“It’s never, never, never the woman’s fault. No man has a right to raise a hand to a woman. No means no. […] The one regret I have is we call it domestic violence as if it’s a domesticated cat. It is the most vicious form of violence there is, because not only the physical scars are left, the psychological scars that are left. This whole culture for so long has put the onus on the woman. What were you wearing? What did you say? What did you do to provoke? That is never the appropriate question.”—
I woke up at like 11:30am yesterday and then took a nap yesterday afternoon and last night I couldn’t sleep…like my head didn’t touch a pillow until 7am this morning.
My stomach has been bugging me all day and I just feel like poop. Also…I pooped a lot. Sorry tmi.
I had this conversation with this guy that I met 2 weeks ago. He was really nice and funny and we had a lot of things in common. We kept missing each other when it came to communicato but finally last night we got a chance to talk. (I asked HIM out for coffee earlier this week and he finally responded last night ) and I have just been trying to get my bearings straight. I’m not used to guys liking me, I’m not used to guys finding me more attractive than other girls. I know that I am pretty (sometimes, when I wear make up) and can look good in a good outfit, I have some confidence. But up until this point in my life that has never really resulted in someone ‘liking’ me.
He also mentioned that his ‘type’ of girl is curvy, which doesn’t make sense to me. I always think guys are trying to be nice when they say that to me. Like, because I am acknowledging your weight and telling you I don’t mind, we can keep talking.
I am blowing this way out proportion but sometimes it just feels good to let it out.
my moms favorite pastime is to come into my room, insult all of my life choices, list everything i already know i need to do making me 10x more stressed about it than i was before, then leave my door open