Just accidentally sent a very opinionated snapchat about penises and circumcisions to everyone on my snapchat list, including the person I was talking about.
whoops.

awwww-cute:

"What has it got in its nasty little pocketses??"

awwww-cute:

"What has it got in its nasty little pocketses??"

creativesocialworker:

traumatherapist:

Hey, I need your help! Based on the numerous requests that I get about free trauma trainings, I’m thinking of creating a FREE online course on trauma that anyone can take.  It will use the latest research and information to teach you about trauma in your own lives or get a sense of how to support others, or even notice things that others may miss in classmates and coworkers. 
But I need to get a sense of interest, especially since I’m talking with an established expert in the trauma field to collaborate on this and I want to demonstrate that there is substantial interest.  So REBLOG if you’d want to take this free course to be a certified TIP (which would mean nothing officially but something practically).  Also, you can send me an ‘ask’ with suggestions for topics if you think you have one that might be missed -traumatherapist

Yesss!!!  It is incredibly important to be trauma-informed.  Please reblog if would be interested in taking advantage of this training.

creativesocialworker:

traumatherapist:

Hey, I need your help! Based on the numerous requests that I get about free trauma trainings, I’m thinking of creating a FREE online course on trauma that anyone can take.  It will use the latest research and information to teach you about trauma in your own lives or get a sense of how to support others, or even notice things that others may miss in classmates and coworkers. 

But I need to get a sense of interest, especially since I’m talking with an established expert in the trauma field to collaborate on this and I want to demonstrate that there is substantial interest.  So REBLOG if you’d want to take this free course to be a certified TIP (which would mean nothing officially but something practically).  Also, you can send me an ‘ask’ with suggestions for topics if you think you have one that might be missed -traumatherapist

Yesss!!!  It is incredibly important to be trauma-informed.  Please reblog if would be interested in taking advantage of this training.

Seasonal Activity: Feelings Egg Hunt

shapefutures:

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This one is going up a little late, but all it takes it a trip to the dollar store and about fifteen minutes to set up. This activity is not age-limited — it can be adjusted by adding pictures or more complex feelings, or even by giving scenarios instead of feelings and having kids talk about…

This is glorious

datkarkatass:

2srooky:

I casually mentioned my tumblr in class a last week and this really popular girl who kinda disses on me a lot was like “Oh yeah, tumblr! I’m super famous on there, I have like 100 followers, It’s so hard to get them on Tumblr I bet you don’t even have that many.” 

"One thousand one hundred and eighty."

"Excuse me?"

"I have one thousand one hundred and eighty followers on tumblr."

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druoxtheshredder:

"oh my god it’s finally empty."
"THE BED IS FINALLY MINE!!  YOU FOOLS ABANDONED THE MOST COMFORTABL-FUCK"

druoxtheshredder:

"oh my god it’s finally empty."

"THE BED IS FINALLY MINE!!  YOU FOOLS ABANDONED THE MOST COMFORTABL-FUCK"

(Source: paralysedbeaver)

styrnwilf:

HAHAHAHA

Also look, a well done rape joke.

(Source: epic-lee)

teghankw:

Two types of people

teghankw:

Two types of people

Look around your college classroom, spot the virgins.

See, this seems like a game until you skip over the girl with a short skirt and hair in front of her eyes because you heard last summer that she slept with like nineteen guys. You can’t see her hands, but they’re under the table, pulling a rosary through her fingers as she tries to wash the sin off her. She’s only ever kissed three people in her whole life and they’re all girls. She turned down the wrong guy and he told everyone she’s “a whore.” The label “slut” stuck to the bottom of her shoe and swallowed her up.

But that quiet girl who is always reading probably never touched someone else’s penis, you figure, because you don’t know that she goes home and strips down and pulls on tight black leather, you don’t know she’s got a set of whips that could make any set of knees quiver, you don’t know because she’s proud of what she does but she’s not stupid enough to let anyone know about it. She’s sexy, just not here, not where people judge.

