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Oh my god it’s been five years 😂😂😂😂
Congragulashuns on ur PhD!!👏👏👏
Thank you ❤️❤️❤️❤️
I know I disappeared and all, but I finally graduated and now I have a PhD in clinical psychology. So like, hey tumblr, what’s up? How are things?
notre dame is burning.
this is ok.
it has happened before. it will happen again. it has been lost before. it will be lost again. and again. and again. and again. art and architecture are transient, and temporary, and 850 years may seem like a lot to the individual, who will live maybe 100 if they are very lucky and very healthy, but even the pyramids at saqqara have only existed for about 6000 years and that’s still not all that much, if you consider the grand scheme of things.
yes, this is terrible. as someone who is deeply religious and literally a professional historian with a focus on art and architecture, this is terrible. im mourning. im gutted. im horrified and upset and miserable. but.
it’s not over.
victor hugo wrote hunchback because notre dame du paris was in the process of collapsing and falling apart, and revitalized the entire world’s focus and love for this church, and that was not even 200 years ago. it led to it being renovated.
the roof has fallen in. the scars of fires are on its buttresses. the rose window has fallen out. the beams and piers have collapsed. the spire has toppled. the stones have suffered, and will suffer again, but it is not gone.
renovation work is essential. sometimes things collapse and burn and break and have to come back. it’s not a terrorist attack, it’s renovation, an accident, but we have so much evidence, history, carefully documented everything on one of the most studied places in the world.
it’s not the end.
Hey so, French person here. And also an ex History student. I’m here to say: Please listen to o.p. above.
Obviously everyone is shocked but here’s a few important key facts:
The roof is completely gone. Part of it dated back from the 13th century but the rest was from the 19th. The stone arch roof under the top roof is fine.
One of the three main stained glass rose windows has fallen out. Most of the other stained glass windows are okay.
The spire has fallen down and that’s the saddest part. BUT! It was in the process of being restored and the 16 statues that were there were removed just four days ago! So they’re fine.
The main structure is still here and nothing has “burned down” unlike what some people have been saying.
The “treasure” (sacred objects) is safe.
Notre Dame is still there. It’s just damaged. Almost nothing was lost today, and nobody was wounded either. It’s scary, but it’s gonna be okay.
To the people that keep calling me stupid in the comments:
Yes, I know, the fire is still not completely out and the damage still needs to be fully evaluated. This comment is based on the live coverages I’ve been watching all evening.
However the worst is behind us even if the firemen have been saying it’s a “difficult fire” (”un feu difficile”).
On the topic of works of art that were inside:
“Good news: all the works of art were saved. The treasure of the Cathedral is intact, the Crown of thorns, the Holy sacraments.”
the academy snubbed timmy? What a bunch of horse shit.
LOL i matched on tinder with someone in a semi-famous band and this is how my life ends. catch y’all on the flip side.
Something people don’t understand about child abuse
One of the things that I really hate is that people don’t understand that survivors act differently and respond to their traumas in different ways.
I’m a survivor of csa and so is my friend. Her trauma made her extremely hypersexual while I could literally cry if someone even touched me.
My bf is a survivor of csa, I can talk for hours about my trauma if I felt safe enough while he NEVER brings it up.
A friend of mine is a survivor of emotional abuse and so am I. Her trauma made her angry while mine made me soft and defenseless.
My bf remembers every little detail about his trauma, while I repressed most of my childhood and traumas.
There’s no special “criteria” that you should fill in order to be a “valid” survivor, and there’s no specific way you should act if you were abused.
People respond to their traumas differently and it’s okay, your abuse is STILL valid no matter how you respond to it.
just a PSA to remind everyone that it’s also okay if you’re okay even if you’ve experienced abuse or trauma. Resilience is a thing and it explains why not everyone who has experienced trauma has PTSD. your experience is a valid experience, and you don’t have to feel like it was less severe because you’re psychologically fine.
My affection was never loud enough, and now you are gone for good.
all of my regrets come back to you| e.c
Shoutout to all the people who are trying hard to be more positive and make meaningful changes in their lives and work towards recovery because it’s hard and people definitely don’t say it enough, but focusing on yourself is very difficult & the progress you’re making is valuable.
Honestly, you have 2 choices
You can be an asshole and worry too much about what other people are doing who will absolutely never know you (e.g. celebrities) and try to become a hero for these people by patrolling how the rest of the world views and perceives their actions and who they are as people
or you can channel that energy into yourself. Becoming who you are is shaped by so many things; your upbringing, your friends, your social environment, biology, genetics, etc. You are a collection of your experiences, and at some point you should learn about those things. At some point you should figure out who you are and who you want to become, and you should channel your energy into that.
because at the end of the day, those celebrities don’t give a fuck about you. You gotta give a fuck about you. Be kind. be kind to yourself, to other people, to your social environment. And first impressions, whether they be on the internet or in real life often shape the rest of our interactions.
If i find out any of my mutuals unfollowed me...
well then i guess they won’t see this because they don’t follow me, but i hope they are all drinking enough water and getting enough sleep because life is too hard to ALSO be tired and dehydrated.
honestly i thought my job was nuts with dudes swallowing razors and shit, but it turns out that tumblr is way weirder.
Only on fucking Tumblr is constantly harassing a woman, calling her names, saying she’s got an eating disorder, calling her abusive, implying she raped her husband, and saying she deserves to get her children taken away “just an opinion” and calling someone who is harassing your wife a dummy is “being a horrific immature bully” like fuck offfffffffff
The fuckkkkkk these people on?????
I like where everyone’s heads are at right now. I like a good rebellion. Let’s fight someone.
yeah imma need a gofundme for Timmy to shave his gross facial hair off
I leave for like 6 months and this is what happens. why god, why.
I live in wisconsin now and i need some friends.
when the Lorde said “I care for myself the way I used to care about you” millions of shitty ex boyfriends all over the word were exterminated and i dont think people talk about this event enough tbh
Remember that story from the CMBYN shoot when Timmy stepped on Armie’s feet because he was not wearing shoes and the ground was too hot. Yeah, I remember that too.
How can we forget..