He is traumatised and men have few safe outlets for managing their trauma, their fear and their shame.

At least it’s not something really weird and fucked up. Relatedly, I watched the first episode of Black Mirror on Netflix last night. A client recommended it and I’m like fuck, dude, you could’ve warned me. This was not the week for that shit.

I feel helpless with my kid sometimes, it seems like she hates me. She’s not yet 3, so I know I’m being a dumbass, but it just sucks to get smacked in the face by someone you live for. She is usually so cool, but today she was decidedly not chill. I think she knows her dad is going to be out of town for a few weeks…

Pain and suffering is not a zero-sum game. Just because your boyfriend suffered horrifically doesn’t mean you never are allowed to be upset, angry, hurt, traumatized, or any other emotion. Telling him that you’re hurting and he’s wrong to tell you that you’re not is not tantamount to denying his trauma. You do not…

Yeah, this really isn’t okay. It sounds like perhaps he’s never processed his own trauma, and thinks that being ‘strong’ and pushing feelings down is the way to move on. If that’s the case, it’s very sad for him- but him trying to tell *you* how you should feel comes across as controlling and belittling, and a whole…

So I’m pretty angry and sad right now and this sandwich thing is honestly not really helping me feel better.

Like most people I’ve had a terrible time this week. I’ve been struggling especially hard with my boyfriend, and need advice.

Galaxy Quest came to mind and it’s on Netflix. Guardians of the Galaxy? Also Moon isn’t comedy but is amazing and Sam Rockwell is really good, also just thought of Safety Not Guaranteed.

I just signed up today to be a public library homework helper. I live in the middle of a triangle of libraries in a criminally underfunded school district, serving the most marginalized kids. I’ve been saying I’m going to do it for a year and this got me going.

We have a couple of students who are allergic to chocolate and nuts this year, which makes my usual Emergency Chocolate a no-go, so I just tucked a bag of Skittles in my desk for those late-afternoon, need-to-do-this-paperwork moments.

“how have you been practicing self-care these past few days?”

I’m a light skinned Puerto Rican American who passes for white (except for my name). I know my heavily accented best friend is in far greater danger than I will be, and I cried helplessly when she said she wished she could be as white as me. I know my white features give me privilege and protection. Since the…

It’s natural, but in my experience it’s still worth marrying if you have the right dude. Mine eventually realized that his family is wacky and we don’t live near them so it’s no biggie. Is there any way you can not live near them? Does he know they are wacky? That’s particularly important.

I added safety pins to my coats and my work sweater. I also intend to make them available to the college students who work for me.

I was so excited for SNS to arrive, and now that it’s hear, I’m just...blah.

How does one not like Nutella? It sounds odd in this bun application, but it’s fucking chocolate and hazelnuts so I’ll eat it.

Current Mood:

A friend of mine noted that art therapy is part of a holistic substance abuse recovery program. I hope he is more capable of understanding the hell he unleashed upon this world. This part of the caption, “...remarkable men and women who were injured carrying out my orders.” makes me think it might be sinking in, 13…

Of course Dick Cheney voted for Trump/Pence. The man shot someone in the face when he was the VP. There is a well of untapped potential inside Pence that could erase Cheney’s legacy with its sheer horror. A man’s got a right to want to be forgotten!

Only Jezebel could take a story about a retired politician painting surprisingly competent portraits of veterans and turn it into another indiscreet whinge-fest about the election.