When I was 17 my appendix ruptured because I thought I was just having period cramps and didn’t go to the hospital so don’t tell me PMS symptoms are no big deal
this actually happened to me during my math final and i didn’t think anything of it and when i was later admitted to the hospital my math prof was asking me ‘you didn’t have to take the final! why didn’t you tell me it hurt?!?!’ and i told him i’ve had cramps worse.
he gave me 100
This is actually an extremely common occurrence simply because in sex ed they don’t teach you how to tell the difference between menstrual cramps and other more serious pains. The way to tell the difference between cramps and appendicitis is that while menstrual cramps are generalized toward the middle of the stomach below the belly button, pain from a swollen or burst appendix will start in the middle of the stomach and relocate to only the lower right side, even lower than menstrual cramps, and is a very localized pain. It also comes on extremely suddenly and will worsen over time or when you make a sudden movement, like a cough or a sneeze.
Basically, if you’re feeling any sort of pain, even if it’s menstrual cramps, don’t hesitate to tell the school nurse or a parent, or if you’re out of school and home even make a doctor’s appointment. Chances are if your cramps are that bad there’s something they can do to improve that as well.
I am boosting the shit out of that reply, because I am twenty-fucking-five years old and did not know how to tell the two pains apart
So I tendered my resignation on Tuesday. It was probably the craziest thing I’d done lately, because I will be leaving without having another job offer.
Friends have done this before me, and I have told them how brave they were and how I didn’t think I could do the same. You need an equal amount of foolishness and courage to do that.
And yet, months on, I found myself in my boss’ office with a letter. It sounded crazy. I sounded crazy. Practical Nat just quitting, because she is burnt out and wants to find herself? And yet, it felt right.
I had been anxiously waiting for job offers. I have been so hung up on wanting to leave that I forgot to trust God.
Not trusting myself to have faith and wait, I decided to just jump into the ocean where I have no choice but to trust God to keep me buoyant.
Call me crazy. Call me foolish. But sometimes I just need a shove.
Whether I’ll be in between jobs or have found another place of employment, I will have to leave that to God.
“What seem our worst prayers may really be, in God’s eyes, our best. Those, I mean, which are least supported by devotional feeling. For these may come from a deeper level than feeling. God sometimes seems to speak to us most intimately when he catches us, as it were, off our guard.”—C.S. Lewis (via withonefootinafairytale)
Alright, i’m gonna sit down and basically explain the situation in this ask so everyone of my followers knows why i’m so pissed.
Michael Brown, a 17 - 18 year old african american boy was unlawfully shot (8-10 times supposedly) by police in St Louis, Missouri on saturday, august 9th, 2014. He was unarmed, and had done nothing to attract suspicion other than the fact that he was black. His body was left in the street for 4 hours. (EDIT: i’ve discovered that the Brown family wishes for any and all photos of Michael lying in the streets to be removed. please respect this and do so)
There are several claims from witnesses (see: Dorian Johnson’s account and video [HIGHLY RECOMMEND READING UP ON HIS ACCOUNT, ITS VERY SPECIFIC] — Brown’s friend who experienced the situation first hand, La’Toya Cash and Phillip Walker— Ferguson residents nearby the incident), that fall together in generally close claims. However, the only one who’s claim seems out of place is the police officer’s who shot Brown. Who, by the way, is put off on paid administrative leave AND who’s name remained under anonymity for his safety (However, attorney Benjamin Crump is looking for a way to force release his name). He claims that Brown began to wrestle the officer for his gun and tried attacking him after he told Brown and his friend Dorian Johnson (22) to “get the f*ck on the sidewalk”.
According to Johnson, after a minor confrontation on the officer’s part where he grabbed Brown by the neck and then by the shirt, the officer pulled his gun on Brown and shot him at point blank range on the right side of his body. Brown and Johnson were able to get away briefly and started running. However, Brown was shot in the back, supposedly disabling him from getting very far. He turned around with his arms in the air and said “I don’t have a gun, stop shooting!” By this point, Brown and the officer were face to face as the cop shot him several times in the face and chest until he was finally dead. Johnson ran to his apartment and by the sound of his account, seemingly had some sort of panic attack. Later he emerged from his home to see Brown still laying in the streets. People were gathered with their cellphones, screaming at the police.
Numerous rumors are sweeping around such as Brown stealing candy from a QuickTrip, the store he emerged from calling the cops on him, Brown reaching for a gun, Brown attacking the cop first, ect. But these have all been debunked. (I know a lot of these have been debunked, but im having a hard time finding sources. if anyone could help out and link some legit ones id be SO grateful)
The event in and of itself was terrible, but now it has escalated beyond belief. Around 100 or more people, mostly black, went to the police station to protest peacefully. Things quickly turned bad as martial law got involved and authorities were bringing in K9s, tanks, heavy artillery, ect. The heavy police presence only made things worse as riots began to break out and looting and vandalism started. [ x ] [ x ] [ x ]
Now, as of very recently, the media has been banned from Ferguson. There is also a No-Fly zone above Ferguson for the reason of “ TO PROVIDE A SAFE ENVIRONMENT FOR LAW ENFORCEMENT ACTIVITIES ” as said on the Federal Aviation Commission’s website. Cop cars are lined up on the borders to prevent people from entering/leaving. Media outlets are being threatened with arrest. It completely violates our amendments and everything.
