Trump is only two points ahead in Texas now. If you’re in Texas and vote third party or don’t vote this year, I will personally never forgive you for stealing the joy of watching the GOP freak out at Texas going blue from me.
Alternatively if you are a Republican Texan feel free to write someone in.
I can’t even fathom a blue Texas. This is crazy.
I can and I live in texas.
It’s been said elsewhere but even the Bushes are voting for Clinton. Like, George Bush and W and all. Like, Barbara Bush, who hates the Clintons due to the 1992 election, is voting for Hillary.
The Arizona Republic backed Hillary, the first time it’s ever endorsed a democrat in its ENTIRE 126 year history.
If any of my followers believes that “brain sex” is a rigid and well defined category check this out
I actually did a study on this in my freshman year of university!
I had to give a ten minute presentation on gender and a) how it’s different from sex, and b) whether or not there’s such thing as a “male” and “female” brain.
I found COUNTLESS studies supporting the idea that the brain itself is unisex- there is very little, if any, difference between “male” and “female” brains, with one exception. I’m by no means a neuroscientist but this is what I understood from this particular article: there’s this tiny part of the hypothalamus (a small part of the brain) that has neutrons in it, and the number of neutrons varies. HOWEVER, when the brains of cis men and women and trans men and women (who had not taken hormones for years prior to the time of death) were studied, it was found that the cis men and trans men had almost identical average neutron counts, and the cis women and trans women had almost identical average neutron counts. So if you’re DMAB but realize at some point that you’re a trans woman, as far as your brain is concerned, you ARE a woman! The same goes for DFAB trans men (intersex/nonbinary individuals weren’t studied, unfortunately).
TLDR; Your brain doesn’t care what you were “born as”, only what you really are!
This will probably be my only contribution to the world of political cartoons but I couldn’t resist!
This is great.
people who like pineapple on pizza: yeah its pretty good i get its not for everyone though its kind of a weird sensation but i like it
people who dont like pineapple on pizza: i will FUJCKING KILL ANYONE WHO BRINGS A PINEAPPLE INTO MY LINE OF SIGHT, if you bring a pineapple to me i will shove it down my dick and launch it like a cannon at you, killing you immediately. ill take the pineapple and f
Actually, every time I mention I dont like pineapple on pizza, I get something like this…
me, not liking pineapple in general: I dont like pineapple
people who like pineapple on pizza: WHAT? Are you an ALIEN? HOW can you NOT like pineapple on pizza??? pineapple is AMAZING are you ALRIGHT? You must have had such a bleak CHILDHOOD to have missed out o
When I worked at a mental health crisis centre, I couldn’t believe how many people came to us, not because of their own problems, but because they were so lost in a friend’s pain that they couldn’t take it anymore. I saw a lot of people who were so worn down from helping someone else that they couldn’t sleep, eat, socialize or focus at work or school. They were consumed with guilt every time they put down their phones, went to sleep, or dared to enjoy themselves and have a good time. All because they had no idea how to set boundaries.
Helping your friends through a tough situation is a wonderful and noble thing to do, but it only works if you’re mentally in a place to do so. If you’re dealing with issues or mental illness of your own, you’re not always capable of being someone else’s shoulder to cry on 24/7. And that’s okay. Sometimes, you have to put yourself first. You can’t help someone else if you’re a mess yourself. You can’t save a drowning person with a sinking ship.
Telling a friend that you’re overwhelmed and you need a break is one of the hardest things you’ll ever have to do. Honesty is the best policy – don’t go radio silent on them, or avoid answering their messages. Be honest about how you’re feeling, and what you need from them. If you’re stuck on what to say and how to start the conversation, here are a few suggestions. Feel free to copy them exactly:
It’s really hard for me to admit this, but I’ve been feeling like I’m on the verge of a breakdown lately. I love you and I care about you, but I need to take some time to take care of myself for a while.
I’m really concerned about you, but I honestly don’t know how to deal with this and I’m worried I’ll say the wrong thing. I really think that you should talk to a professional about this.
This is hard for me to admit, but I have a lot going on in my life right now, and it’s getting to be too much for me. Would it be okay if we talked about lighter stuff for the next little while?
You deserve more support than I can give you. I think you need to tell a close family member or professional about what’s going on.
It seems like every time we talk about this, things are worse for you. I’m worried that my advice isn’t helping you at all, and I think you should talk to someone more qualified than me.
I’m really worried for your safety, and it breaks my heart, but I can’t keep you safe all by myself. Would it be okay if we told someone else what was going on?
I’m sorry, but I can’t answer my text messages 24 hours per day. I really want to make sure that you always have someone to turn to if I’m not available. Are there some other people you would trust with this? I can help you tell them, if you’re not comfortable doing it by yourself.
I hope these suggestions are helpful – best of luck to all of you, and make sure to put your own mental health first when you have to.
