#i had a friend tell me they didnt want to attend a seminar because it was just going to be the prof reaming out white men for societys ails

[supersoftly]

When you look at how people actually become part of the alt-right or white supremacist movement, that's not how it works. They aren't well-intentioned white guys who were criticized too much by college feminists. It has a lot in common with how people join gangs and cults. Often a combination of poor education, bad family life, and an intense desire for belonging. Then being taken advantage of by bad people who want to manipulate and use them for their own gain. You can't just blame feminists.

Wanna do me a quick favour and look up Earl Silverman?

But also, no one is saying that they are the only ones to blame or that what you've suggested isn't part of whats contributing. You missed the point of the post if you think it's about the blame game and not the 'we should stop calling young white men the source of all evil' game.

[twinkletwinkee]

EP 12 ramblings

I’m honestly really disappointed in this episode. I love 2gether but the last three episodes were really weird for me. Episode 10 and 11 seemed like fillers while Episode 12 is one hell of a ride.

EP 12 completely destroyed Wat’s character. Don’t get me wrong, I love the part where Wat tried to appease Tine’s insecurities but my god, not even a minute after Tine poured his heart out and told Wat how he fucking cried all night because of all the negative thoughts gnawing at his head, we have Wat defensively snatching a paper from Tine???? How realistic is that??? Did the writers honestly think we’ll eat that shit up?

Wat was really something else in this episode. In the part where he was introducting Pam to his band, his fucking bandmates knew that Tine was jealous! How can he miss that!!? And for the love of god, why did he not introduce Tine at all to Pam????????? HE FUCKING WANTED TO NAME HIS IG LOVETINE THEN SUDDENLY YOU’re TELLING ME HE’s ALL SHY AND EMBARRASSED WITH HIS HIGHSCHOOOL FRIEND??????????

And the last part oh my gOD. HOw can they not have Wat chase after Tine?????? Wtf was that??????????

AND HOW CAN WAT SLEEP WHILE TINE CRIED BESIDE HIM????? WHY DIDNT HE ASK TINE WHAT WAS WRONG? WHY ARE YOU NOT ASLEEP? WHY ARE YOU LISTENING TO MUSIC AT THIS HOUR?? WHATS BOTHERING YOU??? ASDFGHHKKL

Then we have this old trope in BL dramas demonizing women. I loved how 2gether tried to veer away from that with Pear and Earn. But they destroyed Pam. They made her a vile relationship wrecker. The show really made her go out of her way, transfer colleges, and change her entire fucking major just to chase after Wat??? Who she knew was in a relationship??? I mean, they really made her this one dimensional bitch who had the audacity to say outloud that she wanted Wat back because he found a new friend??

[NOVEL SPOILER] In the book, Pam was a sweet girl. She supported Wat and Tine. She was in the phone when Wat tried to re-assure Tine that nothing was going on between him and Pam. The two lovesick idiots even forgot that she was still on the phone!

With all these UNNECESSARY ANGST AND DRAMA, are you telling me that they could wrap it all up in one episode??? No no no no. We spent 10 episodes building up Tine and Wat’s relaitonship - from strangers to friends to lovers. How can they breakup and reconcile in just 1 episode? That would be unrealistic as hell.

We still have ManType to worry about. Are we not getting any character development from Type?? Who was the person in the polaroid photo he was holding while crying? Why was he attending so many personal growth/healing seminars??? Just because Man stopped chasing after him, he’ll do a 180???? I expected more from his character to be honest. From the way the show built him, he came off as someone coming out from a bad relationship with a lot of trust issues (like Tine).

I really have high hopes for 2gether. I thought it would at least be progressive in how it handles these problematic tropes in BL dramas.

[fymoanstax]

Monsta X as Professors

This was not requested but Admin Ponyo just,,,,,,thought of it. Hope you guys enjoy!

Shownu

Teaches Political Science

‘You can call me Hyunwoo or Mr. H I don’t really care just don’t call me sir because it makes me feel old’

Monotone voice makes you want to fall asleep during lecture

Gives direct answers to exams

If the question is like ‘when was the declaration of independence signed?’

On the study guide/exam review it’ll say ‘make sure you know the day the declaration was signed’

Easy A class

Doesn’t take attendance bc there are like 200 people in class

Every day is casual friday

Dresses more like a student

Arrives to class late sometimes

No homework

He’s the professor where you’re kind of like ‘should I be having these thoughts about him?’

Sometimes he'll just put on Law and Order™ because its it's too much of a hassle to actually teach that day

On the first day of class he asked in the middle if the students wanted to take a break for 20 minutes or just keep going and get out of class early.

