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cooki3face · 6 months
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Don’t you hate it when women who are in their power, at the height of the careers, or have so much potential to continue to be successful and become something end up trapped by bum ass niggas who are envious of their success, disrespect them constantly and don’t want them to do better. It’s the worst. It infuriates me so deeply. We love children, it is never the child’s fault, it is often never fully and wholeheartedly the woman’s fault sometimes women are victims of abuse, sometimes women are too in love to make decisions in order to save their lives and their careers. BUT, I wish that we would start making better decisions. Especially, if we’re going to be unmarried and dating these bum ass men whom do not amount to anything or half of what we’re worth or potentially could be doing.
I love to help us make better decisions from a spiritual standpoint so when we’re talking about pregnancy and children, let us talk about the fact that our children inherit heaps of our trauma from us, our children are spiritually affected by the people whom make them up. I take a lot of the stances I take in terms of women’s livelihoods, their rights, the health and safety of children, BECAUSE, I understand how important it is that children and woman are protected and are given the opportunity to live and have the best lives possible. We are talking about the people who guide these spirits from the spiritual realm into the physical and spirits that are vulnerable to all these things the moment they are sent down to be conceived by us and brought into this world, into the physical, into the 3D.
We are talking about women and children and all of their divinity here that are constantly being put in the worst positions possible, we cannot continue like this as people. To the new world or in general. That is not to say that men and the masculine energy in general is not divine in all of his (their) glory but we live in a world today with countless wounded feminine and masculine energies who are running around like headless chickens adding fuel to a fire that is engulfing Mother Earth and her creation.
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obi-wansorrow · 23 days
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I'm watching an action movie where a woman is taken hostage and they're trying to flee with her. So, here are some things my mother taught my two sisters and me when we were growing up and watching Criminal Minds all the time:
Warnings: We're talking survival and it gets graphic and nasty.
1. Dead weight. Do not go to a secondary crime scene. If your attacker is trying to take you, go forcefully limp and let them haul your dead weight. It's almost guaranteed to surprise them and you might get an opening to fight or flee.
2. Pee. Imagine you're trying to take someone and they just suddenly pee themselves. It's shocking. Again, an opportunity to run or fight.
3. Bite and scratch. Rip into them. Your life is worth the cost of therapy that biting into another human being is gonna require.
4. Throw yourself out of the moving vehicle. My older sister has actually done this. Her abusive pimp was going to kill her so she threw herself out of the car and ran screaming down the street that he was going to kill her. It startled a motel worker enough that they called the cops in an area of town that no one calls the cops in.
5. They grab your jacket, purse, shirt, etc. If it isn't your actual body, you can afford to lose it. Rip yourself out of that article of clothing and run.
My mom raised three girls. We watched a lot of crime shows as a family and she took every opportunity to ask us how we would get out of each scenario. Was it healthy? Probably not but it shaped the way we viewed the world and definitely saved all of us at least a few times.
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ragingbookdragon · 2 years
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Ladies never be afraid to stand your ground when it comes to deciding where to go for the night. Even if you’re someone like me who feels bad about declining things, always put your safety first. Never go to someone’s house when you’ve never met them and always go somewhere public where cameras are frequent. Stand your ground and do not back down.
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sowhatnotcreative · 7 months
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My impression of tiktok women who give advice to women on how to protect themselves against men:
"You should NEVER get a man who *thing*! Now granted, I have a man who *thing* - but it worked out for me!"
"Always watch out for men! Now, I have a man, but that's different because I'm smart/he's perfect!"
"When you look for a man you need to be smart! If your man is bad? You were dumb!"
"Now MY man is perfect, but YOUR man you gotta be really frickin careful with."
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rozegolden · 2 years
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So all I’m getting from this is that the elderly, women and children are about to be fodder in Illinois…. Wanna have your abuser locked up? That’s cute. He can just bond himself out and now all you’ve accomplished was pissing him off and having him make a beeline straight back to finish you off. Anyway y’all, strap up. :)
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gmuvuti · 3 months
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marywoodartdept · 5 months
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With the end of the semester coming up quick, our Ceramics blogger, Richele, shares some of her favorite pieces that she worked on throughout her final fall semester. From feminist art to art based on music, Richele shares her work with us, don’t miss it!