See, the truth is: you have no idea who has lost their virginity, because it doesn’t change you. It doesn’t give you some kind of glow or superpower or stamp on your forehead. You know the feeling of waking up on your birthday and thinking “I don’t feel any older whatsoever”? That’s what maybe they’re all so afraid of you finding out: sex doesn’t change you. Sex doesn’t make you an animal, sex doesn’t suddenly make your relationship a million times more stable or intimate or romantic - it can’t fix what’s broken, although it can make the pain go away for a bit. Sex doesn’t really occur with eighty tea lights and a thick white rug. Sex is ugly and loud and frequently awkward, sex is excellent and breathtaking and when you wake up the next morning, you’re the exact same person. There’s not some magical connection with the person in bed beside you. Believe it or not, pregnancy isn’t some kind of punishment - but practice safe sex, get tested, don’t spread your germs around. They want to tell you, “Sex can ruin you” and I’ve heard that a lot as a little girl, that some boy would join me under my sheets and then dump me four days after, used, unhappy.

But I figured out that I’m not a fucking toy. Letting someone have sex with me is not letting them “use” me, because I’m not an object. My father said the issue lay in the fact “Men are insecure and need to know that they’re the best you ever had,” but I think that’s a steaming crock of absolute-wrong and if I didn’t tell the people I’m with how many others I’d slept beside, there would be literally no way for them to know my number, because I don’t rust, I don’t wear out, I don’t get bruised. I’m not a wilting fruit, I don’t go rotten.

But here’s the thing: some people connect sex and emotion. I don’t personally because I am probably secretly an ice storm in disguise, but I still respect my partner’s desires. If they’re the type to want love and sex to coincide, I let them. I don’t make fun, I don’t pull one-night-stands or friends-with-benefits, because it’s not their “reputation” I’m afraid for: it’s their heart I’m defending.

Here’s the thing: Instead of worrying about people’s “purity” and how it defines them as a person, worry instead about how you can protect other people’s emotions.

Because here’s the thing: look around your room and spot the virgins. Look harder. You can’t tell. Sex doesn’t alter people, it doesn’t make them act in a certain way nor dress in a certain manner. Sex and personality have nothing to do with each other. There’s a reason that virginity doesn’t show on someone’s face: because having sex doesn’t cause you to change.

"I lost my virginity to a boy I didn’t even love…" /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

(Source: mindykaeling)

(Source: memewhore)

I tell my students, ‘When you get these jobs that you have been so brilliantly trained for, just remember that your real job is that if you are free, you need to free somebody else. If you have some power, then your job is to empower somebody else. This is not just a grab-bag candy game.

Toni Morrison (via jaegerjaques)

I’ve already blogged this before but it basically sums up my entire philosophy much better than I ever could so here we are.

(via pizza-poops)

afternoonapocalypse sent: Say 10 facts about yourself and share with 10 of your favorite followers/blogs.

Goddamn it, Raphie. Here you go.

1. I am actually a horrible student now and that surprises me so much.

2. I absolutely hate everything about college and am tired of going but have gone too far to not get a degree and it is killing me.

3. I really like my hair color and don’t think I will ever dye it, even when I get the inevitable greys.

4. I am a psychology major. No, I will not diagnose you. Though, I decided to go back to counseling psychology instead of I/O, even though I love I/O, simply because it will be easier…

5. I am terrible at dancing. No, seriously. what is fluid movement?

6. I am super afraid of going to the therapist at school, even though I probably should. I also think it’s funny that I can recognize that I need to go because of my schooling but the only reason I have to go is because of the serious anxiety/depression that schooling is giving me.

7. I have rabbits and I love them very, very much.

8. I convinced my fiance to move to Portland with me once I’m done with school. Score. I think I kind of tricked him, unsure if he realizes that Portland is actually a very large city.

9. I am engaged! Weddings are expensive though, kids. Think hard about that when planning. I am going to pull my wedding out of my ass basically.

10. I am so intent on going to the gym, mostly because I love food and don’t want to diet, like, ever.