having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. it’s the fear of failure but no urge to be productive, and it’s wanting friends while hating socializing. it’s like running a marathon with the willpower of a corpse because you want to get to the end but you also want to sleep and evaporate into the soil and become compost for snails and flowers because then at least you’re useful
My dentist once told me that letting go is like pulling a tooth. When it was pulled out, you’re relieved, but how many times does your tongue run itself over the spot where the tooth once was? Probably a hundred times a day. Just because it wasn't hurting you doesn’t mean you didn't notice it. It leaves a gap and sometimes you see yourself missing it terribly. It’s going to take a while, but it takes time. Should you have kept the tooth? No, because it was causing you so much pain. Therefore, move on and let go.
“why is it always the woman who has to see past the beast in the man? why does she always have to clean his wounds, even after he has damaged her beyond repair? why is it always the man who is worthy of forgiveness for being a monster?
I want to see the beast in the beauty.
the half smile, half snarl. the unapologetic anger. I would like to see the man forgive the monster. to see her, blood and all, and love her anyway.”—beauty and the beast | Caitlyn S. (via yasodhara)
…Yes, This. Truth be told, this gets to the heart of why I also get really pissed off about people romanticizing/making a love story out of Little Red Riding Hood, where her only weapon is fragility and vulnerability and forgiveness, and somehow that’s all she needs to tame her wolf and keep his supposedly uncontrollable urges in line.
…I want stories where little red riding hood is the dangerous predator with uncontrollable urges, who closes the wolf off from his protectors, eats his allies, hunts him down and tries to eat the wolf. And I want stories where the Beauty is the beast. I want a woman’s face to wear the rage and hunger and hurt that boils under the surface…and I want that to be portrayed as a force to be reckoned with, and I also want to see it in stories where it is part of a person who is still loveable and forgivable.
…basically, it would be awesome to see stories that don’t normalize relationships with abusers or act as cautionary tales to girls entering puberty that don’t offer empowering solutions to the problems that come up when one encounters a predatory male besides “hope you’re saved by a big strong man who isn’t a wolf.”
Still trying to figure out who it’s actually from. This is really going to bother me.
Hey guys - That quote is indeed not from the Little Prince (regardless of what the Internet says) But, it may be an Antoine de Saint-Exupery quote still? He has books besides the little prince!
Hey guys - That quote is indeed not from the Little Prince (regardless of what the Internet says) But, it may be an Antoine de Saint-Exupery quote still? He has books besides the little prince! Maybe the quote is from one of those?
“There’s a form of mental torture called “gaslighting,” its name taken from a play in which a man convinces his wife that the gas lights in their home she sees brightening and dimming are, in fact, maintaining a steady glow. His ultimate goal is to drive his her into a mental institution and take all her money, and soon the woman ends up in an argument with herself about whether she’s losing her mind. American race relations have a similar narrative: An entire set of minorities confident that the everyday slights they’re seeing are real and hurtful, and an entire set of other people assuring them that they’re wrong.”—
"The BBC interview was personal and honest and heartfelt, but it was also frenetic and boastful and rambling at times—perfect fodder for late night TV, in other words. Kimmel mocked it by reproducing the interview with a black kid in place of West. When West took offense, and let loose a series of furious tweets, Kimmel gave the smirk of a comedian who couldn’t see the big deal. You know the one; it climbs up only one side of the face, its meaning being: It was just a joke. That Kanye West didn’t take it as a joke isn’t really a surprise, even if we ignore the fact that he’s famously self-serious. Here he’d done an interview explaining how hurtful it is to have proved one’s ability and still be seen as inferior by rich white people, and a rich white person responded by infantilizing him.”