It’s becoming increasingly scary and difficult to find out whats going on over there. I’m afraid this is all the information I have, though. If anybody else knows anything about the situation, please feel free to add on or correct any mistakes i’ve made as i’m no expert on writing these things.
And as a personal favor, i’d really appreciate anyone to give this a reblog in order to spread the word. I think it’s a shame that this is going on in our own country yet so few people know about it. Help me make this topic huge and get this as much attention as possible.
With the distractions of the world aside, I hear God in my prayers like a laser beam. Most people want to know the “will of God” or to hear the “voice of God,” but this is way more scary than you think. Imagine if God did speak: and we actually had to obey.
(Some random girls who were hogging sitting on a bunch of pillows at the Queensland Museum of Modern Art a few years ago.)
I have written many bitter posts whinging and bitching about friends.
Something that I have learnt over time is to learn how to have high standards, but low expectations, and also how to leave room for kindness and understanding in friendships.
I have made efforts to try and be more positive, such as unfollowing toxic people on Facebook. Also I try to not expect people to reach up to my idealised steeple of friendship.
With a few friends who disappointed me by not returning the same level of friendship back, I decided to just take things slow and stop working so hard at the friendship.
It was during this time when I realised that everyone is very different. I connect with introverts best - our communication patterns are the same and we get each other.
With extroverts, that is the tricky part. I had to learn that just because a person loves talking about herself, it doesn’t mean she doesn’t care about me at all. And you learn to hear “I love you” in a different way.
You also learn to better read non-verbal cues on whether you are just friendly or friends.
Being a type-A personality, it is hard to not be able to be in control of everything. But sometimes it is also refreshing to be friends with people who live for the moment. Even if that friendship doesn’t run deep, it doesn’t mean they cannot impact you and bring out a different side of you.
Another thing about friendship is that it teaches you to be tolerant (like that silly face your friend makes because she thinks it is endearing, but you are suppressing urges to hit her), to be understanding (not jumping into conclusions, but trying to see things from their viewpoint), to be compassionate (first world problems you cannot relate to, because your life is full of *real* problems), and to be accepting (nobody is perfect and we are all flawed).
I am learning not to be too quick at burning bridges. Because we all make mistakes and I know I need third, fourth, fifth chances at life.
I am the prodigal daughter.
I left when I was jaded with religion.
Let my wounded pride and broken heart be my eyes.
Your people are all the same,
I won’t have any part,
I will do it on my own.
You tried to tell me you were different.
I told you I don’t know if I still believed in us anymore,
If I still believed in you.
You said you will wait.
Days turned into months,
Bitterness rooted deep.
I was dead inside,
But still trying to find life on my own.
I know what is best,
I will fight my own battles.
You called me to come home,
And I said only after I had won this battle.
Months dragged on to years,
And I was dry, weary and wrung out.
I spent nights deciding between the noose and white flag.
Until one day, I was close to breaking.
I turned back.
And it was just like the old story.
The one I have heard since young.
You ran to me before I was even in sight of home.
It didn’t matter what I’ve done.
It didn’t matter how wretched I was.
I was the prodigal daughter,
But You were the Father, prodigal with love
“Hanging around Christian doesn’t make you Christian. Playing Christian and wearing Christian doesn’t make you Christian. Are you all alright with that? I’m not being mean, it’s real. I say this again and I say it humbly and seriously, when nobody’s looking, that makes you Christian. When nobody else knows and nobody else sees, the bible says there’s Somebody seeing, and in the open He’ll reward it. When nobody else is in the picture, that’s the real you. When nobody’s aware, that’s when it’s real. That’s where your life changes, because then you’re only doing it for one reason: To know Him, to be with Him.”—Dan Mohler (via sonofhislove)
1. Not living in the moment. Always wishing you were somewhere else, doing something different with other people.
2. Blaming your problems on your past. Although the past affects us, it need not define us. We can choose, decide and act – and take control of our lives. Don’t let the heartache from the past define who you become.
3. Running away from problems. It’s crazy just to bury your head in the sand and act like are fine when you’re dealing with a mess. Face reality, take action and work to turn life round.
4. Being ungrateful. Being thankful sets you free in your heart and mind. It inspires all that’s good - and, also, oils relationships. But an ungrateful person will wear others down. It destroys your spirit, so you feel down and depressed.
5. Being angry and bitter. Refusing to forgive, and bearing grudges against others, will slowly poison your life and your personality. It’s much better to release them and to focus, instead, on living a happy and fulfilling life.
6. Letting your expectations rule your life. Life rarely goes smoothly and according to plan – and people disappoint us and let us down. Accepting this is normal takes some tension out of life.
7. Disrespecting yourself and others. Every single person deserves respect, and every single person is fighting their own battle. So focus on being kind, understanding and forgiving.
8. Neglecting important relationship. A relationship that’s built on unconditional love – where a person accepts us for who and what we are – is truly a gift and is worth fighting for. Don’t take it for granted – recognise that it’s a gift.
9. Loving people who are bad for us. Not every person will build into your life. Be aware of those who who’ll use you, or who want to bring you down, or who want to hurt you, or destroy your confidence.
10. Never taking risks. If you always play it safe, you’ll find you end up going nowhere. You must be ready to take risks - or you will miss so much in life.