Gives out candy on review days

Despite seeming like he doesn't care he wants his students to be socially aware and active in politics

Really raising the next generation of leaders 11/10 would take this class

Wonho

Teaches education courses

But he also Handles 1st year seminars

Makes people call him coach for no reason

Very inspirational

Female students swoon over him

Wears dress pants and dress shirts and dress shoes

BUT NO BLAZER OR JACKET OR ANYTHING

Rolls up his sleeves a lil

You know those biceps are LI VINg

‘I can be your mentor’ (du du du du du du du du, get it. Like,,,,,’i can be your hero’ okay nvm)

Always comes into class right on the dot

Lectures include a lot of uplifting quotes

Has powerpoints with cute animations, transitions and lots of videos

Stays behind after class and is surrounded by students wanting to talk to him

Has a good rating on ratemyprofessor plus a whole chili pepper bc lots of people take his class

No phones in class because he wants everyone to pay attention but newsflash they already are

No electronics in general

Says attendance doesn't count but passes around a sign in sheet bc he wants to make sure people that show up are rewarded

Minhyuk

Teaches nutrition courses

Wears tracksuits to class

Talks about staying healthy and eating well but shows up late to class with burger king

Has never been to a gym unless pokemon go counts

When people go to his office hours they find him playing overwatch

Gives a lot of extra credit

Makes twitter deals with his students

‘If this post gets 100k retweets our professor will give us all As’

Assigns homework randomly

Next class he has forgotten he assigned homework at all

Until a student brings it up

‘Did I assign that? Okay yeah hand it in then.’

Gives everyone As for the sake of not grading

Actually forgets to grade entire exams

Tells students when pop quizzes will happen

‘Well we’re gonna have a pop quiz this week and if its not today then it must be,,,,the only other time we meet this week.’ *wink*

Asks students to call him the Italian Stallion despite not being Italian or a stallion.

Asks everyone how their weekend was and really does want some stories.

*finished a chapter like 15 minutes early* “You guys want to stop here?”

Group work all the time

He likes it because even he learns from it

Kihyun

Math professor

High level math like calc 2 or smth

Wears suits to class

Doesn’t give study guides or do review days

Homework every week

Only 6 questions

1a, 1b, 1c, 1d, 1e, 1f, 1g, 1h, 1i, 1j, 1k, 1l…….you know

Has never cancelled a class

Gives you dirty look if you walk out of class early

‘We still have 45 seconds of class don’t pack up’

Syllabus is 15 pages long

No calculators allowed

‘You learned this in math 126 so i won’t go over it’ UH YEAH 3 SEMESTERS AND AN ENTIRE SUMMER AGO BOI

Asks for homework at the beginning of class

Before you even walk in

If it’s not in your hand no points for the day

Takes attendance daily + counts as 20% of grade

Only allowed 1 excused absence with note

Always bashes the rival university by using said university as the bad examples in word problems.

“Professor what does this have to do with math"

“Nothing I just hate (insert university here)”

At the end of the semester he said “I should have called you guys worms and then at the end said ‘congratulations you are all now maggots’"

Tough professor but everyone loves him still

Hyungwon

Teaches classes on law

ALWAYS has his hair styled and his suit looking pristine

Fashionably late is reAL for this man

Student: ‘I heard if the professor doesn’t show up for 15 minutes we can le-...’

Hyungwon: ‘You can leave whenever. Nobody’s stopping you’

*INSERT SASSY WALK AWAY*

Takes like 10 minutes to get settled before starting lecture

Carries a briefcase to class to look professional but its empty

Students fear him

His beauty AND his brains

Tells class that there will be pop quizzes

Never has a pop quiz in the entire semester

Mock trials every week

Will destroy his students during mock trials but its for their own good

‘There’s too much traffic so I’m cancelling class’

Helps students practice their law poker face by making memey faces at them

It’s part of the final

Laugh or smile is minus 10 points

During an exam he stopped everyone so he could show them a meme.

