i never expect a man to hold a door open for me but if that’s the strongest oppression men face then damn.. they got it good. the sexism women face is a lot tougher. often times when a woman is raped she’s asked what she was wearing as if that would be an excuse to rape her. i have been told by my own father that i, as a female, belong in the kitchen doing housework. no one ever tells men “you belong at an oil rig”. women are constantly broken down for not always having perfectly tiny waists and big breasts and long hair or for not being “feminine” enough. women still only make approximately 77 cents to every dollar a man makes. women are ridiculed for being sexually active. they are called sluts and whores and they are constantly berated for promiscuity when men are praised. a woman often cannot even control what she does with her own body. laws restrict her from personal decisions when it comes to abortion. men can leave but women are left with babies they can’t support because they were unable to do anything about it. women across the world are killed yes, killed, because they walk down streets believing they’re safe only to be attacked by men. women have been murdered for turning men down. women are afraid to say no to men because of the way men handle rejection and men know this but they do not care. all men can seem to say is “not all men are like that” but i’ll tell you what. when i no longer feel nervous walking down the street, and i earn what men earn for the same job, and i don’t have to worry about “well if i wear this i might get raped” then maybe the harsh realities that men face like opening doors for women or paying for dinner will become more of a sexism issue to me
French artist Gilbert Legrand adds some whimsy into everyday objects by transforming them into delightful characters.
Oh all the feels
so on july 4th my grandparents wound up at a lady gaga concert in canada
So, I was having some thoughts about last night’s episode that ended up being incredibly feelsie. Headcanon, of course.
I was thinking about the person who healed Michael after the Furiad incident. At the time, when I watched the episode, I just assumed it was Uriel coming to heal her brother,…
Reddit user IMAMenlo found a handwritten note on an empty chair at the San Francisco Airport. It didn’t have anything except “read me” written on the outside.
This is what it says:
I recently left an emotionally abusive relationship.
After months of insults I wont repeat, false accusations, lies, delusions, broken mirrors, nightly battles…. I left. I know that I was being poisoned by each day that I stayed. So with a heavy heart, I left my lover of three years, knowing that I had already put it off too long. At first he begged, then he cursed, but eventually he paced his bags and faded out of my life like a bad dream.
For the first few weeks, my body seemed to reject this. For three years I had seen the world through him-colered glasses. I didn’t know who I was without him. Despite the kindness of friends and even strangers. I could not help feeling utterly alone.
But it was this sense of aloneness that set me free. Somewhere along the way, I let go. I released all of the painful memories, the names he had called me, the shards of him buried deep in my brain. I stopped believing the things he had made me think about myself. I began to see how extraordinary, breathtakingly beautiful life is. I meditated, drank too much coffee, talked to strangers, laughed at nothing. I wrote poetry and stopped to smell and photograph every flower. Once I discovered that my happiness depends only on myself, nothing could hurt me anymore.
I have found and continue to find peace. Each day I am closer to it than I was yesterday. I am a work in progress but I am full to the brim with gratitude and joy.
And so, since I have opened a new chapter in my life, I want to peacefully part with the contents of the last chapter. The end of my relationship was the catalyst for a wealth of positive changes in my life. It was a symbol, most importantly, it was an act of self-love. It was a realization that I deserved to be happy and I could choose to be. And so, in an effort to leave behind the things that do not help me grow, I am letting go of a relic from the painful past.
I wore this necklace-a gift from him-every day for over two years. To me, letting it go is a joyous declaration that I am moving forward with strength and grace and deep, lasting peace.
Please accept this gift as a reminder that we all deserve happiness. Whoever you are, and whatever pain you have faced, I hope you find peace.
I hope this inspired/encouraged anyone going through the same thing to leave.
When a source tells you he has to go but hasn’t responded to your question