Staying Safe when you're with your abusive partner3 Ways to Keep Yourself Safe When You’re Not Ready to Leave Your Abusive PartnerMore Like This
(Content Warning: Intimate Partner Violence)
If you’re being abused by your partner, and you’re reading this right now, then you have awe-inspiring strength.
You’re suffering, but you have the courage to seek out ideas on how to take care of yourself.
I’m guessing you haven’t come across many tips like these. When I was being abused, the only advice I found was about how to leave an abusive partner, or how to heal after you’ve left.
But for a long time, I wasn’t ready to leave. And you and I aren’t the only ones to stay with a partner who’s been abusive.
The very nature of int
Shame the food industry, not fat people.Want to Help People Be Healthier? 4 Reasons to Change the Food Industry Instead of Fat-ShamingMore Like This
Author’s Note: Before you read this article, I want you to keep one thing in mind: This is not an article about morality or fear. This is not an article about how to use your privilege to make someone else change their bodies. This is not an article about misplaced disgust. This is an article about the systems that we’re allowing to oppress us. I am aware that there are many more layers to the argument about fat shame; this is an attempt to uncover a side of the argument that rarely – if ever – comes up, but is an argument that needsto be made.
Read the next three words and then close your eyes and picture what they mean (and then open your eyes and keep reading, of course!):
Shadows Unseen: Chapter ThreeMore Like This
Chapter Three: Faux
Normally Spike would never touch coffee, but after last night, he knew it would be the only thing keeping him on his feet. As he drink the steaming brown liquid, his expression contorted to one of disgust.
“Nope, still not enough,” he said, reaching for another sugar packet.
As he threw the empty packet next to the half a dozen others, he could hear a giggle from behind. He looked up to see Twilight walking towards him.
“You do know there’s such a thing as creamer, right?”
“… Oh. Where is that?”
Twilight reached for the cabinet above Spike, and with her magic, pulled out a glass jar full of a white powder.
“So, what’s with the coffee,” she asked.
Spike wiped his eyes as he added the creamer. “I had a lot of trouble sleeping.”
Twilight leaned forward. “Why’s that?”
“I was just doing some thinking.”
“Anything I should be worried about?”
He shook his