"I think every woman at one point or another in their life has been called a bitch. For a long time I had a real problem with that word, I didn’t like it and I thought it was derogatory. But I’ve gotten to a place now where I’ve made a lot of peace with it. It’s been so overused and made to seem so derogatory towards woman that I’ve adapted it into an empowering feeling for myself. If I’m a bitch then I’m a bitch, if that’s what an assertive woman is to you. So I’ve sort of adapted it as a badge of honor."



(Source: therealxtina, via ruinedchildhood)

It is my last week at work and one thing I learnt on the job is to never stay in a place or relationship where you feel worthless. Regardless if it is your boss telling you that or your own interpretation of others’ reactions.

I was being overloaded at work and my colleagues didn’t want to find out about my struggles because they didn’t want to have to do it. And because they didn’t know what I faced, they assumed I was doing fine and often asked me to do more work.

I was always the last one to leave, pulling 12 to 13-hour shifts daily. Each day wondering if I was just slow and incompetent.

I voiced out several times to my boss that I needed help. Unfortunately help only came temporarily, and I was left on my own again.

It took a crisis at work to make me see things clearly. An important document was missing and I needed it to arrange with Finance for a bill payment. I could have just paid the bill and not care about the document. But I felt that I should get things done properly even if it is not my responsibility. I felt like I had to keep chasing for things to be done. And then it just hit me.. If I stayed, this is what I was going to be doing all the time.

I will be fixing others’ messes. I will be made to do more work and feel like I wasn’t contributing enough.

I was starting to feel like I wasn’t good enough and no-one else would want me.

I did my work appraisal and I realised that I did a whole damn lot more than many of my colleagues. And when I was leaving, I was touched to know that others’ outside my department recognise my hard work.

Well, enough is enough. There is a lot more to it, and I just want to forget the bad moments and move on.

But I will always remember that I am enough and to never let anyone make me feel like I am inadequate.







I love how she almost drops it until she smells it and that flashbulb memory hits.

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real … Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit

Notice she says “who” it was and not “what” it was.

Oh I just gotta snuggle my baby bear!

(via musiqchild007)



"If white people are so privileged why is there a Black Entertainment Network and no White Entertainment Network?"

"Men don’t have privilege, there are women’s only gyms!"

"Why isn’t there a campus centre for straight/cis people!?"


This is honestly the best explanation I have ever seen.

(via ruinedchildhood)

Room-mate’s cellphone alarm disturbing you?

Waking up everyone in the room except the alarm-setter himself? :P

If you are feeling too lazy to rise and turn off the alarm yourself, grab your phone and make a call to his phone and once it rings, disconnect it. Depending upon the phone guilty of the nuisance, it will go into ‘Snooze’ or even ‘Dismiss’ mode. Older phones like Samsung Guru or Metro or Nokia 1100 are resilient, and will continue beeping after the call, but I have achieved quite a degree of success with Android phones!

explaining anxiety is the fucking worst because you feel like an idiot for being bothered by the things that bother you but it’s such an intense fear right at your core so you have to go through all of these other levels of yourself to try and get someone else to understand it

(Source: pearswhy, via thebattleatsea)



im a bad person who thinks bad thoughts like ‘ew what is that girl wearing’ and then remember that im supposed to be positive about all things and then think ‘no she can wear what she wants, fuck what other people say damn girl u look fabulous’ and im just a teeny bit hypocritical tbh

I was always taught by my mother, That the first thought that goes through your mind is what you have been conditioned to think. What you think next defines who you are.

(via tolive4)