Ouch. This is also me, but from pretty much the whole of my life.
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Ouch. This is also me, but from pretty much the whole of my life.

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Socially dumb, yeah, but yeah, me. Same.
Having one of those days. Forever alone. FML
This is me. Often.
I got Libertarians. Which political party do you really side with? http://www.isidewith.com/political-quiz?from=cFPmndhJR
And finally here it is, the song that's now become my Song of the Night.

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This is me to EVERYONE. Iâm never anyoneâs firstđ lol im just there when they have no one else
Same here. I think there have only been two or three people in the world who have sought me out first and I'm even counting my mom here, whom I serve as her primary caregiver.
I lived this for so long it permanently damaged my psyche.
Ouch. This has been the dialogue inside my head for far too long.
So true to life.
Boy do I know this feeling.

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Super ashamed to post this selfie on my FB, but apparently not ashamed at all to post this here. Sorry Tumblr, you're my second-rate social networking site.
I don't think I can take this much longer. I am so, so very sad and feel so alone. I can barely see to type this out because my tear-filled eyes are making me see two of everything. I hurt so much inside -- too much. And I hate that my life requires me to be so strong all the time because I'm sick and tired of having to be so strong. I want to give up so very badly. I just want to give up.
I'm a poet and I don't know it.
I hate my life I hate the monotony of it all I hate the responsibility forced upon me. I hate that I had to spend my twenties Worrying about things no one my age should. I hate that I didn't get to be wild. I hate that I never got to have fun. I hate that I live where it's easy to hate the sun. I hate my life. I hate not being a wife. I hate that it's so easy to love and so hard to be loved. I hate the setting sun Reminding me that yet another banal day is done Where all that lays ahead for me Is yet another set of responsibilities yet undone. I hate the burdens in my world, Pushing forth, pulling me into an early grave. I hate that to keep on living I need to be brave And keep on hoping against hope That life will suddenly change, a trope That exists solely in the minds of fiction-makers Writing tales of fate's foresakers When we all know it could never happen At least not to me It'd be one frigid day in Hades For that fantasy to be reality. I hate my life, my fate, my duties Why did this life have to happen to me? What did I ever do in the past to deserve this fate? No joy, no fun, no parties, not even a mate Whom I could rely on when my body is weak. The life I hope to lead, I can only but seek Because from Sunday 'til the end of the week I don't live for myself, just for someone else And am required to... am required to simply exist. Tears down my cheeks right now What kind of life is this? Can anyone tell me how I'm expected to live differently? How could I ever live primarily for me? I sure as hell don't know. Why should I loathe my life so? I hate my life, and this is the end. My life's trajectory, I cannot defend.
Google: âZyklon Bâ and âMexican farm workersâ and you will see that the United States Department of Immigration was using Zyklon B to fumigate and delouse immigrant farm laborers back in the 1920âs and 1930âs.
Produced by the German company pest control DEGESCH, the infamous âZyklonâ (hydrocyanic acid) was sold in four versions with different power. Zyklon E was recommended to clear environments weeds die hard, like cockroaches. Zyklon D was prepared most widely used free environments (the holds of ships, concrete buildings with furniture in the rooms) with lice, mice and rats. Apparently, it was enough for humans the less powerful version, the Zyklon B. But on humans was not used for the first time in Germany. Zyklon B was used since 1929 in the United States by the health (U.S. Public Healt Service) on the border with Mexico, to comb and trim Mexican migrants transiting from Juarez to El Paso.
Before Zyklon B was even introduced the US government was stripping Mexicans alongside the border and drenching them in various insecticides such as DDT but also âbathedâ them in sulfuric acid, kerosene and gasoline. All for a supposed typhus epidemic that never existed/was exaggerated.
Check this book out:Â Ringside Seat to a Revolution: An Underground Cultural History of El Paso and Juarez, 1893-1923. It touches on the âbathsâ and physical âscreeningsâ that immigrants had to painfully undergo through during that time.Â
I had no fucking idea this ever happened, and this was supposed to impact "my people". Â As in, I'm a Chicana -- a Tejana, to be specific (an American of Mexican descent who hails from Texas), and my family came over during the 1910s and '20s, when my grandparents were children or teenagers. Â This could've happened to one of my antecedents. Â Perhaps a family member I interacted with when I was small. Â They would've been of an age where it could've happened to them. Â Fucking hell.
These rape protesters in India might be our new favorite people. Theyâre reacting to widespread comments about skirts being the cause of rape, seriously. Letâs get something straight, the only thing responsible for rape is a rapist, if youâre blaming a womanâs clothes for her rape youâre clueless.
Q: Â Are these the manliest men you have ever laid eyes on? A: Â Undoubtedly, yes. (Keep on being awesome, beskirted activist men of India!!)

