never make a suicide joke again. yes this includes “i wanna die” as a figure of speech. swear off of it. actually make an effort to change how you think about things.
find something to compliment someone for at least 4 times a day. notice the little things about the world that make you happy, and use that to make other people happy.
talk to people. initiate conversation as often as you possibly can. keep your mind busy and you wont have to worry anymore
picture the bad intrusive thoughts in youe head as an edgy 13 year old and tell them to go be emo somewhere else
if someone makes you feel bad most of the time, stop talking to them. making yourself hang out with people who drain you is self harm. stop it.
“By the time I was in my mid-20s and working at a firm, I had everything that I was told I should want, but I could still feel that there was something missing. I started to ask myself some more important questions like ‘What do I really care about and how do I give something back?’ I wanted to be in a position to help folks from neighborhoods like mine, especially young people, have the opportunities that I had. So I quit my job at the law firm and found myself working in careers where I could spend my time lifting up the kinds of communities that I grew up in.”—Michelle Obama
The list of Michelle Obama’s contributions to the people of the U.S. is long. One of her most famous accomplishments has been the Let’s Move! program, which highlighted the importance of healthy eating and exercise. She’s hosted receptions at the White House for women’s rights advocates, publicly stated her belief that LGBTQ rights are equal rights, and while attending WWDC, called for tech companies to hire more women.
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-Beliving that none of your friends actually want to be your friend and they hate being near you
-Hating normal things because they were used to mock you
-Having to seek constant validation for your existance
-Remembering particular insults you’ve been called for years and will probably never forget them
-Beliving you’re too ugly for anyone to ever love
-Not wanting to go to a new school/further education because you know the same thing will happen there
-Having your parents tell you that you’re only being ‘teased’
-Having people wash their hands in disgust if they accidentally touch you.
Remember, you don’t have to feel all of these to understand
-Having people say you like someone as a way to gross that someone out -Never quite trusting anyone. -Having people ask you out as a dare -”They’re only making fun of you ‘cause they’re jealous!” -”He’s only mean to you ‘cause he’s got a crush on you!” -Having to deal with bullshit ‘zero tolerance’ policies
-being told you’ll be happy in college only to discover that people don’t change -believing that if you’re not way more successful and happier than everyone who ever bullied you then you’re worthless and they’ve won -constantly evaluating yourself looking for the thing that made the abuse happen and falling into a spiral of self-loathing -never quite being able to believe you didn’t deserve it somehow -constantly expecting it to happen again and so never properly relaxing into any situation
– being told that you’re imagining it, that those people are really nice – being expected to respect your bullies by everyone because of their social position – being invited to join a group only to be the target of their insults and mockery – having half-chewed food rubbed in your hair and juice poured into your bags – waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting for it all to happen again and inevitably driving people away because you are too paranoid and wary
-not being able to describe to new friends just how bad it was -being deathly afraid people just won’t believe you -seeing the people who bullied you grow to be Really Good People, but they’ve never apologized -seeing the people who bullied you grow to be Really Bad People and everybody says they always knew they were an ass, but never helped you out -not being able to talk about past experiences because you already feel like a burden to your friends with too much baggage -not being able to ask someone out for fear they’d say yes only out of pity -letting seemingly little things get to you because they throw you right back into the days where everything was really bad
-Being unable to relate to anyone without thinking they are secretly laughing behind your back -Not being able to take a compliment without thinking it’s a joke. -Not being able to take a joke. People think you are an irritable person, but in truth you are just tired for having been insulted so many times in your life, you just want people to stop rubbing that wound. -Becoming dependent on someone else to live your social life. Without this person you’d rather stay home alone, because you feel too defenceless and the others will surely devour you as if you were a deer between lions. -You’re a fully grown adult, but you’re still afraid of crossing that park when you’re alone. -It’s the last day of school, everyone is sad and crying because they will part ways. You just wait for it to be over and hope that the next period of your life will be better. Off without any of them. -Also, some of the above are painstakingly accurate. “Having people ask you out as a dare” Yeah, I remember that. -Realizing the few happy memories of your childhood that you can recall, are the very few moments when someone accidentally treated you like a normal person. This probably hurts more than it should.
just reading this made me burst into tears wow. talk about realizing you have wounds you weren’t even aware of
– feeling obligated to help, support, never question and bend over for your friends because you’re terrified of losing their friendship, even as an adult (which wouldn’t be necessary, actually, since the few friends i have are real, true friends and would never hurt me, but the need to never went away) – having to “buy” friendships with providing them snacks, letting them play with your stuff, doing stuff for them – doubting every. single. one. that’s treating you nicely and like an actual person and questioning their motives – crippling self-doubt because there has to be something wrong with you to make people treat you like that
– “just man up”
-Having every single student and Teacher ignoring you, only if you threw up in class would anyone notice you, only to think you’re disgusting.
