I don’t think that’s true. Millions of people with addiction have managed to learn to control it, either by abstaining completely or by cutting down. That’s a fact, isn’t it? How do you square that with your statement?

Now if they could open a bank account or have a passport without requiring permission...

I hope all of the women that want to do run away. Fast.

Still, fuck this country.

If the fear is that women are going to automatically run away from you when given a little freedom then all you’re saying is that you’ve them no reason to stay.

Taking on the role of a man, when your options are ‘be a warrior’ or ‘wait in your hut for a conquering tribe to rape you’ does not mean that these women were trans, my god.

Old Norse historian Judith Jesch counters with some cautious skepticism.

Ah the luxury of having never bought an item from Walmart. You obviously have never lived in a small town with poor parents, and the only place for 30 miles is a Walmart. In rural areas, it’s a necessity.

Female actors are hardly ever taken as seriously as male ones (with huge exceptions like Meryl Streep.)

I can’t read about or see Emma Roberts without immediately thinking about how she is a batterer.

I can’t decide if that is better or worse that the equally repellent #GIRLBOSS.

That’s the part that really stuck out to me like who does this?

I can tell you from experience that women are just as awful and depraved as men and do the same stuff given the chance and this article speaks to that fact.

“I have a message for anyone who attempts to traffic in these photos or videos of Ms. Barton: we will find you, and we will come after you. We will fully prosecute you under every available criminal and civil law. You proceed at your peril.” 

I’ve been told to look into acceptance therapy. It’s something I’m hoping to start soon. Anything to help me recognize I’m only going to change my look so much, that our body standards are hard to maintain, and comparing to them isn’t healthy.

I was five when kids started calling me fat. I remember that day. I’ve been ostracized, left out, made fun of, and been treated as lesser since that day. Every waking moment is spent thinking about how I look, how I’m holding myself, how this meal is going to impact me, will people like me, am I doing this right.

This is exactly how I feel. I have friends telling me I have body dysmorphia and when I see myself I can only imagine I’m a rubber sack of mashed potatoes. And the worst part is when I go to the gym this mentality is only supported by the looks in other gay men’s eyes. I’m less human to them than their pet dogs. I’m…

See, I am no perfect-body-worshipping gay myself, and I have never aspired to have a six pack. But the presence of these men and this show doesn’t make me feel remotely bad about myself or excluded from anything. I have a fulfilling social, family and professional life and I’m entirely content and confident with that.

(“What effect could it have on gay preteens who have yet to come out?). (“How may it influence someone’s opinion of the LGBT community who has yet to actually meet a gay person in real life?”).