Now that we are in the month of December, inch by inch we are getting closer to finals! Usually this time of the semester is very stressful due to tons of homework, projects, and tests. Fortunately, I am lucky this semester because I only have one class that I have to take a final in. There are few times that this has happened to me but I am glad that I have a lighter load for my final semester…
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inconsequentialliving · 7 months
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Do you understand?
I used to hate saying “as a woman.”
I thought it sounded too much like an excuse.
But it’s not.
It’s really not.
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I’ve been thinking about pizza delivery men.
I’ve been thinking about what it means to be a woman.
I’ve been thinking about how something so mundane for a man can be so horrifying for a woman.  
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This is the third time a car has slowed down next to me while I was walking my dog at night.
I watch from afar, I clock it almost immediately, I see how it inches towards me. I prepare to fight for my life. To flee. To scream.
I brace myself.
Their right beside me. They come to a stop. The door opens.
Out steps a man holding a…
pizza.
He jogs down a nearby driveway and knocks on a door. As one does. As a pizza man. He’s a pizza man.
Did you think that was going to end differently?
I did.
This is the third time. The third time a pizza man has made me fearful for my life.
Have you ever feared a pizza man?
It’s happening more and more frequently with Uber being the worst culprit.
Your unmarked car, creeping toward an address, watching for a street sign, looking for a house number.
Do you not see me there? Do you not care? Or.
Or do you just not know?
When you stop next to me and don’t immediately emerge with a pizza. When you leave your car running. With you inside. With tinted windows.
I’ve noticed. I’ve noticed that all these drivers have been men. I’ve noticed more and more of my friends talking about this same experience over and over again.
A car pulling over, an Uber picking up a rider, a pizza man delivery a pizza. So mundane. Perhaps to a man.
The fact that men don’t know how scary life is for women is, in itself, scary.
I don’t need you to remember everything that terrifies me. I don’t need you to make a list. I don’t need you to protect me. I don’t even need you to care.
I need you to understand that you don’t understand.
You don’t understand.
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I remember.
I remember my brother being upset that my parents got me a nicer car than him. Brand new. Reputable dealership. Extended warranty. And CAA Roadside Assistance.
I wasn’t sure why my parents got me a nicer car than him, but I wasn’t about to complain.
One day, my brother brought it up at the dinner table. My dad thought about it but couldn’t come up with an answer. He said that he had never thought about it. He reminded us that we were lucky. Both of us. Lucky.
My mom didn’t say anything.
Later, when it was just my mom and I, I asked her about the cars. I thought she would make a joke. I thought she would dismiss it. I thought.
She surprised me.
She was very serious.
She said she wanted me to be safe.
She said that she didn’t want me to break down on the side of the road somewhere.
She said she didn’t want me to be stranded in the dark, alone, and afraid.
She said she didn’t want to be woken up by harsh knocking.
She said she didn’t want to hear that my broken-down car had been found on the side of some road.
She said she didn’t want to hear that I was nowhere to be found.
She said she didn’t want to hear that I was found. Dead.
She also said not to accept help from anyone.
She also said to call CAA Roadside Assistance because they have an identification number that I could use to confirm their intentions.
She also said not to pull over for anyone when its dark.
She also said to call the police when I am getting pulled over because you never know if it’s a police officer pulling you over.
She said that she wanted the same protection for my brother as well, but that it was different for me because I was a woman.
And she said my father didn’t understand.
He would never dispute my mom’s reasoning. He would never say that we were overacting. He would never.
But he would roll his eyes when we talked about the cars. He would forget to repurchase my CAA Membership. He would decline recommended service appointments. He would.  
He would also always say how lucky I was.
It felt wrong to hear “for your protection” and “you’re so lucky” when we were all talking about the same thing.
