The past 24 hours have literally crushed me. My uncle was my confidant, my bestfriend, the man to walk me down the aisle, my go to, and my personal bank (sometimes ๐). Iโve never felt anything like this before. I love you uncle Kelly ! Kiss uncle Ambry for me. โ๏ธ๐ฅ๐ค
Girls will survive abuse, heartbreak, grief, and unspeakable tragedies and still navigate through the world with kindness and compassion, but one minor inconvenience in a man's childhood and he spends the rest of his life terrorizing and poisoning everyone around him
literally men will believe a woman is a sลut from a man with zero proof but all of a sudden they need 300 photos, 55 videos, 15 police reports and 20 witnesses to believe a man is a rapisลฅ. Make it make sense.
So I got my period at work today with absolutely no warning and went around asking all the women in the office if anyone had anything and nobody had a single thing.
One of the guys overheard me and said he had pads in his car because he keeps them there for his girlfriend for emergencies.
And then he went out to his car and came back and handed me a pastry bag.
This man had put the pads inside a pastry bag so nobody would know what was in it. To save me the awkwardness of walking through the office visibly carrying pads. He thought about that. On his own.
And it wasn't just one, he gave me two because I had an eight hour shift and he did that math himself apparently.
I was not prepared for......