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Is healing from depression just like being an addict? You do well and improve your behavior, and then, you have a relapse and it fucking tears you apart? Like, is there a support group for depressed people? Specifically, fat depressed women? Like, yes, I’m depressed, I’m also fat and feel shame about that, I’m also a woman who is expected socially to complete so many tasks. Any chance this exists along with my dead moms club?
I wonder if there’s a dead mom support group. not one of those “my mom was my best friend” groups. I want a support group for kids who got fucked up like I did. I want a support group for kids who got yelled at for leaving their mom’s presence. Latchkey kids who never adjusted well to society because their main source of love was toxic and controlling. A support group for kids who’s moms smacked their hands with hair brushes because the ponytails were too tight. Just a straight up, my mom is dead, fuck off, I want to cry and throw things and yell at every shit head that tells me she’s an “ angel” fuck you. She was a problematic person, but she was my fucking mom. Maybe just a support group for people who had someone die during covid. We yell at people at throw things and tell the stories of how our parents fucked us up as children, yet we still miss them and love them.
This has been a shitty shitty year. emotinoal and spiritual unrest, i keep gaining weight, slowly losing an UPHILL battle with my fucking depression, Im not loving my job becuase its fueled by greed and OH YEAH I GOT DUMPED. Also I managed to start getting heartburn. fuck this year
i’m needing some love and some prayers. Still in shock over how my day went. But I’ve got God on my side and that’s all I need. But Its still hard.
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Kentucky Rep Will Only Let Dudes Have Boner Pills If Their Wives Say It’s OK
Oh great, some liberal Democrat Kentucky lady is trying to be FUNNY now, and she’s doing jokes about something that should NEVER be joked about, namely the God-given right of every red-blooded American man to have all his patriotic red blood patriotically rush to his penis at a moment’s notice.
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After abortion: Post-abortion affirmations to remember when people criticize you for having an abortion
They’re wrong.
Abortion is responsible. You are a responsible person, and you made a responsible choice.
Nobody can judge you unless they’ve been in your situation, and nobody will ever be in the exact same situation as you.
You’re on the right path. You know what’s best for yourself, your body, and your life.
Other people’s opinions of your decision don’t affect whether your decision was right or not.
Your experience was valid.
No one’s experience is the standard.
Many people support your decision and recognize your ability to make decisions for yourself.
Not their uterus, not their opinion.
They need to mind their own business.
You do not ever have the duty to sustain the life of another. You can if you want to, but you don’t ever have to, regardless of why the other needs your help or their relationship to you. [x]
It is your body being used. You get to call the shots. [x]
For religious people: You are created in the image of God. Your spirit is divine.
It’s okay to feel regret or remorse. It doesn’t mean you’re a bad person or that other people are right to criticize you.
You don’t have to apologize to anyone.
If you believe everyone has a right to an abortion, extend that same courtesy to yourself.
Screw the haters.
Cut negative people out of your life.
Do some self-care.
Life is not about pleasing everybody.
You are brave, strong, and capable, but that doesn’t mean you can’t get hurt or tired. Take care of yourself and your needs.
You are resilient, whole, and beautiful as you are.
Call 1-866-4-EXHALE if you need to talk to someone about it.
You don’t have to go through this alone. It’s okay to ask for help and support.
You’re doing your best, and you deserve to be proud of yourself.
Rural Questions #1
Does everybody else know that children’s song about eating bees or was that exclusive to my area
wait that sounds familiar how does it go
(Gather children in a large circle)
*with hands clasped*:
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII’M
brINGING home a baby bumblebee
won’t my mama be so proud of me
I’M BRINGIN HOME A BABY BUMBLEBEE
OUCH! it stung me
*while smushing hands together*:
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII’M
squishING up a baby bumblebee
wON’T my mama be so proud of me
I’M SQUISHING UP A BABY BUMBLEBEE
EW! it’s all over me
*with tongue out, pretending to lick hands*:
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII’M
LICKing up a baby bumblebee
wON’T my mama be so proud of me
I’M LICKING UP A BABY BUMBLEBEE
GROSS! It’s inside me
OPTIONAL:
*Bent over and heaving*:
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII’M
BARFING UP A BABY BUMBLEBEE
wON’T my mama be so proud of me
I’M PUKING UP A BABY BUMBLEBEE
YUCK! it’s all over me!
BONUS LINE:
(Taking it back to third)
*while smushing hands together*:
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII’M
LICKing UP A BABY BUMBLEBEE
what in the hell why would your mother be proud of you for eating bees what the fuck is this?
Today I felt the love and embrace of God. My whole life I have preached that God is all about love and anyone that tells you differently is wrong. When you do something that makes you question where you stand in your church, you get scared. You start listening to the terrible people that stand on a sidewalk wearing crucifixes and chanting hatred. But today, I felt God again. I felt love and was shown love. I was allowed a blessing. God is good. He is with me in the darkest of hours even when I think he has turned against me. The storm is over and now I have to keep myself above the water. But the love I felt today makes me feel so much more hope.
you know what really gets my goat?
el chupacabra
Just letting y’all know I’ve scrolled past that “reblog or your mom will die in x amount of seconds” post several times and nothings happened. She’s fine. Don’t worry about it. I promise nothing will happen to your mother if you don’t reblog it. Fuck the person who made that post in the first place because it’s just cruel and does nothing but play around with people’s anxiety.
Giving credit where credit is due.
I’m just going to leave this here.
Christmas Mistletoe.
Reblog and see who leaves you a kiss in your ask box. ;)
this was an absolute fucking disaster last year let’s do this
europeans: those MOZELM countRIES won't ALlow moZLem womEN TO GET EDUCatioN?!1!!@
europeans: so anyway we're going to ban hijab and niqab from school discouraging them from seeking education :)
There is literally nothing in nature that blooms all year long, so do not expect yourself to do so.
I needed this so much.
Things disabled people don’t owe you:
medical information
positive attitudes
their backstory
their last bit of energy to see you
or any of their energy
or time
or anything at all??
disabled people don’t owe you anything
