i don't know how to explain it, but when i read a book, i can imagine the characters' faces, but without definite features, kind of like when i'm dreaming.
Mi parte favorita de la biblia es cuando Jesús, en vez de decirle a las mujeres como vestirse, le dice a los hombres que se arranquen sus ojos y corten las manos si no son capaces de controlarse
Remember, it's illegal to use your phone while driving. Instead, use the giant iPad built into the car and flip through 50 settings to use navigation or turn ac on.
De tudo o que está mal com esta 3º temporada de rabo de peixe, "desenhos animados", são duas palavras que nunca saíram juntas de nenhum residente dos açores.
Aqui são "macaquinhos", obrigada pela atenção.
peguei um livro de contos do machado de assis já no começo ele manda “a ausência diminui as paixões medíocres e aumenta as grandes, como o vento apaga as velas e atiça as fogueiras”. tá maluco
one time I told my therapist I was scared I might be a narcissist and she immediately goes “okay tell me 3 things you like about yourself” and that was the funniest way to relieve my anxiety
“I don’t understand why women don’t just report it if it really happened.”
When I was 19, I reported mine. I had bruises. Hospital photos. Text messages of him apologizing the next morning. My friends drove me to the station because I could barely stop shaking. I thought evidence would make it simple. I thought truth would be enough.
Months later, I was the one on trial. His lawyer printed my Instagram photos and held them up in court. Asked why I wore crop tops. Asked why I drank that night. Asked why I didn’t scream louder. He replayed my police interview and pointed out every time I hesitated, every time I cried, every time my timeline wasn’t perfectly linear. “If it was traumatic,” he said, “why can’t she remember clearly?”
Sitting there while strangers debated my pain like it was a group project felt like being stripped again. My messages were projected on a screen. My body was described in detail. My character was picked apart like that was the real crime.
He walked out on bail. I walked out with panic attacks.
That’s why some women don’t report. Because even with bruises. Even with screenshots. Even when you do everything “right.” You still have to survive the assault twice, once in private, and once in public, just to maybe be believed.
my therapist once said “accountability will always feel like an attack when you are not ready to acknowledge how your behavior harms others” and i just whew.
sexism is projection:
"women can't drive" men more likely to cause accidents
"women can't be pilots" men more likely to cause accidents
"women can't be surgeons" more likely to die from a male surgeon
"women are emotional" men throw tantrums over sport/video games
"women are unintelligent" men are failing in school across the board
"women age like milk" men literally go BALD by 30
"older women having kids causes birth defects" geriatric sperm is the leading cause of birth defects in older pregnancies (older women typically date older men), the risks of older women being pregnant only really risk the woman's life when she doesn't use expired sperm.
feel free to add more. It's impossible to unsee once you notice the male pattern of projection: