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The name is JJ. Happily married to a Sailor. Diagnosed with Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Owner of a messy faith.

Hubs and I are expecting the newest member of our little family in September <3

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Lower back ache, six contractions in the last 45 minutes, and some sharp pains in my pelvis.

Unfortunately, I am 10000% sure it’s just because I overdid it today, which means this is going to keep me awake for no reason -.-

twisteddoodles:

Happy National Dog Day

(via letthebarbiego)

moynmoyn:

wow look at this terrible role model for young girls.

(via shierdy)

ls-boogie:

lizzymccullough:

findingmyrecovery:

You are not going in circles

You are making progress in a spiral. You do come back around to where you were at the start, since recovery and healing take time, but every time you come back around to that point you’re a little higher up because you’ve got more experience, more knowledge, and more strength.

You ARE making progress

this is the best fucking thing i have ever read.

Always making progress

(via expeditionhappiness)

basedgosh:

finding out that you may have an anxiety problem as a kid is so weird like “wait what do you mean the rest of my friends arent constantly worried about literally everything”

(via notthatkindofchronic)

Depression does not always mean
Beautiful girls shattering at the wrists
A glorified, heroic battle for your sanity
Or mothers that never got the chance to say good-bye

Sometimes depression means
Not getting out of bed for three days
Because your feet refuse to believe
That they will not shatter upon impact with the floor

Sometimes depression means
That summoning the willpower
To go downstairs and do the laundry
Is the most impressive thing you accomplish that week

Sometimes depression means
Lying on the floor staring at the ceiling for hours
Because you cannot convince your body
That it is capable of movement

Sometimes depression means
Not being able to write for weeks
Because the only words you have to offer the world
Are trapped and drowning and I swear to God I’m trying

Sometimes depression means
That every single bone in your body aches
But you have to keep going through the motions
Because you are not allowed to call in to work depressed

Sometimes depression means
Ignoring every phone call for an entire month
Because yes, they have the right number
But you’re not the person they’re looking for, not anymore

by “Alexandra” Tilton, NH (Teen Ink: November 2013 Issue)

(via bookspark)

curvellas:

tumblr made me a much more tolerant and less judgmental person like my cousin be like “omg look at that bitch eyebrows she drew them damn near in her hairline” and i’m like shrug maybe the bitch wanted to have eyebrows in her hairline you don’t know shit about her life.

(via bestdefinitionofgoodintention)

In San Francisco last year, a man stabbed a woman in the face and arm after she didn’t respond positively to his sexually harassing her on the street.

In Bradenton, Fla., a man shot a high school senior to death after she and her friends refused to perform oral sex at his request.

In Chicago, a scared 15-year-old was hit by a car and died after she tried escaping from harassers on a bus.

Again, in Chicago, a man grabbed a 19-year-old walking on a public thoroughfare, pulled her onto a gangway and assaulted her.

In Savannah, Georgia, a woman was walking alone at night and three men approached her. She ignored them, but they pushed her to the ground and sexually assaulted her.

In Manhattan, a 29-year-old pregnant woman was killed when men catcalling from a van drove onto the sidewalk and hit her and her friend.

Last week, a runner in California — a woman — was stopped and asked, by a strange man in a car, if she wanted a ride. When she declined he ran her over twice.

FUCK YOU if you think that street harassment is a “compliment” or “no big deal” or that it’s “irrational” of us to be afraid because “what’s actually gonna happen.” Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you some more.

Your 3 year old is screaming because his mom is in the exam room, so your bright idea to get him to stop is to threaten him with a shot if he doesn’t?

Way to go, buddy. Now your kid is terrified and screaming twice as loud.