Virtue Requires A Delicate Balance. 

And when we DO call men ‘boys’ it’s usually to let them not take responsibility ie, “boys will be boys”

When you call a woman a “girl”, you reinforce the infantilization of women as helpless, irrational, weak beings in need of protection. A diminutive term, “girl” denies a woman her adulthood, her maturity and her power. Notice the frequency in which we call men “men” or “guys” but call women “girls”. This is no coincidence. This use of language is rooted in sexism and it is disrespectful, patronizing and disempowering. A woman is not a female child. Stop calling women “girls”.

women know hunger too well & not even in the sense of food/appetite (though that is painfully prevalent in so many of us) but hunger for identity, to be heard, desperate to be seen & then to not be seen at all, to simply be. a hunger that feels all consuming & then we end up devouring ourselves from the outside in just in order to deny our appetite for life & love. to hide our wants & desires. it aches all of the time & it’s so tiring i just want to feel full i want to feel satisfied with myself my body my existence  

stereotypical werewolf/vampire duo except its like this

Déanic Ask Game ミ☆

❓: Are you a Déanist or a Filianist? (I know all Filianists are Déanists too, technically, but bear with me here.) Do you follow a blended path?

📖: Do you have a favourite verse from the Clear Recital? If not, maybe a favourite teaching or chapter?

🙏: Do you prefer recited, pre-written prayers or spontaneous prayer? Do you have a favourite prayer? Have you ever written your own?

🪞: Do you have a preferred “image” of Déa, such as Mother Mary, a particular goddess, etc.?

😇: Do you have a patroness Janya, or a Janya you feel the closest to?

📿: Do you own any prayer beads? Did you buy them, or make them yourself? How do you pray them?

🎁: Do you celebrate the Déanic holidays, something else or a mix of both? Do you have a favourite holiday?

👣: What has your religious journey looked like? Did you walk any paths before this one?

💬: Do you have a favourite Déanic or generally religious quote?

👐: What makes you feel close to Déa?

📺: Is there any fictional media that gives you Déanic vibes, or otherwise reminds you of Her in some way?

🫂: What’s your favourite part about being in the Ekklesia?

💭: Free space! Ask your own question, if you’d like!

it's God. The yearning you feel is for God plain and simple. Research Orthodoxy

actually i was yearning for gay sex but i appreciate you trying

“How do we account for the fact that many women view their relationships with their male partners as egalitarian? In fact, within intimate heterosexual relationships, both women and men generate the fantasy of the egalitarian relationship. Studies by Elizabeth Grauerholz (1987) help us to understand this phenomenon. Grauerholz asked “if men possess greater power than women, why is there a tendency for both men and women in heterosexual dating and marital relationships to report an equal distribution of power in their relationships?” She found that, for both sexes, perceived egalitarianism within the relationship increased as perceived likelihood of finding another partner who was as good or better than their present partner decreased! This finding suggests that, when people feel they lack relational alternatives, they improve their evaluations of their current relationship. As women’s perceptions of getting a partner who is any better decrease, women’s perceptions of being in an egalitarian relationship with a male partner are prone to distortion in the direction of misperceiving the relation as more egalitarian than it is.”

- Loving To Survive by Dee L. R. Graham

I didn't know inner labia where a thing for years! I also thought I might be intersex in some way. When I found a diagram that labeled online it I cried in relief.

When I was about 12 years old I noticed this white stuff in my underwear. It was goopy and creamy but when it dried it became crusty. I had no idea what it was. I hoped that if I ignored it it would go away- it didn’t. Eventually I became worried. I thought that I might be slowly pissing myself, but the texture wasn’t right for that. I considered that I might be intersex, have testes, and that they might somehow be leaking. I wanted to ask someone about it, but because of the inherent shame and tabooness around women’s bodies I was too embarrassed to do so. I figured that even if I did ask someone, they wouldn’t be able to help me. I thought that this white stuff in my underwear was a result of me being a dirty freak.

I felt so much shame around my body. I was terrified of sleepovers or locker rooms or anywhere else where someone might see what’s in my underwear. I carried this shame for almost two years.

