This is amazing.
Oh shit guess what I’ve been getting at for the past two and a half weeks.
(via theoryofablackbird)
Compilation of all the art I’ve ever commissioned.
#1 and #5 done by Bolt, #2 and #4 done by Kai Fennec, and #3 done by Catherine Kett (who no longer seems to have a DA account…)
hey how about we stop ragging on people who self-diagnose bc not everyone has access to mental health care facilities and resources and hey maybe just MAYBE someone who chooses to self-diagnose is not merely searching for mental illnesses to use as interesting trinkets with which to garnish their personality but rather seeking out an explanation for difficulties that are impacting their day-to-day life in order to make sense of how they feel and figure out a way to make things better
Reminder to everyone that it can cost thousands of dollars to be evaluated for psychiatric illnesses.
(via goldenphoenixgirl)
hey, just a reminder that holding suicide over someone’s head is emotional abuse. if you have someone who tells you that they’ll kill themselves if you leave them, if you stop talking to them, if you do something they do not want you to do, that is abuse- and you have every right to get out of that situation.
(via survivorsupport)
tw: rape
i have no problem with pointing out that anyone of any gender can be an abuser, rapist, pedophile etc because that’s absolutely true.
but the problem with always emphasizing “yes but it happens to everyone, not just women (or people of colour, or trans* people, etc)!” is that it depoliticizes the issue.
violence is not an accident, it is reflective of social power relations that permeate society at every level
(via rapeculturerealities)
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More Reasons You Shouldn’t Fuck Kids: Reason #134: We make people uncomfortable (via fromonesurvivortoanother)[trigger warning: sexual abuse, rape]
At this point, I’m used to it. I’m used to being a survivor— at least, as comfortable as I could be considering all the years of fucked up memories. I’ve dealt with this for most of my life, whereas other people haven’t. For a lot of non-survivors, the truth of my childhood would be one of only a handful of moments when they were actually aware of such problems, if ever.
It’s like when you’re in the middle of a meeting or a class, and that one huge wasp flies into the room and starts circling heads, refusing to go away— people can’t help but stare at impending doom. Some will subconsciously hold their breaths and stay as still as possible to reduce unwanted attention. Others will laugh, or cough, or fidget as they fail to focus on the lecture. And some just sit there, not knowing what to do, as they stare into a void and pretend they don’t exist.
That’s what we do to other people— I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing, but it’s there. With just a few words, I could mentally and emotionally vacate a room. I want to laugh at the concept of having this reluctant power, but it’s more sobering and melancholy than anything.
Survivors are symbols of impending doom, of collapse in society and the bursting of safe little bubbles. We are the harbinger of discomfort. We make people aware of how fragile their tiny lives really are.
(via survivorsupport)
so obviously this is funny because it’s so ridiculous because this would basically never happen
and I can’t believe we live in a world where this scenario is so unlikely that it’s a joke
(via rapeculturerealities)
Originally a way to promote my main blog, WrongReaction. Now a personal blog. TRIGGER WARNING, always.
