How I feel at work… Really need a change. Vicarious trauma and burnout have taken a serious toll.

How I feel at work… Really need a change. Vicarious trauma and burnout have taken a serious toll.

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jtotheizzoe:

blinkpopshift:

Everything I said was quoted from comments made on my channel. 

Uncomfortably real and honest post is uncomfortably real and honest.

Also, props to Emily Eifler for the incredibly creative way to discuss such a difficult topic. You guys are all watching BlinkPopShift, right?

UHH

UHH

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Weekly challenge 7/13-7/19

unfuckyourhabitat:

This week, it’s time to deal with your “too much stuff” situation. Each day this week, find ten things you can get rid of. It can be legitimate trash, broken stuff, clothes that are unwearable, near-empty bottles of stuff that can be used up, whatever. The point is to find ten extra things every day and get them recycled, donated, or thrown out.

In Memory of W.B. Yeats

apoemaday:

by W.H. Auden

He disappeared in the dead of winter:
The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
The snow disfigured the public statues;
The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day.
What instruments we have agree
The day of his death was a dark cold day.

Far from his illness

In the deserts of the heart let the healing fountains start…

magnacarterholygrail:

my personal style is called “i don’t have the money for my preferred aesthetic”

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peelsofpoetry:

One Art
by Elizabeth Bishop


The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.

—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

ladiesagainsthumanity:

Just a little Friday love from me to you. Happy weekend, ladies! 
(photo via @keria612, caption mine)

ladiesagainsthumanity:

Just a little Friday love from me to you. Happy weekend, ladies! 

(photo via @keria612, caption mine)

to-hieron:

vitchellhausen:

directorlazard:

rapeculturerealities:

fuckyeahifightlikeagirl:

sweetsugaryshock:

beben-eleben:

For future reference.

Thank you.

For those who would ever need it. -C

reblogging here because i can see this being relevant to anyone who’s ever tried to get out of an abusive relationship

Reblogging because that last comment made me reread the whole thing in a new light and realize this could be vital information. So, putting it out there for everyone, and hoping no one ever really needs it.

>using an OS that doesn’t respect your freedoms
>using closed source sofware
>expecting privacy
I shiggy diggy

^

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