation, I just couldn't stop crying anymore. Yes, people come and go, but why? Is my presence not enough? Or is there something lacking in me? I am known as the jokester, energetic, and as an emotionally intelligent person, but when it comes to dealing with my own shit, I always fail. I am proud of myself for giving good advice to people, but applying those in my own situation is more difficult than it seems.

I never take the risk because I know if it fails, I can't deal with the consequences anymore. Maybe one of the reasons why I still haven't found someone for me yet (although it's not that important) is because I'm the problem. I don't want to risk something. It's not because they're not worth the risk; it's because I overthink too much. I can't focus on the present moments with them; I tend to overthink our future and the uncertainties that might happen. I stop myself from taking the risk because I'm scared that my past will just repeat itself.

At this point, I don’t know how to love someone anymore. I focus too much on loving and empowering myself to the point that I don't need someone with me anymore. But the real thing is, I also need to feel genuine love from someone that I never feel from my mom, dad, siblings, and family. I don’t know who to love anymore because of my trauma. I generalize all the boys that come into my life now. "They're all the same. Them caring about me will also pass as well as their feelings." My mind is stuck in the saying "prevention is better than cure"; for me to prevent getting more attached, I'll just distance myself even though it hurts me. If that shitty situation happens again, I don’t know who to ask for help anymore.

Why can't I just have a fun talk with somebody!? I always bring up some depressing shit that might bore them, and then they think I'm emo or edgy. I know most of my friends told me that they can be there for me 24/7, but I can't just vent everything to them; they have to deal with their own conflicts too. So what now? Why can't I just live peacefully and leave my past in the past? I swear to God, my life is just a cycle of bullshit experiences that happen to me over and over again. Can I avoid it? Am I manifesting it to happen again? Is this another challenge from God for me? Is it my fault? Is that why it's happening again? I don’t know anymore. That doesn't mean your friend is always there for you; you can vent anytime. Give boundaries and respect their time too. If you take too much, they might judge you.

When will it be my turn to be their priority and to be loved? I want someone who thinks that we both deserve each other. I don’t care if we don't have similarities as long as we can make and build our relationship together. As long as we help each other grow, I'm okay with it. As long as we're both honest and trust each other, I'm okay with it. Is this too much to ask?

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I will be making more rants series coz it helps me to unwind and pour all my emotions through writings. This is how I handle my feelings, instead of covering my face with a pillow, sobbing, ranting in front of my 3ft. bear, I just open my notes or get a pen and paper to express what I feel. This really helps me. Sometimes I look back at my notes, read it and I feel a satisfied that I get through that with a little pity for myself since I've been through that phase.

[atmymercy]

Hello again honey, First i would like to thankyou for being so sweet and generous with me. I really appreciate your time, efforts and energy that you put in doing my reading!!

Awww!! thankyou for the compliment as well, that is just so sweet of you. Receiving compliments about your energy really makes your day, and infact i do agree that choosing a certain card is not so easy because every tarot card had it's very own beauty to it. But I would say the card you chose definitely RESONATES well with your energy and your nature.

And here's a feedback for the reading; Tbh my future Spouse is really sweet and supporting him saying that we can chace stroms together later just made me go emotional but at the same time the reading was very empowering, made me realise my own potential and how strong i really am. The reading was resonating, I do have been experiencing some doubts and stuff regarding almost everything but the way your words and his words empowered me I'm just so greatful. The reading was actually a relief, and beautiful. The fact the reading resonated sm with the empress card i can't. The words..OMG!! I want this man rn and kiss him hard.

Love you love, you are definitely a gentleman. And i love you already. 🤍🧿

Thankyou so much once again to you because it was you that represented his messages in such a beautiful way. Very very greatful. Hope you have an amazing day/night ahead lovely. The interactions with you are just soo sweet. 🥰

hello jasmine!

awww! thank you for calling me sweet and generous! that means so much to me that you can see that and recognize that in me! aww! you're going to make me cry! lol and thank you so much for recognizing my efforts, time and energy! that is so sweet and i appreciate you and your words so much!

ooh i was happy to compliment you, honey! i could feel the effort and focus you put into your ask and it shows! it really is fun when somebody notices your energy and takes the time to express it as well! your empress beauty is there, honey! and strong! probably a superpower of yours! lol

aww i'm so glad that the reading connected with you so much that it made you emotional! you know it's something true and personal when that happens and i'm so happy i could just be apart of the process to help you! you are empowered! so be careful not to disempower yourself in the process! you should be a relief to yourself a sanctuary!

and he does sound like a sweetie! your gentlemen to help calm the storm! i'm so glad he could do that for you today! woot!

my pleasure, honey! i'm so glad you decided to participate and join another of my giveaway! woot! aww! i love being called sweet! i hope you come back again soon, honey!

love & light!

-tea

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