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I reserve the right to bitch about Valentine's Day while not having a father on this plane of existence to celebrate Father's Day with. Â I can still "celebrate" that day with him by visiting his grave and leaving him an arrangement of flowers. Â He died ten years ago this July so there are moments when I'll forget what he sounded like. Â But I still have the right to moan about Valentine's Day because I've never had the privilege/pleasure of getting to celebrate that day.
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TW - abuse, dieting, fat-shaming
You sort of answered the question yourself, and Iâll explain why.Â
My definition of dieting is the act of willfully restricting yourself with the sole intention of weight loss. Itâs usually put under some guise of âbut I need to be HEALTHIER!â But what people usually mean by that is âmy body will be smaller, so I will feel better about myself.â
This is problematic because we live in a culture that thinks losing weight automatically makes you healthier, which isnât the case.Â
Diet-talk can be incredibly triggering for people (like me!) who have been told all their lives (by parents, even!) that if I went on a diet, changed what I ate, âgot healthier,â etc. that someone would be able to finally love me. Which, again, reinforces the idea that fat people are inherently unlovable.Â
Diet-talk also reinforces ideas about âgoodâ foods and âbadâ foods which is terrible! Itâs not to say that all foods are created equal, but it implies that some foods are universally healthy - and that is not the case.Â
Ultimately, diet-talk assumes that all bodies are created equally. That if everyone did _______ they would all end up being thin and healthy and self-fulfilling. But everyone canât be thin. And everyone canât be healthy. And diets arenât a proper measure of worth.Â
And all of that is different than making different food choices in order to feel stronger, to feel that you have more endurance, to feel more flexible, etc. Thereâs nothing wrong with wanting to feel as though youâre nourishing your body. (Because bodies are awesome and self-care can definitely happen through food and exercise!)
When people hear âI donât support dietsâ they think Iâm saying âeat cheeseburgers and sit on the couch all day long.â Which isnât what Iâm saying. (But if you wanna do that, go ahead. Your body. Your choice.) What I amsaying is that there is no such thing as universally healthy. What I am saying is that itâs impossible for every person to be healthy all of the time. What I amsaying is that we live in a culture where dieting is fucking everywhere, and it hurts people like me who have been told that their abusers would stop hurting them if only they would go on a diet.Â
At the end of the day, as long as people arenât hurting anyone, they should do whatever they want with their bodies. Losing weight is not counter-productive to fat politics. But intentionally losing weight solely because youâve bought into the idea that smaller bodies are better bodies and going around telling everyone how great your diet is and how they can be just like you!!!111 is most definitely counter-productive to fat politics.Â
I hope that helps. :)
Amen to all this! I support a lifestyle which encourages eating as many servings of fruits and vegetables as possible (with the magic number being 5) and drinking at least 4 glasses of water a day. I also support a lifestyle that includes at least 15 minutes of aerobic activity, 4 times a week. I don't support going on diets and think the dieting industry needs to be at least as heavily regulated as the pharmaceutical industry, if not MORE so. I slacked off on doing all of the above during the holidays, but you know what? I don't beat myself up over that. I just know that I now need to get back to that kind of lifestyle. But you want to know what else? If I were to crave a 4-piece steak finger country basket from Dairy Queen (DQs in Texas = you have no idea what you're missing out on, rest of the country) this weekend, I'm getting me one. If I want a couple of Snickers from the vending machine at work tomorrow, I'll get them. To me, there is no such thing as a "bad" food. There are ideal foods in the form of fruits and vegetables -- life-giving foods -- but life would be not worth living if you erase pizzas, cheeseburgers, chocolate cake, cheesecake, fried chicken, buttery biscuits, or lasagna from your diet. I did lose weight a few years ago. I did it for my own reasons and based purely on the lifestyle rules I set for myself. The only thing it benefited me was when I stopped being prediabetic. I'm still asthmatic, still have PCOS, and my high blood pressure was out of control until very recently -- within the last six months -- when I was put on a third medication and finally I achieved normal blood pressures. But my health is pretty much as it's always been as an adult. When I stopped being prediabetic, I continued losing weight just so I could wear "cute" clothes and fit a certain aesthetic. But I don't feel at all that I should be pressured to maintain that aesthetic, and in fact I'm still quite a bit chunkier than the people the media holds as societally "attractive". I hold that beauty is a vanity call and should not be an indicator of one's worth as a person, nor confused with "health". "Healthy" people are not thin people -- they're just people who measure normal levels of all the biometrics found in full blood workups (e.g. BUN, creatnine, potassium, and blood glucose levels) as well as one's blood pressure and resting heart rate levels and few to no medical conditions. I'm not necessarily "healthy" based purely on the aforementioned medical conditions, but I do tend to receive beautiful lab results and I finally love my blood pressure and heart rates, so as long as that's the case then I'm happy with who I am. So... long story short -- long live HAES and body acceptance and down with diets and body/fat haters!