Mexican women deserve so much better than the rampant machismo that plagues Mexico
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Mexican women deserve so much better than the rampant machismo that plagues Mexico
my talents include avoiding difficult conversations and getting really sad over things i saw coming
“I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.” – Jane Austen in Pride and Prejudice
advice from a friend in recovery
no matter what is wrong, there’s a pretty good chance that just getting some sleep will fix it (or at least make it not as bad). it’s the biological equivalent of “turn it off and then back on again”
take advantage of your local library. it’s got free water, bathrooms, heating, and (hopefully) air conditioning, and if you’re lucky, it might have free wifi, computers to use, tutoring, and more.
there’s always that one bookstore or coffee shop that you love to spend time at, but can never remember just how good it is when you’re not there. put a note in your phone or on your wall. go there when you’re having a bad day. remind yourself that there are safe places in this world.
there will be people in your life who are there for you when nobody else is. reach out to them. they might not be your best friends, but they are good people, and talking to them will make you happy.
find time to meditate. as little as three minutes a day will make a tremendous difference in your stress and burnout.
make a playlist for songs that mean a lot to you, and keep it at the top of your list for a few months or years. when you need to feel something, scroll back as far as you can. think about the past, and how far you’ve come, and how much further you will go.
fill your life with little things that bring you joy. listen to classical music in the morning. paint your nails sparkly pink. have a cup of herbal tea during a study break. write down the little things you can do for yourself, so when it feels like there’s nothing left to live for, you have proof otherwise.
make art. it doesn’t have to be good, and it doesn’t need to mean anything. doodle something just because it’s pretty. knit a shapeless hat for your best friend. decorate an old pair of jeans with sharpies. mix paint into pretty colors. do something that makes you feel like a child again.
Ponte guapa para ti, sonríe para ti, haz planes para ti, sé feliz para ti y si él quiere compartirlo contigo, bien, y si no, más para ti
Gabriel García Márquez
*interacts with people*
*has to take a four hour nap*
“In the spring of 1940, when the Nazis overran France from the north, much of its Jewish population tried to escape the country towards the south. In order to cross the border, they needed visas to Spain and Portugal, and together with a flood of other refugees, tens of thousands of Jews besieged the Portuguese consulate in Bordeaux in a desperate attempt to get that life-saving piece of paper. The Portuguese government forbade its consuls in France to issue visas without prior approval from the Foreign Ministry, but the consul in Bordeaux, Aristides de Sousa Mendes, decided to disregard the order, throwing to the wind a thirty-year diplomatic career. As Nazi tanks were closing in on Bordeaux, Sousa Mendes and his team worked around the clock for ten days and nights, barely stopping to sleep, just issuing visas and stamping pieces of paper. Sousa Mendes issued thousands of visas before collapsing from exhaustion.
The Portuguese government—which had little desire to accept any of these refugees—sent agents to escort the disobedient consul back home, and fired him from the foreign office. Yet officials who cared little for the plight of human beings nevertheless had a deep reverence for documents, and the visas Sousa Mendes issued against orders were respected by French, Spanish and Portuguese bureaucrats alike, spiriting up to 30,000 people out of the Nazi death trap. Sousa Mendes, armed with little more than a rubber stamp, was responsible for the largest rescue operation by a single individual during the Holocaust.”
—Homo Deus: A Brief History of Tomorrow by Yuval Noah Harari
“How often has the timing been wrong? How often have we had to move along like we didn’t feel something?”
— N.M.Sanchez, from Initial Meeting
What is it like as a woc to exist as an individual? As a person without responsibility owed to others except for yourself?
I don’t think I’ve ever met a woc that can honestly say they make decisions 100% for themselves without going through a list of people they might have to give answers to in one way or another unless they are unmarried, without children, and estranged from their family
But moc on the other hand…
literally every skin and hair care professional in the world: hot showers are really damaging!!!
me, stepping out of the shower into a bathroom filled floor to ceiling with steam, my skin glowing neon pink after i’ve scrubbed every inch of my body raw under boiling water: Interesting!
The Palacio de Correos de Mexico (Postal Palace of Mexico City)