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i-am-lady-larkin

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uraniumgeranium

My husband say, "my God. It's the Israeli Air Force".

mymotorcyclediaries

Love women who love the brine of life...Pickles, Olives, pickled jalapeños, sun-dried tomatoes, pickled ginger, pepperoncini, kimchi, pickled red onions

visenyaism

Had to ban the phrase “tricky dick” from my classroom during watergate lesson because saying the word dick in front of 30 fifteen year olds is like lighting a bomb and throwing it through the doorway but now they’re just calling him Richard the Treacherous like they’re all medieval peasants. gonna lose it

My dad sent money for my birthday after I asked him not to contact me unless someone was dead or injured. I'm not upset about the $50. They didn't pay for tooth cleanings or regular checkups when I was a kid, so they might as well chip in for the crown I need.

That being said, there is something fucked about having to use birthday money (wanted or not) to deal with a problem that wouldn't be a problem if my parents had just taken care of me.

#venting #reasons why we aren't in touch

seraphtrevs

STOP no more live-action remakes. We're going the other way now. Animated Casablanca. Animated The Godfather. Animated Oppenheimer. Animated Fight Club.

edhelwen1

Animated Goncharov.

marlynnofmany

Definitely that one.

ifitistobeitisuptous

unless, hear me out...

Muppet Goncharov

marlynnofmany

sufficientlylargen

Look at these idiots who haven't seen Gonzorov (1993).

unquartdetour

Reblogging entirely for Gonzorov.

Can anyone say mi shebeirach and tehillim for me and my jacked up tooth? My name is Chana bat Sarah.

#jumblr #Jewish #prayer #mi shebeirach

yipyipallyall

uraniumgeranium

Vent:

Made my first dental appointment in 10 years now that I have insurance I can afford to use and my tooth hurts.

My parents only took me to appointments about once every 5 years or so. They failed to get protective sealants on them even though it was covered. I got a new tooth brush once or twice a year and I had to hide it because my parents wouldn't replace it if my siblings used it(they often did). They wouldn't get me floss. I didn't know that I needed to replace my tooth brush every 6 weeks until this year.

I didn't have insurance in my early 20s because my parents claimed me as a dependent and wouldn't let me on their insurance.

I was so scared to go for 5 more years because I know my teeth are super jacked up and I wasn't able to do anything about it. The last time I went, I had extensive decay. I am so scared of looking irresponsible and being unable to afford treatment.

I think about the fact that my parents took my brother regularly (at least in secondary school). They paid for his braces. They left him on their health insurance until he was 26 and I wonder why I didn't deserve it?

uraniumgeranium

Sometimes I think I'd like to be in touch with my parents again, then I remember shit like this. I remember how my parents just let me go uninsured knowing that I struggle with my mental health. I think about how they wouldn't make sure I got actual therapy as a child struggling with self harm. I think about how my access to hygiene items was so limited I literally hid them from other members of my household.

I think about this stuff and remember why I don't reach out.

chutzpahchesed

all of this may not work for everyone, or be accessible for everyone, and it’s okay to prioritize what you can do and what does help and support your wellbeing. whatever that is, if it gives you safety, joy, comfort, or even just brief relief, it’s important.

Vent:

Made my first dental appointment in 10 years now that I have insurance I can afford to use and my tooth hurts.

My parents only took me to appointments about once every 5 years or so. They failed to get protective sealants on them even though it was covered. I got a new tooth brush once or twice a year and I had to hide it because my parents wouldn't replace it if my siblings used it(they often did). They wouldn't get me floss. I didn't know that I needed to replace my tooth brush every 6 weeks until this year.

I didn't have insurance in my early 20s because my parents claimed me as a dependent and wouldn't let me on their insurance.

I was so scared to go for 5 more years because I know my teeth are super jacked up and I wasn't able to do anything about it. The last time I went, I had extensive decay. I am so scared of looking irresponsible and being unable to afford treatment.

I think about the fact that my parents took my brother regularly (at least in secondary school). They paid for his braces. They left him on their health insurance until he was 26 and I wonder why I didn't deserve it?

The craziest thing about getting my CPTSD treated has been the transition from not wanting to die to actively wanting to live a long, healthy life. There is a drive to take care of myself that I've not had before.