Jooheon

Teaches music appreciation

Students call him sir

He thinks its funny

One page syllabus and all you do is sign and return it

Asks his students for new music suggestions

Goes off on tangents about his life

‘Yeah, last week I adopted a new dog and his name is Bark Obama’

Will show you videos of his dog on FACEBOOK

When he goes off on tangents he stops mid story and says “why am I telling you this? I dont know”

Dances in front of the class

Will dance to anything

Gregorian chants

Clair de lune

Anything by Chopin

Always wears a hat to class bc he changes his hair color often but that’s seen as unprofessional

Is always down to sit and talk about some good songe

‘Appreciate the music’

‘Feel the music’

‘BE THE MUSIC’

Once his students walked in and he was playing All Star by Smash Mouth and he claimed it was “because if he didnt hear it now it would be stuck in his head forever"

Changkyun

Biology professor

Syllabus is riddled with biology puns

*walks into class* ‘The name’s bond. Hydrogen bond. Just kidding I’m your professor Im Changkyun’

Doesn’t know how to spell,,,,,,,,,,,,,proffesor,,,,,,,proffessor,,,,,,professor,,,,,,,,,

Sits on his desk at the front of the class while lecturing

Relates to his students

The professor you will accidentally run into on the street

Or at coachella who knows

Guaranteed to break at least one microscope or test tube during the semester

Shows the class he can rap the beginning of nicki minaj’s super bass perfectly

Won’t stop talking about his friends dog Bark Obama

Gossips about other professors

A genuinely great teacher

Cares about his students

Wants them to succeed

Wants them to thank him in their speeches when they win awards for ground breaking discoveries

‘All you have to say is I owe all I know to my old professor Im Changkyun. It’s not that hard Kenny.’

Everything went wrong at a lab once when he was a TA and he got so done he just cancelled the lab. He had no fear of getting in trouble

Has puns on his slides that nobody understands.

‘Biology is the best science. Physics and Chemistry can choke but go off I guess.’

Sometimes doesnt wear shoes in class

[yourdiag-nonsense-blog]

A title ?

I guess it’s funny to me that whenever I started this tumblr page I must have been at least 18 and apparently thought naming it after a line from one of my favourite movies would be cool or edgy maybe . A line from a movie that now seems to me more serious than cool and more close to home than the edgy feel I’d been going for. What’s your diag-nonsense then?

I had thought about not writing this at all and after all what good does it do to dwell on your issues . Maybe this has been my problem all along and infact according to my counsellor perhaps is the same for many people in the West of Scotland . This inability to accept that dwelling on your own thoughts and feeling is not weakness . Beating yourself up for being unable to cope does not make you shit at life .Sharing your most mental thoughts with another can actually be refreshing even if its just to know you arent alone . Its funny to think how readily we read instructions for everything else but when it comes to our own brains - brains that are more complex than your tv or computer we are so ready to just handle them on our own with no guidance and shrug off all the issues.

I recently found myself at a music festival , a music festival that I had been excited for , a music festival that would not be something out of the ordinary for me “normal me ” to attend . Yet we got there and I felt sick, sick to my stomach and I was scared so so scared . I didnt understand why and so like most people when we don’t understand or can’t explain something rationally I shrugged it off and pushed it to one side . Making excuses like I’ve been in the sun too long or I’ve drank too much . Later that evening the feeling grew and I made my partner take me to the medical tent all the while feeling embarrassed and like I was ruining the weekend for other people . It’s there that after many checks I was told that my heart rate was possibly a little high but otherwise I was fine . How do you sit there and tell a medical professional , no I’m not fine and I can’t tell you how far from fine I feel and I think I’m going to die. Well the answer is you don’t, at least not in my case anyway . No I hopped off the bed and thanked him for his time and embarrassingly went back to my partner having to tell him it was nothing and return to our friends . Everyday for the rest of that festival I didn’t drink because I needed to feel in control of whatever this was my body was doing and so I got up and put on a brave face and did my best to go have fun . Every night though after the last band I’d feel so so tired more tired than I’ve ever felt before and I couldn’t stay awake and party with my friends. I Didn’t realise how exhausting it is to pretend you are okay all the time . This was just the beginning for me .

Right at the end of this festival I finally decided to try tell my partner what was going on as ridiculous as the sensible part of my brain thought that was going to sound . I did my best to explain the need to be sober to be in control just incase I got unwell or the overwhelming sense of dread that made no sense to me . I’ve been in large crowds before and I love music and I’m not unwell so what could this be . My partner was great I can’t fault him he comforted me and promised me as soon as we got home I could see a doctor and we would figure this all out .

