A lot of interesting things come out when a man is drunk and screaming at you and your kids at 2:30 am.
Just for the ladies.
Often you can tell how manipulative a person is by observing how much logic pisses them off.
When life hands you lemons, hurl them through your neighbor’s window while swigging Wild Turkey.
We can’t begin being empathetic when another person arrives. We have to already have made a space in our lives where empathy can thrive. And that means being open—truly open—to feeling emotions we may not want to feel. It means allowing another’s experiences to gut us. It means ceding control.
Empathy begins with vulnerability. And being vulnerable, especially in our work, is fucking terrifying.
—Sara Wachter-Boettcher on empathy. Complement with Brenè Brown on why vulnerability is the birthplace of love, belonging, joy, courage, empathy, and just about everything that matters. (via explore-blog)
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I hope this is rock bottom.
I will never buy into the fact that it’s better for children for their mother to stay in a situation that depresses her.
Older women are better able to handle being made to feel like shit. But it doesn’t make it OK.