But that’s because he didn’t understand.
I love my dad.
But I would appreciate if he understood how much he doesn’t understand.
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ivorygothic · 2 years
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I hope they all choke and die
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marzipanandminutiae · 12 days
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thoughts on "tradwives" as a 19th-century social historian
It's great until it's not.
It's great until he develops an addiction and starts spending all the money on it.
It's great until you realize he's abusive and hid it long enough to get you totally in his power (happened to my great-great-aunt Irene).
It's great until he gets injured and can't work anymore.
It's great until he dies and your options are "learn a marketable skill fast" or "marry the first eligible man you can find."
It's great until he wants child #7 and your body just can't take another pregnancy, but you can't leave or risk desertion because he's your meal ticket.
It's great until he tries to make you run a brothel as a get-rich-quick scheme and deserts you when you refuse, leaving your sisters to desperately fundraise so your house doesn't get foreclosed on (happened to my great-great-aunt Mamie).
It's great until you want to leave but you can't. It's great until you want to do something else with your life but you can't. It's great. Until. It's. Not.
I won't lie to you and say nobody was ever happy that way. Plenty of women have been, and part of feminism is acknowledging that women have the right to choose that sort of life if they want to.
But flinging yourself into it wholeheartedly with no sort of safety net whatsoever, especially in a period where it's EXTREMELY easy for him to leave you- as it should be; no-fault divorce saves lives -is naive at best and dangerous at worst.
Have your own means of support. Keep your own bank account; we fought hard enough to be allowed them. Gods willing, you never need that safety net, but too many women have suffered because they needed it and it wasn't there.
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stil-lindigo · 8 months
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warmth.
a comic about not being alone.
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Five ways to make your workplace a more positive and secure place for women
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The safety of women has always been paramount in every sector. Every year on March 8th, for International Women's Day, many committees are formed regularly to safeguard the security of women.
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jashasedai · 1 year
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A person who doesn’t understand the law of large numbers.
if 3 people out of 100 isn’t bad enough
then expand that to 1 million people-
30,000 people is 3%
there are 8 billion people on the planet
3% of that is 30 million- you moron
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bryonyashaw · 1 year
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When many women hear the word “feminism,” they think about angry, bra-burning ladies in the 1970s, terms like “man-hater” and worse... But a feminist isn’t someone who hates men, and it isn’t even necessarily someone who identifies as a woman. Anyone can be a feminist, and you don’t have to be politically active to support the cause.
Merriam Webster (thats right, not just google at my fingertips 😂) defines 'feminism' as the theory of the political, economic, and social equality of the genders or organized activity on behalf of women’s rights and interests. Those interests range widely, but they include equal pay, family leave, and even the ability to walk down the street without feeling unsafe. It may seem obvious that all women - and even all decent people - should want those things, but many stats (𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘴://𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘷.𝘤𝘰.𝘶𝘬/𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴/𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺/𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴-𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘴/2022/03/08/𝘩𝘰𝘸-𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯-𝘥𝘰-𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘩-𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯-𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭-𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦-𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨-𝘥𝘢𝘺-𝘥 2022) show many women still don’t feel comfortable calling themselves feminists.
There are also stats on '𝘩𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘴://𝘸𝘸𝘸.𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯.𝘰𝘳𝘨.𝘶𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸-𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘢-𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯-𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭-𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦-𝘢𝘵-𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵/' that say 'One in two women felt unsafe walking alone after dark in a quiet street near their home, compared to one in seven men.' (Released August 2021)
I guess all I want for my children, my daughters, is to feel safe in a world of men. For them to have equal pay. Equal power. Equal choices. I want for my son to respect women and to not be the kind of man to make a woman feel unsafe. Each day I worry for my daughter walking to and from school, part of growing up is being in the world but the world scares me.
𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙢? 𝙎𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙣, 𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙨, 𝙙𝙞𝙢, 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙙, 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙, 𝙛𝙖𝙩, 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙡𝙖𝙯𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙗𝙚. 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙩? 𝙊𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚.
𝘊𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯
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