So now I’m a few months on and my final diagnosis seems to be generalised anxiety disorder specifically health anxiety based . Now before I go into my healing process I want to say how hard it is for me to write that diagnosis . I am not someone that exactly believes in “anxiety” or maybe I should say I didn’t believe . My own father has suffered from depression for many years and I viewed it as an excuse for his bad behaviours and his tendency to mess life up for himself . I was that person moaning about all those people sharing anxiety posts on Facebook and complaining about how badly it messes with their lives . I thought anxiety was just something everyone had at some point and surely if you wanted to overcome it well then you could. I’d complain often about people not helping themselves but continuing to post these cries for attention . How wrong I have been . I think possibly I knew at that festival what it was I was experiencing but it felt like there is a stigma attached to saying I’m having an anxiety attack or I think I have anxiety . One that made me feel embarrassed that this could be happening to me . I don’t worry about all these things that I’m worrying about , normal me doesn’t burst into tears everytime I get a twinge in my head, old me didn’t wear a fitbit to track my heart rate and call the doctor everytime I noticed an anomaly. I think it took a long time for me to process that all those versions are the same me . Where am I now ? After a few months of some highs and extreme lows and plenty of tears I found the strength to admit I needed more help to conquer this. I signed up to counselling sessions through occupational health and began seeing a wonderful woman Maragaret . As you can imagine I went to my session a sceptic or at least doubting that talking about it more was going to solve it but alas you cant moan about others not helping themselves if you aren’t willing to do it yourself . My first session I have to admit I mostly cried , I couldn’t tell whether they were sad or happy tears but there was relief there . Just relief to speak about it , relief to finally admit this is real and to finally stop playing it down for the sake of people around me . We established straight away that I am not alone and what I was going through is not unusual . We also talked about loss and I couldn’t understand why loss related to my situation as I had automatically assumed that loss refereed only to losing a person . Maragaret was quick to tell me I had lost a person , id lost me or at least the me I was familiar with the me that ended up with a kidney infection because I couldn’t be bothered going to the doctors when I was in pain and not this new me that poked and prodded herself so much it was no wonder I was worried about that weird red mark on my wrist or that tender feeling near my knee . In the past few months I had been to the hospital convinced I was having a heart attack, the doctors because I was so sure I had a blood clot in my leg and then received a referral for the headache clinic because I was so sure I had braintumours . Now writing this I know it’s total nonsense what person in their right mind does those things. Well apparently I did … Some days it got so bad I thought I might just go to A&E and stand and shout till they gave me all the scans and tests that I thought were going to finally put my mind at ease but of course it doesn’t work like that. So loss I had infact lost myself.

I was given a task to write down things the little evil person on my shoulder might say to me and I did and when I read it back they were awful . It was then ten times worse when Margaret read them out , like really how can you help yourself when those are the ways you put yourself down all the time . So compassion, compassion was a lesson to learn for me . A way to make myself take time out in an anxiety fueled situation and compassionately talk myself down and give rational , sensible advice that didn’t involve just yelling things at myself for not working how I think I should . For not being good enough to go out and enjoy something that should be happy without ruining it all being a panicked mess. So my method as awfully simple as it seems is when the closing black walls start moving their way in I breath and I count and I remind myself that this, this is nothing and that I am 26 and I have already made it through so many things . I am strong and healthy and I have so much to see and I am going to live for this moment right here because as wise Margaret told me “if you have one foot in the past and one in the future you are effectively pissing in the here and now ” .

Be understanding also , I watched a mindfullness seminar recently I believe it might have been on tedtalks . A suggested method from the speaker was to give your brain a name , you know like an old friend . So when your brain starts running off on it’s crazy train pulling out every bad thought and possibility of the day you can answer it . Sensible you can tell Brenda , you know what Brenda I’ve heard what you had to say but I don’t think I’m gonna take that road today . I know it sounds ridiculous but it made me laugh and I liked it and those are small things to live for .

I know this has been a long post but I think I wanted to write about how something that I didn’t believe was real happened to me . I wanted the chance to take back all those negative non believing vibes I’d put out and be upfront and honest about my experience. Life isn’t Instagram perfect and sometimes I think we forget that. I am not healed and I am far from finished my journey but I am happy and well and alive and that right now is more than I’ve felt in months. I wanted to remind anyone going through anything at all that’s it’s alright and it does get better. I wanted to remind myself so I can read back how horrible it was but not to dwell on the bad just to remind myself of how good it feels to have anxiety free days and of how good it feels to know it’s not something to be embarrassed about and I did something about it and I’ll continue doing things about it so that I can live always in the here and now. So don’t forget compassion and understanding and remember to laugh at yourself in between. It’s alright to be a bit crazy

[vitalmindandbody]

Why I Don’t Involve To Have The ‘Perfect’ Body To Be A Health Coach

Bread or no dough? Bread!

Soup or salad? Soup!

Out of 40 health and wellness colleagues in the area, I was the only person who told soup and bread.

