The poster reads:
#1 “You’ve been very bad.”
#2 “The way you move, you can’t possibly be a virgin.”
#1 I was 3½ years old.
I had a cut on my head; he was the ER physician on duty. He ordered my mom and the nurse out of the examining room. They obeyed him; back then, you would never argue with a doctor. He stitched the cut on my head, then sexually assaulted me.
I didn’t tell anyone for more than 30 years.
According to some studies, women who were sexually assaulted as children are 2-3 times more likely to be subsequently raped as adults.
#2 I was 19 years old, and a virgin.
He was the only son of a rich and very powerful family, and wasn’t used to being turned down by a nobody like me. Later, when I told him I was pregnant because of what he did to me, he told me I would have to get an abortion. I refused; I planned to have the baby and raise him. He calmly told me that he would drug me, tie me up, and lock me in the trunk of his car, then drive me to another state, where abortion was legal. He said that his mother knew people on the hospital board there. His family would pay them to do this to me against my will. I got away from him and locked myself in my dorm room. After four days of hiding in terror, I miscarried.
I didn’t talk about any of it for years. Most of my female friends throughout my life have been sexually assaulted. We mostly don’t talk about it. We’re blamed, not believed, punished, and pathologized for it. But I’m talking about it now. As the historian Howard Zinn said, “The most revolutionary act one can engage in is to tell the truth.”
Today I’m a psychologist who treats survivors of trauma, including sexual abuse and rape. As a professor, I teach courses for doctoral students on how to help trauma survivors and advocate against interpersonal violence. Almost 100 male and female therapists in training have taken my classes in the last 6 years.
Photographed in Chicago, IL on September 27th
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Scultped model of the Spirited Away Bathhouse.
This is an automatic reblog.
Is that the terrifying staircase to the boiler room I see?
I have been completely in love with this bathhouse since I was 10 years old.
i’m in awe
This Macro Lens Band is a macro lens that works with any phone!
Android, iPhone 4, iPhone 5. If your dad’s 20 lb. cellular telephone from the 90s had a lens, it’d work with that, too.
Just put it around your phone, line it up with your lens, and you’re ready to shoot photos of insanely minute details. Your Instagram buddies will be so jealz.
So every year my auntie gives me and my sister strange Christmas gifts. Last year it was a roll of toilet paper. But inside the toilet paper roll; between each sheet of toilet paper was a dollar bill :)
Well this year we got a wonderfully wrapped bar of Zest soap. My sister was convinced there was money it somewhere, but I wasnt convinced. The package was sealed and didnt like it was opened at all. My sister opened it and saw a piece of hair on the soap that she swore was my aunts so she was completely convinced that somehow there was money in the bar of soap. How this was possible I did not know. The bar of soap looked completely solid. Of course my aunt was no help. But when we got home my sister took the scissors to the soap in search for this money. After digging for a while she spotted what she thought was money. Digging was too difficult and she was getting impatient so we went outside and stopped it out. And guess what we found? :)
Most creative gift ever. I love my auntie for all the work she puts into our Christmas gifts, they will always be remembered with a funny story to tell.
Hm, how did she do it?! Lol
you wanna switch aunts w/ me ? lol
this will be me…i will be the oddball aunt with the weird gifts and the 35 cats.
“He was my first love. We dated for ten days when we were very young, but my mom would not allow the relationship. She told me: ‘He’s an American, and he’s an actor. He’ll never make anything of himself.’ Then she told me: ‘There are millions of men, but I’m your only mother.’ She told me to never contact him again, and I listened to her.
She took me to Korea for awhile, and when I came back, I never made contact with him again. I never even gave him an explanation. That was over twenty years ago.
Then four years ago I Googled him. I saw that he was running a theater company. I wrote him a long letter out of the blue, explaining everything. We’d both been married. We both had kids. But here we are— finally together.”
Curse of the Fandoms
- Doctor Who Fandom Curse: Knowing that at some point your Doctor will have to regenerate.
- Supernatural Fandom Curse: Knowing that your Series will end.... and soon.
- Avengers Fandom Curse: Knowing that Joss Whedon will likely kill a favorite character.
- Twilight Fandom Curse: Knowing that you will never win a fight against another fandom.... ever.
- Harry Potter Fandom Curse: Knowing that it will never be as good as the first time around.
- Sherlock Fandom Curse: Knowing that after waiting forever you will probably only get three more episodes with a cliff hanger even worse than the previous one.
- Glee Fandom Curse: The show
- LOTR Fandom Curse: Lying abandoned and forgotten in a dark pit of Tumblr while waiting ten years for The Hobbit.
- Hunger Games Fandom Curse: Knowing that your favorite character will either die, go insane, or never be seen again
- Game of Thrones Fandom Curse: Knowing that every one will die. That's it. Everyone dies.
- Merlin Fandom Curse: Knowing that Mordred will kill Arthur