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Does anybody know if there's something like the opposite of "the big sad"?, cause it is 2am and i've been similing for the last 15 minutes
I think I won't like being an adult
adulthood is just a constant struggle of, “man, i want cookies for breakfast, but I also recognize this is a bad nutritional decision. On the other hand, the only one who can stop me is me. i know that fucker’s weaknesses. i could totally take me in a fight.”
my dad is watching the real time with bill maher show and I just heard the stupidest thing. He says something like ‘gen z doesn’t know what 9/11 is because they’re too young. they don’t care. their 9/11 is when Kim kardashians ass broke the…’ (not word for word but the just of it). I mean wtf kinda thing is that to say? He’s saying like we haven’t lived through all the discriminating aftermaths of 9/11. how can he stand there and say (joke??) that gen z doesn’t care when, if anything, we probably are one of the ones who care most about it. We were born right after it happened we grew up with all the negative aftermath of that tragic day we care about all the shit that went down. I know he was being comedic but I think he pushed it too far. gen z is the revolutionary generation and to say that we don’t care about something as terribly sad as 9/11 and replacing it with Kim k’s ass is insulting. Rest In Peace to everyone who lost their lives in 9/11.
whispering to yourself
“ just 80 more years , hold it through , just 80 more years “
Really helps the motivation
The image of grandmas and grandpas in comfy sneakers with pullovers going around like some drug dealers and time to time saying “sheesh”, “wassup “ and “ yeet yourself (Johanna )“ ( as the image of this generation getting older ) brings me joy ,
and makes me question our original purpose even more ...
I come on here today to bring forward an issue that I have personally dealt with myself.
Most of us females, when we're young, are taught that a boy likes us if he is hurting us, by bullying us, throwing things at us, pulling our hair, pushing us around, you name it. Anything a boy at a young age could possibly think of doing, they did it. When I told my mother about a boy bullying me when I was still in elementary school, from 1st to 4 grade, and even when I see him now, in 11th grade, he treats me like shit. Any chance he got, he used it to hurt me, whether that was emotionally or physically. He'd get his little sidekick friend to chase me around the elementary playground and throw the rubber at my back, so much so that it could cause burns and bruises. I never told my mom that, because when I did, I was told "oh. that's because he likes you."
He abused me, and yet, I still liked him. I still had that stupid little crush on him, even if he hurt me. I was young and impressionable, and I didn't know any better. When I was told "it's because he likes you", that tells me, my little, underdeveloped brain, that it is OKAY for men to treat me like shit, because they love me, and THAT'S why I should stay. I should ALLOW men, with their big fat egos and fragile masculinity, to treat ME like shit because they 'LIKE' me.
In my first relationship, I was treated like shit by my girlfriend and some of her friends. People that I considered my friends. Yet I was gaslighted, I was manipulated and verbally abused by these people who I thought cared about me. People I thought LOVED me. I thought that love was enough, even if they treated me like shit, maybe, deep down, I even thought I deserved it. That I was the one in the wrong. I wasn't in the wrong. They didn't care, they didn't love me, platonically, or otherwise. They abused me, they neglected me. It's been years and still, their actions and words cover me in their shadows. I'm still healing.
Still, to this day, I let people walk all over me, because I push so many people away in fear of the manipulation and abuse that I may be put through, and I have no one else. I don't allow myself to go out and meet new people because I'm so afraid of losing them if I get attached. And I know this, but I also know where it comes from. I've let people walk over me all my life, just because I was taught that it was okay for people to do that because they love me. I was a kid, and I needed acceptance, so I let it happen, but I was never faced with acceptance.
For my whole life, I've been told "he hurts you because he likes you.", and only one time had I brought it up, recently this year, and my mom realized, "Wait... he did that to you? Why didn't you tell me?" My mom realized her error, and while I do forgive her, I cannot forgive those words that set up the first years of my life.
That is why we cannot tell children these things. If you teach your kids that it is okay for them to be abused out of 'love', then you're not only part of the problem, but you are setting them up for the life of a victim. A victim may never understand what love really is because when they think love, they think ABUSE, they think hitting, yelling, throwing things, and cursing. No one deserves to live life as a victim of anything, and it is our job to help future generations NOT grow up like we did. We're supposed to teach generations after us that abuse is never the way, that abuse is NOT love, and it never will be. Abuse. Is. Abuse. Let's start saying it like it is.