-Getting letters telling you to go and kill yourself because no one wants to look at your ugly ass face.
-getting into a group of People, only to realize they use you to get close to that one and only true friend you had, and as soon as they’re friends, they forget about you.
-Always playing alone and talking to yourself, as no one else ever listened to you or cared about your feelings and/or opinions.
– Always assuming people laughing in public are laughing at you
– Automatically trying to get out of social situations out of habit then loathing myself for not making/spending time with friends and feeling lonely
– Always having to overachieve because if what I do isn’t perfect then I have nothing to base self esteem off
Comparing the growth of other Kinds of nonprofits, the researchers believe they were able to identify the causal effect of these community groups Every 10 additional organizations in a city with 100,000 residents, they estimate, led to a 9 percent drop in the murder rate and a 6 percent drop in violent crime. In a criminology field that has produced some eyebrow-raising ideas, this one is actually not so surprising. That national finding echoes local studies of some individual programs, like one run by the Pennsylvania Horticultural Society that converts abandoned lots into green spaces and that has been linked in Philadelphia to reduced gun violence. The research also affirms some of the tenets of community policing: that neighborhoods are vital to policing themselves, and that they can address the complex roots of violence in ways that fall beyond traditional police work. “It’s absolutely consistent with what I would argue is probably the prevalent theory of policing among the major cities today,” Richard Myers, the executive director of the Major Cities Chiefs Association, said of the new research.
“Any time people’s basic needs are met, violence goes down – that’s not new,” said Noreen McClendon, who directs the nonprofit Concerned Citizenes of South Central Los Angeles.
in other news, water is wet
Okay, not to be snippy, but I really do hate these kinds of comment in response to something like this which is a very serious work of scholar activism that was not “water is wet” and I think it’s both disrespectful to the intense, complicated work that Dr. Sharkay is doing and also…It’s just not the case that this is “obvious” to the broader public or to people who have opinions about criminal justice considering that, compared to the studies on broken windows policing, the role of community organizations actually has been under-researched and, of course, because the DOJ is focused on creating more punitive policing strategies while cutting funding to Community Development Block Grants.
And also, I just think it’s important and valuable to make sure that we’re actually accomplishing what we’re trying to accomplish. It’s important to have somebody out there taking a step back and running the data and making sure we’re not all wrong about our assumptions.
I don’t mean to impose a personal favour on you guys, but I really would like to ask that everyonewho follows me reblog this.
I don’t think I made it very clear but last month I was sexually assaulted by someone who I thought was my friend (I don’t want to talk about it don’t ask), and it’s… really fucked with my head.
Had I known this a month ago I would have been able to get away.
So, essentially, I’m really pleading with you to reblog this so everyone who follows you doesn’t get stuck in the same position I was with no way out.
I mean again I don’t want the point of this to be my sob story or whatever but if you could reblog this it would seriously mean a lot
and im asking to all of my followers who see this post in your dashboard to please press play to this video, you never know when this is gonna be useful, PLEASE DON’T IGNORE IT.
If you haven’t already been informed… Stephon Alonzo Clark was fatally shot in Sacramento, California by the SPD. He was shot at 20 TIMES in his own backyard after cops “mistakenly” took his cellphone as a weapon. They first claimed they believed it was a “toolbar” and then later changed their story saying they believed it was a gun, and they feared for their lives, only to find out he had NOTHING aside from his phone. I have always felt deeply about BLM and police brutality, but this hit too close to home. This is home. We graduated in the same class. We walked the same halls, shared the same classrooms, attended the same parties/prep rallies/knew the same people… and so on. He has 2 children under 5 years old that have to grow up without him, as well as a city that adores him and is in mourning. His family is hurting. Our city is hurting. Please spread the word, help if you can, and bring his family justice! #StephonAlonzoClark #SACforever #JusticeForZoe
Honestly I think one of the most empowering things you can do for yourself is to separate your negative qualities from your identity.
Instead of saying “I’m lazy,” saying “I’ve made a habit of not doing work unless it’s absolutely necessary.” Instead of saying “I’m a bad friend,” saying “I haven’t communicated as much as I should with the people I care about.”
By being specific about your problems, and by framing it as an action that you are consciously either working on or ignoring rather than an unchangeable part of who you are, you allow yourself to accept your mistakes and work constructively on them instead of pretending they didn’t happen or wallowing in blaming yourself.
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