Let’s be real. If little girls’ knees, shoulders, and clavicles are a problem for male teachers, you don’t have a dress code issue. You have a pedophile issue.
“Many of my movies have strong female leads – brave, self-sufficient girls that don’t think twice about fighting for what they believe in with all their heart. They’ll need a friend, or a supporter, but never a savior. Any woman is just as capable of being a hero as any man.” (– Hayao Miyazaki)
I always feel stuck between not feeling like I fit into the checkbox of being a woman and feeling like I’m the only person who gets to define what “being a woman” is to me. But I’ll take any pronouns you give me, I’m cool with it all.
You can’t deny that you put me in a position that demands I worry about my repertoire in our relationship. That I don’t have to wear a mask - to use your words. How can someone who isn’t wearing the mask know for sure if the other isn’t?
So a time limit. It worked last time right, at least for me to get myself out without dying completely on the inside. I think we ought to do it again. Discuss a month and year when it’s feasible to leave and get out of the hellhole that is Yk. Make a plan and stick to it. Work toward it together. It has to go without saying that I will leave at said point regardless of if you come with me or not. Obviously the goal is to go together, but I can’t put my life on hold for you again. I hope we can talk about it before I leave. I miss you today.
If you needed an example, tonight is perfect. I not only have to work in the morning, but I also had my wisdom teeth out today. Sure snacking beside me all night, I can dig that, I would have done the same, also apologetically. But when you have to work in the morning, I just go to bed with you. I just follow your lead. Tonight it’s now 2am - you’re asleep and I’m awake because you decided to move my sleeping self so you could open a bag of chips and have a snack. Then when I called you out on it, you decided it would be a good time to wrap yourself around me and tell me to put my phone down even though I can guarantee that it will take you five fucking minutes to get to sleep when it’s going to take me a goddamn hour to get back to sleep after you fucking woke me up. But I also have your snoring and twitching to fuck with me. Just out of sheer respect I wouldn’t fucking do you like that, but it’s just not even a thought in your head that I might fucking want to sleep in fucking peace. You also put on some fucking music but it’s so loud to me and I don’t know who it is so I’m just fucking distracted more. Dammit dude.
We are working through a lot of shit up here in Yk, so many conversations are being had and it’s really great until you literally tell me you don’t want to go to therapy because it will justify my issues with shit. You’re acknowledging that I’m right without actually acknowledging it. I don’t understand.
The first time I saw this cartoon it had a really profound effect on the way I speak, and the way I think. I will never not reblog this. Take this shit seriously. ^^^
Vernacular is incredibly important.
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Learning to replace “I’m sorry” with “thank you” in most cases been one of the more effective changes in my communication.