I love my city, some of the building styles are amazing and fill me with pride and I can’t help but randomly smile whenever I’m by the Docks. If I could live one place in the world it would be somewhere with the view being one of these places. I took these pictures so I can always see these places but thought I’d share.
Liverpool is lovely :)
What you SHOULD say to people dealing with any of these
Anxiety: This too shall pass, even if that sounds corny and cliche. Your anxiety will subside, you are not dying, you will not die from this, everything is going to be fine. Keep taking deep breaths, try and stay focused.
Depression: You are valid and your emotions are valid. You are a good, strong person, even if you don't feel like you are right now. Things DO get better, and I know you can get through this.
Sexual Orientation: Your body, your life, your bedroom. You choose what you do with it, and I get no say in the matter, because I am not you. I'll respect you no matter what.
Bipolar: The sun also rises. For all your bad days, weeks, or longer-- you also have good ones just beyond the horizon. You know better than anyone what it means to finally hit those "highs" in your life, and I hope that you just keep growing and strengthening yourself through your treatment to extend those happy moments.
Self harm: This is your body and I'll never pass judgement over you for the things you choose to do with it. However, you should really consider speaking with a counselor about this. Not because you're "bad", but because I just want you to be safe.
Eating disorders: It's okay to eat, you have permission. Eating will not make you fat, ugly, or worthless. Eating will make you strong, healthy, and lively. You deserve to eat, you deserve happiness.
Abuse: What they did was wrong, and you had no consenting part in it. You have no need to feel guilty or shamed, although I understand that may be exactly how you are feeling right now. They're the ones at fault here, and the ball is entirely in your court if you choose to report them for that, which you are rightfully entitled to do.
Suicide: Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. You are valuable and your existence is valuable. There are billions of people on this planet, and even if you think everyone hates you and no one cares, they do and they will. You can find so many friends and loved ones if you just allow yourself the time to look for them. The world turns out to be a beautiful place and you deserve to be alive to see that.
Sexual assault: What they did was vile and disgusting. Yes, you're now left with this horrible, traumatic event to move on from, but your life is not entirely lost. Recovery is possible, and an unfortunately large number of people have to go through that-- but they make it to the other side. So can you, you can do this. You're not dirty, you're not a "slut" or a "whore", you are a human being whose rights were violated. But you are strong, and I know you can move past this in due time.
Multiple Personality Disorder: I'll always love you no matter who you are. I only hope the absolute best for you during your recovery and treatment, and maybe one day I'll be so privileged as to love you as one whole.
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder: The pain of suddenly reliving horrific events is almost unimaginable for me. Please try and remember that although it feels like it's real and it's happening right now, that it's not. You are okay, you are fine, and you are safe. You are in the present here and now, and that past can't manifest itself again to come and physically hurt you. Everything is just fine, these feelings will pass and you're going to be okay.
Schizophrenia: I am real and I can promise you that. I care. Try and find something grounding for you, an object that you can cling to to help you distinguish between whether or not you're hallucinating. You are not a freak, you are not a monster. You're a human being with rights and emotions who happens to be ill right now.
I saw the what "not" to say post and had to make my own variant of that. I lava you <3
50% of me wants to be the type of girl who does yoga at night, and drinks green tea, and reads books, and wears cute pajamas, and stays at home; while the other 50% of me wants to wear my sexiest outfit and go out doing lines of cocaine off of girls’ tits while dancing to nightclub music
And yet I am neither of these girls
Losing Your Religion
This is an extract from The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck, which I am currently reading.
‘The preacher sighed. “I’ll go anyways,” he said. “Somepin’s happening. I went up an’ I looked, an’ the houses is all empty, an’ the lan’ is empty, an’ this whole country is empty. I can’t stay here no more. I got to go where the folks is goin’. I’ll work in the fiel’s, an’ maybe I’ll be happy.”
“An’ you ain’t gonna preach?” Tom said.
“I ain’t gonna preach.”
“An’ you ain’t gonna baptize?” Ma asked.
“I ain’t gonna baptize. I’m gonna work in the fiel’s, the green fiel’s, an’ I’m gonna be near to folks. I ain’t gonna try and teach em’ nothin’. I’m gonna try to learn. Gonna learn why the folks walks in the grass, gonna hear ‘em talk, gonna hear ‘em sing. Gonna listen to kids eatin’ mush. Gonna hear husban’ and wife a-poundin’ the mattress in the night. Gonna eat with ‘em and learn.” His eyes were wet and shining. “Gonna lay in the grass, open an’ honest, with anybody that’ll have me. Gonna cuss an’ swear an’ hear the poetry of folks talkin’. All that’s holy, all that’s what I didn’ understan’. All them things is the good things”.
I think it’s beautiful. It’s a wonderful humanist view of the world and I found it incredibly moving, in spite (or perhaps because of) the simple language.
More vag-chat! More vag-chat for the 3.3 billion people who have them and feel a bit embarrassed about them, worry about them, try to keep them secret, and see them as their weakness or regard them with fear. The world can only be made a better—and, let’s face it, frequently more amusing—place if women openly discuss their “secret handbags.
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