11anothergirl11:

“Talking to someone every single day for hours can be pretty destructive because there will come a day where you don’t speak at all and it’s going to be the loneliest feeling in the world.”

— Anonymous.

depressed–and–suicidal–teen:

“No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.”

— Clementine von Radics (via perrfectly)

jennytrout:

mttheww:

uglylilmonster:

pardonmewhileipanic:

thefemcritique:

lestieloftus:

How most people with invisible illnesses are treated by health care “professionals”

The Golden Girls didn’t fuck around

pls watch

honestly i really appreciated this scene when I first saw it bc it took me like two years to get a diagnosis for what’s wrong with me

Dorothy:  Dr. Budd?

Dr. Budd:  Yes?

Dorothy:  You probably don’t remember me, but you told me I wasn’t sick.  Do you remember?  You told me I was just getting old.

Dr. Budd:  I’m sorry, I really don’t–

Dorothy:  Remember.  Maybe you’re getting old.  That’s a little joke.  Well, I tell you, Dr. Budd, I really am sick.  I have chronic fatigue syndrome.  That is a real illness.  You can check with the Center for Disease Control.

Dr. Budd:  Huh.  Well, I’m sorry about that.

Dorothy:  Well, I’m glad!  At least I know I have something.

Dr. Budd:  I’m sure.  Well, nice seeing you.

Dorothy:  Not so fast.  There are some things I have to say.  There are a lot of things that I have to say.  Words can’t express what I have to say.  [tearing up]  What I went through, what you put me through—I can’t do this in a restaurant.

Dr. Budd:  Good!

Dorothy:  But I will!

Dr. Budd’s date:  Louis, who is this person?

Dr. Budd:  Look, Miss–

Dorothy:  Sit.  I sat for you long enough.  Dr. Budd, I came to you sick—sick and scared—and you dismissed me.  You didn’t have the answer, and instead of saying “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with you,” you made me feel crazy, like I had made it all up.  You dismissed me!  You made me feel like a child, a fool, a neurotic who was wasting your precious time.  Is that your caring profession?  Is that healing?  No one deserves that kind of treatment, Dr. Budd, no one.  I suspect had I been a man, I might have been taken a bit more seriously, and not told to go to a hairdresser.

Dr. Budd:  Look, I am not going to sit here anymore–

Dr. Budd’s date:  Shut up, Louis.

Dorothy:  I don’t know where you doctors lose your humanity, but you lose it.  You know, if all of you, at the beginning of your careers, could get very sick and very scared for a while, you’d probably learn more from that than anything else.  You’d better start listening to your patients.  They need to be heard.  They need caring.  They need compassion.  They need attending to.  You know, someday, Dr. Budd, you’re gonna be on the other side of the table, and as angry as I am, and as angry as I always will be, I still wish you a better doctor than you were to me.

Reblogging for any of my mutuals who’ve ever dealt with Dr. Budd.

(via thequeenofinfinity)

citizen-zero:

vampireapologist:

let me be clear: I’m not telling you to lie to adults about your opinion on children in order to like, blend in with society. it’s perfectly acceptable to tell other adults you’d rather not spend time with kids because you find them annoying or even just don’t understand them and their needs

but you absolutely Have To Lie about it when you’re around children. You can’t let children know you don’t like them alright this isn’t hard

You don’t have to like kids, but you do have to be kind to them when the occasion arises. Everyone has a story about an adult who was mean to them when they were a kid. Don’t be that adult.

(via thequeenofinfinity)

captain-pride:

Trauma often messes with one’s ability to say “no”. 

You either consciously or subconsciously think, “I don’t want to hurt this person’s feelings” or “If I say no, then they’ll hurt me” or “It won’t really be that bad” or “I can handle this” or “I need to do this to prove myself” or “I deserve this”, or you forget that “no” is even an option.

It’s still not your fault if you didn’t say “no”, even if you think maybe you could have. It’s still not your fault. You didn’t deserve what happened to you and you didn’t bring it upon yourself. It was never your fault.

(via twocrimsonteardrops)

morgrana:

dO YOU EVEr SAY SOMETHING AS A JOKE AND IT ACCIDENTALLY HURTS SOMEONE’S FEELINGS AND YOU’RE JUST LIKE

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(via twocrimsonteardrops)

tygermama:

scarecrowqueen:

azcrowleyfell:

melxncholymermxid:

thosedamnsmoshkids:

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hi what the actual FUCK does THIS ONE MEAN

Bautista said “say it with your chest”

For those who may not know, Dave Bautista is the (former) WWE wrestler Batista

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He also plays this gay-ass autistic alien:

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He also posted this delightful tweet in response to some homophobic Catholic bullshit:

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And he’s been very openly anti-Trump:

https://popculture.com/celebrity/news/dave-bautista-controversial-donald-trump-tweet-divides-fans-wwe-marvel-guardians-star/

Thanks for coming to my TED talk.

This dude took one look at homophobia, bigotry, and toxic masculinity and said ‘fuck that’ and then crushed them all with his enormous biceps and I think that was very excellent of him.

He looks like he gives great hugs

(via thequeenofinfinity)

(via perrfectly)

perrfectly:

“I want to get more comfortable being uncomfortable. I want to get more confident being uncertain. I don’t want to shrink back just because something isn’t easy. I want to push back, and make more room in the area between I can’t and I can”

— Kristin Armstrong (via perrfectly)

neckkiss:
“Palo Alto (2013)
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marshmalleaux-queen:
“ youlovetoseeit:
“Unrealistic
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neckkiss:
“via weheartit
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adhd-vibes:

sorry but it is absolutely ridiculous that to have a well-balanced life i have to consistently do hundreds of little tasks (ex: eat, workout, sleep, do laundry, go to class/work, shower). it is a good day if i do ONE of these things.

(via thequeenofinfinity)

neckkiss:
“MILK AND HONEY pt.2
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