Was just going to say this in the tags, but it was turning into an essay because apparently I have strong feelings about these, so I’ll just say it here:
I believe this post applies even to people who don’t or don’t think they have a mental illness. Dealing with mental illnesses and breakdowns is EXTREMELY stressful, and I’m saying that both as someone who has been mentally ill since childhood, and as someone who has tried his best to help friends and family members manage their own mental illnesses and crises. It’s the kind of stress that can break someone, even if they started from a space of perfect health (imo people with perfect mental health are basically unicorns, but that’s beside the point). That does not have to happen to you. PLEASE use the suggestions in this post if you’re feeling the strain, regardless of whether you have a diagnosed mental illness or not. Don’t break your own back trying to lift someone else up.
caregiver fatigue/burnout is a documented thing among even the most neurotypical, trained, educated, and paid workers. if your friends need you, you have to make sure to keep yourself stable and healthy in order to keep being there for them.
drowning people will pull you under: they can’t help it. it’s crucial to your success, in trying to help people in trouble, to make sure you put supports and safeguards in place to effectively help them, rather than sink with them.
I try to keep stuff to myself, but I know I sometimes overshare or rant too much with people… and if you are one of those people and you need a break or want me to stop, just let me know! Id much rather you be comfortable so we can stay friends.
Do you know how many dogs I’ve met that get scared or anxious around men because in their previous home men hit them? A lot, and they are very protective of the women who have adopted them now.
Men who are violent towards women are often violent towards animals as well. They think we’re all chattel. If a man wants you to choose between your dog or cat or him, dump the guy. Those animals will love you for the rest of your life, loyal and true.
Actually, I have something to add.
The other day I saw a story where a woman was asking why her dogs had suddenly started growling at her boyfriend whenever he was in the same room as her son.
And my immediate thought was ‘that boyfriend has hurt the kid somehow.’
Spoilers: that was exactly the case.
Trust ur dogs when they say something is off.
The first time my sister came to visit, via plane, after I got my dog, pupper growled at her and wouldn’t go near her for the first day. Next visit was by car (two day drive)and pupper LOVED my sister. They snuggled and played and none of us could figure out why the change. We thought maybe the scent of my sisters cat had lingered on her clothes, making that first visit a rough one. Whereas when she came by car, the scent had had time to wear off. Well that was partially true…
Fast forward about six months when I went north to visit my family. My sister walked into my parents’ house and pupper ran to greet my sister. Stopped dead in her tracks and started growling and barking. Hackles raised, full protection mode. My sisters husband had just walked in behind her.
My precious puppy wanted NOTHING to do with him. She barked, growled, ran away, and sat between him and my sister. Y’all my dog had spent maybe a weekend a half around my sister but protected her like this was her flesh and blood.
Eventually, my sister filed for divorce on grounds of “Extreme and repeated mental, emotional, and sexual abuse.” Divorce was final in less than a month because her claims were substantiated.
Trust the dog, honey. They KNOW.
I’ve never owned dogs, but I used to work with horses (which are a lot like big dogs).
There was this one horse I worked with named Tonto. He was a doll. He followed me like a puppy, snuck treats out of my pocket, he was the sweetest thing. We were practically inseparable.
A guy I was considering dating came to visit me one day, and Tonto wanted NOTHING to do with him. Normally well behaved, he shoved himself between us and would NOT let this guy near me. He was stomping, acting really aggressive, and tried to bite the guy. This horse was practically dragging me back toward the barn. At that moment, despite being like, 17, I knew something was up, and ultimately things didn’t pan out for guy and me.
A year later I found out he had lied about his age (he said he was 18 but he was actually 27) he was arrested for sexually assaulting an 11 year old girl.
Just to be clear, Hillary Clinton could straight up die and relay her orders to the oval office every morning via a fuckin ouija board and she’d STILL be a better president than Trump
canada sort of had this form of government for a while way back so. can confirm, necrocacy for the win
boy am I glad you asked
i’m gonna do this from memory so i’m sorry if the details are vague or a lil wrong… i am but a humble canadian history student.
so. it wasn’t a zombie. it was actually a oujia board a la OP’s idea. but see, the canadian public didn’t know about it — so it was like, a secret nercrocratic dictatorship. not a dictatorship, that is an exaggeration. but i mean… imagine the conspiracy theorists being like… the country is secretly run by ghosts… and they’re right about it.
basically, William Lyon Mackenzie King, canada’s on-again off-again PM during parts of WW1 and the depression and WW2 (he was super wishy-washy on stuff, which meant he lost office often, but also meant it was easy for him to get back into office) was secretly an edgy gothik preteen. and also an orphan. because he was a firm believer in the occult and privately used ouija boards to have consultations with his dead parents to make political decisions sometimes. that was a thing.
for example he communed with the ghosts to decide whether to declare war when hitler started being an ass and england was all like, yo, canada, we’re going to war and as you’ve recently been given autonomy we have to ASK you whether you wanna fight too. so King asked the ghost of his dead father and the dead father was like “nah son, hitler totally just got shot by some polish guy and is dead. you’re fine.”
spoiler alert, he wasn’t dead. but King of course trusted his dead dad who, being dead, is clearly the expert on death and dead things. which is why canada didn’t join WW2 right away. we didn’t get in on the conflict until later.
(of course, though, we didn’t learn about King’s involvement with the dead until he was dead himself and historians started going through his diaries like the creepers that historians are. i bet that was a bit of a shock…)
tl;dr a ghost dictated canada’s involvement in the second world war and shit was cray. you can watch the episodes of ‘canada: a people’s history’ pertinent to King’s lifetime and learn all about it. peace dog
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