Not only that, but I was instantly met by a sea of judgment. Everyone cautiously ate their light-green needles of lettuce so mindfully, being careful of their every move.

One person enunciated, Oh, you got the soup. How neat. Yes, it is nice. And it is fucking delicious.

I unapologetically affection food. I love to cook it, eat it and savor it. As a health coach, I likewise do care about what I feed not in a dogmatic method, but in a affectionate way.

You visualize, I have an stunning tie-in with my body. I listen to it. I do not listen to fad diets, convenience store sell or blog haters.

I listen to my mas. It tells me exactly what it needs and when.

And on that rainy day in NYC, it articulated, Lindsey, I could use some bread and soup. I listened, and guess what? I was right.

Now, for most people, bread and soup is considered a bad snack, but a leafy light-green salad is good banquet. Because as much as we love to label parties, we cherish labeling food, too.

While I sat back and whole-heartedly enjoyed my soup and eat, detecting enormous about my decision, I could see the inconvenience and anxiety so many of all my fellow members were feeling.

Being in the health manufacture, I am judged for two things: my meat picks and my size.

I recollect used to go for fro-yo in my hometown once, and someone discerned me as the Food Mood Girl.

The group , not knowing that my husband was right by them, commented on how they are only couldnt belief I was feeing fro-yo, as if experiencing my fruit-filled consider was like pledging faithfulnes to the dessert devil.

A few days later, another friend told me her mother-in-law was on my website, and she was surprised parties took my advice because I wasnt scrawny enough.

Not simply was I committing to the dessert devil, but now my sizing was being questioned. Normally, I would let this proceed, but I couldnt assistance suppose, What is wrong with my width?

Ive been the same size for the better part of my life. Ive been a size 6 since about ninth grade. The only big change would be my bra length, which is to be expected because puberty.

But for the most part, my shape and form nature has stayed the same.

As a teen, I recollect experiencing inadequate around your best friend and peers. I wasnt skinny or overweight, but what was I?

When it came to guys and plays, I always felt like I fell short. I felt like I wasnt quite thin enough for either.

Id ever get picked somewhere in the middle for dodgeball and times. It wasnt bad, but it also never prepared me feel good.

Fast-forward to my job as a health and nutrition coach, author and orator. When I attend health and fitness seminars and occurrences, I detect the same precise way.

Im not skinny or fit, but Im not overweight, either. Yet, I still feel this weird in-between sentiment, still not knowing what the hell I am.

And then I realized: I am a medium-sized girl. Im not skinny , not overweight. Im simply medium.

Once I realized that, I had to wonder, Since when was being medium-sized not health? Since when did a size 6 or 8 or 10 abruptly become a fitness lack?

We live in a culture that profits off of self-hate, one that wants us to accept even a medium-sized frame is not worthy of things like adore, health, kindness or adoption. Even a medium chassis has lots of work to do because the smaller the dress size, the most valuable of a human you are.

And regardless of whatever luggage and shit you have going on in their own lives, if you are thin, you are a lighthouse of health to certain people.

The last time I departed for a physical, they took my elevation, load and blood pressure.

OK, your quantities gaze fine. You are all good and healthy, they said.

They didnt once allege, How are you doing mentally? Are you taking experience for yourself? Are you practicing self-love? Do you have a healthy imaginative store? How are your personal relationships? How do you cope with bad eras?

Those doubts tell me much more about my health and well-being than a dress length or a scale ever could.

As I sat back and watched how each one of my colleagues quietly evaluated me for telling bread and soup, I couldnt improve but seem sad for them. Not simply were they missing out on the best fucking tomato soup Ive ever had( severely, Im still daydream about it ), but because they judged me for some soup and dough, I envisage they evaluate themselves even more harshly.

I imagine their own judgments and being in the industry has constituted them extra cautious about their every move, representing them seem forever on edge about their meat alternatives and how others comprehend them.

Theyve possibly not only yielded meat bad descriptions, but theyve also maybe even given themselves worse ones.

So, what if we quit labeling and adjudicating ourselves by our size, load, meat selections and figure, and instead start cherishing and respecting ourselves for our sentiments, invention and vitality?

And what if “were starting” basing our views of others on those happenings rather than the labels weve been learnt?

I bet you would not only have an amazing communication, but you would also meet other people health a lot differently.

I bet you would understand their zest, their spunk, their posture and their joy. I bet you would insure thoughts of yourself in them and wonder why you had been evaluating so difficult before.

And I bet you would learn to quit adjudicating yourself so harshly, and instead, youd hear to snack some soup and bread every now and then.

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