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Their's a rumor going around that you and Spoons broke up. Is that true??? You loved each other so much!!

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I suffer from Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Social Anxiety, and a panic disorder. Online classes are my hell. But sweetheart what you need to do is start advocating for yourself. Sadly our world doesn't really take mental illness all that seriously but that can't stop you from standing up for yourself to save you from the harm that mental illness can do (panic attacks, etc..) I've literally had to tell my teachers no when they're asking too much from me and my anxiety. I won't put myself through that just for a grade. Now maybe they won't change and maybe they won't try and help you but I promise you'll feel better knowing that you were an advocate for yourself and that you refused to let them treat you like your anxiety is nothing.

I think I have a long way to go before I’m able to advocate for myself in the ways you are suggesting, unfortunately. I appreciate your advice, but it is very much easier said than done (as I am very very sure you know). I was not specifically targeted or singled out earlier, it was more general despondence at the lack of participation. I will definitely monitor the situation tho, and if it gets worse or becomes more an issue of boundaries being crossed, I will say something about it. thank you though - I’m glad you can stand up for yourself! go you :)

I've been on Tumblr for years, but my husband knows my main account so I started this side account.

I've seen Tumblr move mountains for people so I'm hoping and praying that you guys can move mountains for me.

I'm 26 years old. I've been with my husband since I was 16 and he was 20. I know now that he was attracted to me because I was young and manipulatable but at the time I was so flattered that an older college guy wanted to be in a relationship with me.

Looking back there were a lot of red flags. He didn't like any of my friends and he told me who I could hang out with and when. He told me that my school work wasn't important because I was going to be a stay-at-home wife after high school while he went out and earned a living. As teenager living in a household that was unstable and on the brink of collapse, the idea of having a strong man take care of me was very appealing and so I overlooked the red flags.

He liked to get me drunk. He'd take me to his shitty apartment and he would load me up with Mike's Hard Lemonade and Smirnoff Ice and then we'd fool around. I had a lot of pregnancy scares from 16-17 because he didn't like to wear a condom and when I was drinking it was harder for me to insist. When I was 18, I got on the pill at least. He was always pushing my boundaries in the bedroom. I'd say no to something and he'd give me the silent treatment until I let him do it. Or he'd just do it even though I said I didn't want to.

He graduated college the year I graduated high school, and we moved in together. From the beginning, he was controlling, keeping tabs on me and watching the bank account like a hawk, but I chalked it up to needing to be frugal. We were really poor, but he promised to take care of me.

Eventually, though, I had to get a job to make ends meet. He didn't like that. The first time he hit me was when I told him I'd been interviewing for jobs. It wouldn't be the last.

God, just. Ten years I let him tell me I was helpless without him, I was weak, and stupid, and only he would ever love me. I let him hit me. I let him separate me from my friends and family. I let him kick my cat.

But I'm done. I'm going to get me and Midnight out of here.

hey do you have a tumblr

no sorry

You know you made those epic flag things for international lesbian day, where you stare at them for a bit and then you see the flags in mid air, can you make them for other flags pls!! they're really cool!!

heck yea! I'll upload them asap :)

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