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[nilchance]

Burners torched over Native party: Yikes, hipster racism. This is very old news, but it did draw my eye because of the Misha at Burning Man pictures that were circulating fandom.

It will always be the first thing I think of: TRIGGER WARNING for in-depth description of self-harm. I just. God, it's sad, but it's so good to be able to point to someone else's words and say, "this. This is what it's like." But as I've told T, I made it through (most of) last year without self-harming, and so here's hoping I can keep my head above water.

Not in my village: okay, first, I do not mean the kids of the people on my flist / people I know. I mean kids like my cousin's, who ran wild through the funeral home and responded to my mom's corpse with "ooh, I've never seen a dead body before, I'll tell everybody at school!" and did not get whacked upside the head by his parents. Or the teenager, also a kid of my cousins, who wandered around the same funeral home, texting and bitching that he was even there, again without a word from his parents. I think this may make me an evil person yelling at kids to get off her lawn.

The reality of a Times bestseller: actual royalty figures from a Times bestselling author. She says it's not much; idk, to me it seems like a LOT of cash, but I'm unemployed.

Utah to outlaw miscarriage. I MEAN.

How to put on a sports bra: hee. "Visualize yourself wearing the sports bra while engaged in a pleasant activity, such as not watching Jersey Shore."

Dear restaurant servers, stop being conspiratorial about desserts: I don't tend to get a lot of this anymore, probably because I'm officially FAT, but dude. Women can eat what they want. So can dudes. There's nothing moral about food, except maybe its global distribution.

The stars aligned by unrestrained flesh, or: Spanx. Which reminds me that I really need to get rid of mine and buy some damn biker shorts.

The dirty world of cleanses. POTENTIAL TRIGGER re: anorexia. We sold a ton of these when I had the warehouse job, and I always assumed it was related to avoiding drug tests, since the guys did it too. But god, some of the language reminds me of my eating disorder times. Purity, the feeling of being "dirty" without it, the feeling of being superior to others when on it...

Death becomes her, or the rise of young women in funeral science. The local community college has a class in this, and I'm sorely tempted to take the intro along with the vet tech 101 course.

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[ignipes.livejournal.com]

She says it's not much; idk, to me it seems like a LOT of cash, but I'm unemployed.

Seriously! I remember seeing that article some time ago, linked by a bunch of people claiming that best-selling authors are SO POOR and make NO MONEY, then I looked at the figures and thought, "Wow, 26k in one year from one book? Damn, I need to write me a bestseller."

But more seriously, it's actually quite disturbing how so many people's definition of "not much" is way more than many families can ever see in a year.

[mistress-tien.livejournal.com]

On kids: I didn't like the article you linked to, but agree with your thoughts completely. I'm an Evil Mommy. I have rules and you live by them or you find some other place to live. That means you are polite to people, you (basically) do what you are told, and you treat people the way you expect to be treated.

That doesn't mean my kids are not outspoken and speak up for themselves and others when wronged, but they are learning how to do it politely.

I was in a store last week and a bunch of kids were chasing each other around and play fighting over use of the elevator. I stopped them (I do NOT know these kids) and told them what they were doing was unsafe. All four of them (I'm guessing 3-4 grade; about the same age as my youngest) actually stopped what they were doing and apologized. Yeah!

A moment later one of their moms came up, apologized and thanked me. The kids (from at least 3 families, if not four) come to the store after school and spend a lot of time there. They forget they are not at home and need reminding.

And, that's what it really takes to be a village. I was polite. The kids were polite. They remembered that they really weren't allowed to horse around inside. The mom was polite and we all went on with our lives.

If it was only so easy every time!

I would have had it out if anyone had acted like that at either one of my parents' funerals. I would have been throwing people out and raising Cain. I am more than capable of using mental distress to get what I deserve--a respectful service. Seriously, distraught daughters can get away with a lot. I'm so sorry this happened to you. It's not like you have any control over who attends a funeral.

[nancy-whiskey.livejournal.com]

Re: Spanx - I wear boxer briefs under skirts in the summer for the thigh-rubbage, or leggings if it's not too hot. People give me crap for leggings but whatever, my legs are long and tights just don't freaking fit me. Also, maybe I'm doing it wrong, but I never *got* the Spanx thing anyway---all that chub-rearrangement just pushes it elsewhere and I end up with a roll SOMEWHERE no matter what. I choose to let the natural rolls fly free rather than having a weird alien-roll just under my boobs or something.

Re: Utah - Omg, hate hate haaaaaate.

[tygrrlyli.livejournal.com]

The self-harm one is very interesting to me because it describes my exact reactions. But the catch is: I have those exact "doing harm" thoughts directed at others.
I mean, it's just, wow. I have that exact thought process but instead of a razor across my skin or a pin in my arm, it's someone else's arm or someone else's hand being crushed...usually with me doing the crushing.
This just points up to me, again, that internalized harm and externalized harm are more like two sides of the same coin rather than two separate entities.
I am an externalizer. My first impulse is to attack others. I work very hard to not do that, but it is always my first inclination. As the author of the self-harm states, I think it always might be.

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

God, the kids-running-amok-at-funerals-and-other-places. *sigh* Every child should be taught how to behave at certain events/gatherings, from the cradle on up, and it pisses me off when I hear about things like your mom's funeral and how out-of-control those kids were. It makes all of us who do have kids look bad, too, even when our kids know how to behave. (My son was five and a half when my maternal grandfather passed away -- and attended the service with us, albeit he stood with my dad a little bit separate from the actual service. But if a hyperactive five yr old can do it, so can other kids. Oh, I hate when parents don't step up to the plate like they're supposed to.)

Um. Sorry for ranting in your journal? *weak smile* I'm also sorry you had to deal with stupidity and bad manners during such a sad and stressful time :( *offers hugs*

[spazzer-mctwich.livejournal.com]

as someone with a little kid, you or so not a bad person for wanting to whack them upside they head. sometimes they needed it.

also, what Misha at burning man pics? I NEED to see these.

[frightened.livejournal.com]

I was cutting up some cardboard with a craft knife to make a display at work, and yeah, I had to take a break and have a cup of tea. I was feeling pretty cheerful and healthy at the time, too. Cutting and the eating disorder, they never go away. Options that just never fucking leave the table.

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[frightened.livejournal.com]

Any instructions that include the following are just fine by me:

If you have martial arts training, this would be the time to release your battle cry, or kiai.

AIYAAAAAH! Every situation is improved by kiai.