Mychaoticstoughts - Thoughts

since y’all didn’t respond to my well thought out post. have some memes calling y’all out, as well as a link to my other well thought out and written post. i’m tired of seeing people complain about their dash being dead, when they only like shit. reblog or shut up - LINK

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Sometimes I think that we, as humans, are so very fragile. Everything can hurt us, physically and emotionally, and almost all of the times, when we break one of our pieces, others will follow. We are so, so fragile. We should take better care of ourselves as a species

Reblogging because I have never seen her post and it's the most important part of the story. I have, of course, already read the tweets of her former coworker, and in my Naivety I thought that there has been an happy ending. That the problem, in some way, has been resolved, or that she was compensated because she had to work harder than everyone else. I feel foolish thinking about it now. Her experience, as the experiences of many, highlight the known bigger problem of our society.

The society in which we live make us think we are constantly at war. There's a war between genders. There's a war between skins. There's constantly a war between people who don't want to lose privilege, people who don't think about the fact that their privilege can just be shared, instead of shifted, and people who need that privilege, to live and thrive.

But we are becoming more aware. Our generation, and the ones to come, are generations of fighters and for that, I'm optimistic about the future.

I was born within religion. As in almost all christian religions, I too was taught that people were to be loved unconditionally... under certain conditions. I left that world now, with great cost. I feel privileged nonetheless, because the price that I paid wasn't as high as the one that other people, from the same religion, pay.

Every day, I'm amazed by the fact that a person can love unconditionally despite any diversity. We have the Incredible opportunity to love and to celebrate our differences, as the world is connected like never before. I never felt so free to love before, and I hope to experience this feelings throughout all of my life, and that others, now blinded by hate, will reach this realisation, if not in this life, at least in the next. There is nothing more freeing than loving unconditionally, and hate is nothing but a heavy boulder chained at our feet.

hey is it just me or should we be making a huge fucking deal over tumblr staff deleting a video that debunks IOF propaganda

(and while I'm at it here is the YouTube link to the video also. ive been trying to save/access it in the wayback machine to link that instead for archiving purposes but I'm having difficulties so I'll try and add it later but if anyone else is able to add it sooner it's appreciated)

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If you're having trouble keeping up with what's going on in Palestine because of US news coverage of university protests, here are some articles you can read and a video you can watch:

While CNN & all the other mainstream media try to paint the university protests as "pro terrorism" (which they're not, they're literally anti-war protests.) Palestinians are being slaughtered by the minute.

Please don't stop speaking about Palestine.

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would ya look at that, ive made a quiz. to find out which greek goddess you channel, click here! then, reblog with your moon sign & resullt 🌟

A lot of people around me are having kids and every day it becomes more apparent that hitting your children to punish them is insane because literally everything can be a horrible punishment in their eyes if you frame it as such.

Like, one family makes their toddler sit on the stairs for three minutes when he hits his brother or whatever. The stairs are well lit and he can see his family the whole time, he’s just not allowed to get up and leave the stairs or the timer starts over. He fucking hates it just because it’s framed as a punishment.

Another family use a baseball cap. It’s just a plain blue cap with nothing on it. When their toddler needs discipline he gets a timeout on a chair and has to put the cap on. When they’re out and about he just has to wear the cap but it gets the same reaction. Nobody around them can tell he’s being punished because it’s in no way an embarrassing cap, but HE knows and just the threat of having to wear it is enough.

And there isn’t the same contempt afterwards I’ve seen with kids whose parents hit them. One time the kid swung a stick at my dog, his mother immediately made him sit on the stairs, he screamed but stayed put, then he came over to my dog and gently said “Sorry Ellie” and went back to playing like nothing happened, but this time without swinging sticks at the nearby animals.