I’m an addiction counselor in a rural area, and most of my clients are poor, low-functioning, and have low educational levels. Many of them have no transportation or internet access. They often have unstable housing.
I’m an addiction counselor in a rural area, and most of my clients are poor, low-functioning, and have low educational levels. Many of them have no transportation or internet access. They often have unstable housing.
I honestly think that anyone, male or female, who has seven kids could use similiar advice as rude as it may be. Having seven kids while being a drug addict doesnt really make me feel bad for this lady, just her kids.
Shit, I’m just over here trying like hell to have a baby and it comes so easy for others.
This could have been me except I was the loner, black kid that got destroyed for liking “things that aren’t black” by both sides. I was made to feel like I was sacrificing my blackness because I was in orchestra and liked to listen to classical music too, or got involved with our fall musicals and spring dinner…
YEP. Alot of people romanticize disability, especially when it comes to Down Syndrome. How I often do I hear that “oh Down Syndrome kids are always full of joy, they taught me what real love was” CREEPY. Down Syndrome people are people with feelings and emotions, they don’t exist for people to be *inspired* They can…
Honestly If Beyonce was dark skin, she would be some one who was black famous, with white artists just ripping her off. There would would be a white version of her, (like how rita ora tried to be rihanna) and the rita ora version of her would be insanely successful.
I know it’s a character defect to some, but I have learned to be able to let folks go if they want to go. I too am not very socially oriented. I don’t got time for the kids and their snapbooks, reefer parties, and pop music, so I can help you move if we still cool, but Sweet Potato Sam ain’t bout to chase you down for…
I have 1 child. I struggled/continue to struggle with the same thoughts. What helped me, of all things, was something I read in a dog-eared Dr. Sears book from, like, the ‘70s. Yes, I know they are anti-vaxxing assholes. They were justifying why they had 5-6 kids or whatever. “The world needs my children.”
My husband and I are going to have kids because I’ve seen “Idiocracy” too many times.
People are bad at self-reflection.
I think learning to end bad relationships is the biggest oversight these days. We also put love above respect and common decency. We need to teach teens better emotional habits.
This is awesome. Thank you for sharing your story. Over the years I’ve come to really appreciate my therapist. Sure, she doesn’t look like me, but that’s okay. All skin-folk ain’t kin-folk, and I was looking for healing, not a new bestie.
“So, what do you want to talk about today?” the thin Asian woman across from me asks. She asks this twice a week…
People find the money for what they want and bitch about anything else.
Yeah, “people are funny about money” is probably the overarching thing here. It helps to accept that but i’ll still bitch in private lol.
I never ask people to take me out for dinner or do a big celebration for me when it’s my birthday or anything of that sort. I don’t like putting unnecessary burdens on folks when I can do it myself.
I’d actually join if that was the case. Nothing would make me happier than not dealing with “uhh so hey lol” from 20something boys.
I’m so glad you wrote this. I wish more politicians could be forced to read stories like yours so that they understand what the difference is like between having good insurance, and shitty insurance or no insurance. Republicans will still claim, “Oh, nobody dies in this country because they don’t have insurance.”
you know full well they hate her because she married The Black Guy.
Doesn’t matter if it’s a hard “er” or soft “a”, the history, malice, and intent to define and keep us as subhuman cannot be taken away from the word. We do have the right to dictate who says the word and who doesn’t and I won’t condemn no black man or woman for saying it, but all the same, I’m waiting for the day when…