It’s like being in love: giving somebody the power to hurt you and trusting (or hoping) they won’t.
This. This. This. This. This. This. This. This.
Well, this is a scary as shit representation of it.
This is fucked up in a number of ways. I’m not even going to get into the fact that the feminine-presenting person here is the one getting potentially hurt/killed in this situation whereas the masc-presenting one would just walk away (but it’s important to note that that’s the way this is set up and that is FUCKED UP), but comparing being in love to having a loaded weapon pointed at you? What the actual fuck?
Relationships shouldn’t feel like there’s this imminent potential of pain and destruction hanging over your head. They shouldn’t feel like you’re abandoning caution to the wind and blindly trusting/hoping that your partner won’t hurt you. That is not a healthy relationship, that is what abuse feels like. Knowing that any second your partner could turn on you, could hurt you, fearing for your own safety and the safety of your emotional being is what it’s like to be in an abusive relationship.
Healthy relationships are based in mutual support and trust. In healthy relationships, you don’t need to EVER worry that the person you’re with is going turn on you/suddenly hurt you/damage you in any way. In healthy relationships, you have both entered into an agreement to NOT EVER do this to each other, and to communicate about potentially hurtful things in advance before they become an issue. It’s true that mistakes are made and that relationships change and that sometimes you unintentionally do something that can be hurtful to your partner—but it should never be akin to having a loaded weapon pointed at you and just hoping and praying that your partner isn’t going to pull the trigger.
I just don’t like this comparison. AT ALL.
this gif is fucking terrifying
Yup. What’s terrifying is that women are socialized to believe that they have to put up with completely uneven risk in a relationship, or they don’t “really” love the person.
Reblogging for even better commentary than the first time I saw this.
Roblogging again, for the commentary too. \o/
Moral of the story: Your thighs are fine. Work it, ladies. You’re all gorgeous
Guys get it wrong (at least in my case) : lesbians do not hate them. I do. I have been so good to them, worrying for them and their fucking happiness. I tried so hard to be a ”good” girlfriend yet I have a lot of exes. Do you know why? ‘Cause a lot were (and still are) jerks. I hate the fact that I am hetero every fucking time I’m in a relationship. Even the funniest, prettiest, cutest and most respectful one is a fucking bastard at some point. I am fucking tired of having my feelings stepped on by them because ”it feels so powerful to have a dick”. Please, man! It’s only a extra amount of flesh and blood. Nothing more. Nobody should worship flesh, unless it’s to worship the whole humanity. (Not MANkind…wrong word forgetting the other half of people, you know…)
TW: HARCORE VICTIM BLAMING, RAPE APOLOGIA, AND RAPE CULTURE
Ok, I think I am going to buy myself some flowers soon enough. I need to make myself a present that dies. I need to stop keeping plastic stuff around me and have a little bit of nature instead.
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