Then one day a friend’s mother drove me home from school. This woman kept some kind of puberty pamphlet in the back of the car for us to read. I happened to pick it up and read part of it. The section I read taught me that this “white stuff” in my underwear is called vaginal discharge, it happens to all women, it begins anywhere from a year to a week before your first period, and it’s part of my vagina’s healthy natural functions.

I was so reliveved to know that what I was experiencing was normal, but I was also furious. Less than 50 words could have saved me from years of pain and humiliation. But no one thought to mention it. My school had given us some basic sex ed, but they never covered it. But they did cover wet dreams because obviously that’s more important.

I’ve shared my story with other women and it turns out I’m not the only one that had this issue. Dozens of women got back to me telling me that they had the same experience. One poor girl, she messaged me saying something like, “I know this sounds weird, but thank you for teaching me what discharge is.” She went on to tell me that she was 19 years old and that she had been experiencing it for ~8 years and had no idea what it was until she read my post. As soon as she noticed this white stuff in her underwear for the first time she went straight to her step mother who promptly made fun of her for being a freak. The stop mom took her to the gynecologist but they couldn’t figure out what was “wrong” with her. She had been going to the gynecologist and getting all these unnecessary and invasive exams and tests done. She thanked me for telling her what vaginal discharge was and thanked me for letting her know she’s not alone. I sent her a DM telling and infodumped everything I knew about vaginal discharge.

I couldn’t believe her story. She had been going to licences medical professionals for almost a decade and not one of them could figure out that it was just vaginal discharge.

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When I was ~13 I put my fingers in my vagina and felt something. It felt like a tampon that had been left in there too long. I tried to pull it out but it was stuck. I then tried to scoop it out, feeling around the edges. That’s when I realized that it was attatched to me. It was not a tampon. I was terrified that it might be a tumor. But I was too scared to say anything because of the inherent shame and tabooness surrounding women’s bodies (again) and also because telling someone would mean having to admit that I put my fingers inside of myself.

About a year later I went to the gynecologist for an unrelated reason. I figured that now was the best time to bring it up. The nurse practitioner told me that I would need a pelvic exam to figure out what’s going on. I had been dreading getting a pelvic exam. I had been avoiding them for years because of a bad experience I had as a child. But I was so worried that I had literal cancer that I decided to tough it out. The nurse practitioner poked around for a while and asked if this object I mentioned was shaped like so. I said yes. She informed me that this object inside of my vagina was my cervix.

My fucking cervix! I never would’ve guessed. In the few diagrams of women’s anatomy that I had seen prior, the vagina and cervix look like two distinct organs. It always looked like the vagina ended then the cervix began. I never knew that the cervix poked out into my vagina like that.

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I had such horrible experiences I vowed to prevent as many women as possible from experiencing the same thing. I made a point to tell my sisters everything I knew before it would be too late. I volunteered to teach sex ed at my high school. I share my stories constantly in the hopes that it’ll prevent someone, anyone, from experiencing the same thing. If I can prevent just one woman from feeling the same that I felt, all of my work will have been worth it.

Why is this the norm? Why are so many women unfamiliar with their own bodies? Why is it that what litte sex ed we get focused on men and their bodies? Why did my sex ed covered wet dreams and how to wash your dick, but never once mentioned vaginal discharge?

I used to agree that 7th grade was way too early for sex ed. I now couldn’t disagree more. Many girls at my school began menstruating before those two hours of sex ed we got in 7th grade. Children need to know what’s going to happen to their bodies during puberty before it happens, not after.

My area loves to pride itself on having some of the best sex ed in the country, but we really do have so far to go.

This is why I’m going into sex therapy/research/education/writing. I want to give free speeches at middle and high schools so the students will be prepared. I want to write books. I want to write a book directed at parents on how to talk to their kids about their bodies and sex. I want to write a book directed at children and teens about their bodies. I’m dedicating my life to prevent as many people as possible from experiencing what I did.

the edit itself

this edit is getting taken down from tiktok every time someone reuploads it, its straight up censorship at this point

Im not even american but im having a great time with this

DONT LET THIS DIE

credit to miraculousgastropod for the original