i literally,,,,still can’t even comprehend that we are going to get this big beautiful tyrus storyline and tj is going to grow so much and my heart is going to break and then be full and i am going to cry so much because this is exactly what i needed growing up and i can’t believe we finally get to see this (and on disney channel of all places) i just,,, cant
WHY IS NOBODY TALKING ABOUT TJ’S CUTE LITTLE SHAKE ITS SO PRECIOUS DNXBCGSNJ
how dare tyrus make me relive the pain i went through with the fosters
How to keep a relationship.
Communicate: Talk about things, the good and bad. Build trusts. Be honest. Be faithful. Be there for one another. Make time for one another. Leave the past to the past, which include ex’s. Know that having arguments are normal. Know that you won’t always be happy. Don’t expect change. Appreciate the flaws. Appreciate each other. Become best friends. Lastly, love each other unconditionally.
“I want to see what you see when you look at me. Because the person you see and the person staring back at me in the mirror are two different people. You say you see someone beautiful. A beautiful smile, beautiful eyes, a nice body, nice hair, everything on her is beautiful. I see gaps and crookedness, a dull stare and bland coloring, a body covered in hair and rolls, a stomach that will never be flat and a weight that will always be more than yours. I see decent hair that is plain when it is down and a face that is too ugly to pull it back. I see a round face that turns me into a sumo wrestler who’s competition is all the other girls around me. You see chubby cheeks and a cute blush. If I could only see what you see, then maybe I might realize that I’m not so bad after all. But it’s just maybe.”
— Because I can’t let it go for some reason.
anybody else hate how their body feels 24/7? I honestly feel like complete and utter shit anytime I see my naked body, it reminds me that maybe this is why I’m so alone. Hm. Makes sense.
When you tell young girls to “cover yourself” or that “you are showing too much skin”, do you know what that teaches them? It teaches them that they should be ashamed of their bodies. It teaches them to hide themselves because they aren’t viewed as good enough to fit in this box that society has built. This is why our generation has self confidence issues and depression and so many other things. Because our parents and teachers tell us that we should be ashamed of who we are.
Gay culture is constantly feeling like your body type is grossly inadequate compared to others.
I was given 52 detentions for suspected cheating, almost suspended for it. The principal called me to his office, made some cheesy annoying statement about how this kind of behavior wouldn’t be tolerated.
Okay, I said. I’m sorry, it won’t happen again. It was a mistake.
Already that year I knew three people who were out longterm for mental illness. Already kids were high in classes just to get by them. Already what was tolerated was a bunch of kids having breakdowns.
It was a mistake it won’t happen again. I make sure that my answers are big on the science test. The boy next to me can’t afford medication for his learning disability and hasn’t slept since his parents split and if he doesn’t get a 2.0 he loses his team, the last thing he has left.
It was a mistake it won’t happen again. When I pass her my homework I ask her quietly if her mom was getting better. When the semester ends and we are in different classes, I start doing her assignments on the side. She sends me snaps from chemotherapy.
It was a mistake it won’t happen again. When I hand over the notes, I make sure there’s plenty of marginal positive thoughts. They haven’t smiled all month. I know what it’s like to be too tired and doing nothing at all.
It was a mistake. Your students are resorting to immoral choices because they have no other option. You make grades the be-all and end-all priority, no matter what else might be happening. You force them into situations where they can either fail and definitely have a permanent punishment, or cheat and probably pass - it’s worth the risk. Your students stand in solidarity, not to praise the might of learning: but to gather together in the right of living. You are the one who made the dichotomy of student/human. We are not both, are given “either like it or leave it”, are trained almost like robots. Do the work, don’t ask questions, don’t challenge the authority.
It was a mistake. It won’t happen again where you can see it. But I love learning. And if I can be the one who keeps your student in the classroom by giving them that extra push? Maybe I’m doing a better job than you. Cheating wouldn’t be a problem if we weren’t already being cheated. You can’t set us up to lose and then get frustrated when we rig the game, too.
some of you are treating your children like your therapists. and there is a special circle of hell for parents who do so.
Your child does not need to be your confidante in problems with your spouse, your job, people you’re friends with. do not vent your problems with your mental illness to a 12-year-old so they can feel responsible for hiding what goes on at home and protecting you from yourself. your child deserves to be a kid and have fun. and they deserve a parent that allows them to do that.
If you’re neglectful as a parent because you have depression, you’re still neglectful. You can’t use mental illness as an excuse to abuse children.
Lmao that moment when you grow up thinking you had a normal childhood with minor child neglect. Only to realize years later that you went through so much emotional abuse. To the point where it fucked you over so bad that you now have several mental illnesses and struggle at maintaining close friendships and relationships. Thanks mom.
A little callout for parents out there
Your child knows themself better than you do
Do not ever deny your child if they’re saying something about their mental state, sexuality, gender, or whatever.
Yes, they are your child. They will be forever. They love you, love them back, for who they are.
You might have given them your genes for their physical form, but you did not programmed their mind.
And the mind always wins
I wanna give a s/o to all the students out there where everything was working against them to do well in school but they persevered anyway.
The students who didn’t have parents that did well in school and so they couldn’t receive proper guidance. The students who went to shitty public schools that didn’t prepare them as well as private school kids. The students who were the first in their family to complete high school. The students who have to work to survive or afford school while studying. The students that have to support their family in addition to themselves. The students who couldn’t figure out how to study until it was too late to fix their GPA. The students who discovered their mental illnesses while in college and it tanked their success or forced them to take longer to finish.
All of you are valid. Remember that. College is hard and can make you feel that numbers always matter. But once you enter the real world, no one is keeping score. Be proud of what you achieved based on your unique conditions.
Enjoy the life you’ve given yourself because you went to college. You did it.
Your mixed feelings about your parents are valid.
Shout out to people like me who have parents who are loving but are black holes of emotional labor… It took me a long time to realize that it’s okay to have mixed feelings about your parents, about your relationship with them.
Sometimes parents can love you but be somewhat toxic to you and your growth, and that’s a very hard realization to come to if you, like me, grew up extremely close to them.
Sometimes parents can love you genuinely but lack emotional maturity, forcing you to perform disproportionate amounts of emotional labor. Some parents manifest symptoms of their mental illness in ways that are toxic to your mental illness.
Some parents, like mine, try so hard to be good parents but fall back on habits of emotional manipulation because they haven’t processed their own traumas and are modeling behavior they grew up with. That doesn’t make their behavior acceptable, and it’s okay to feel exhausted and hurt when they betray you. You don’t have to forgive every mistake.
I want you to know that it’s okay to protect yourself, to need some space apart from them. The love you have for your parents is still valid, and you are making the right decision.
Placing a safe emotional distance between myself and my parents has been one of the most difficult, heartbreaking processes I’ve ever gone through… it hurts to try to curb the strength of your own natural empathy around people you love. It feels disingenuous to your heart’s natural state.
But I promise you, you are not hard-hearted or ungrateful, and you are not abandoning them. You are making a decision about your own emotional, mental, and spiritual health.
I know what it’s like in that confusing grey area of love mixed with guilt and anxiety, of exhaustion and quasi-manipulation and unreciprocated emotional labor, and I promise you, you are not alone.
Your mixed feelings about your parents are valid.