I’ve never asked anyone to reblog anything before, and I probably won’t again. But I am now - because this matters.
The Steubenville rape victim, when offered money for her legal expenses or counselling, asked that people donated to a shelter for abused women and…
Donate to Madden House at the YWCA in Wheeling.
from the show’s transcript- Attorney Bob Fitzsimmons:
There has been a lot of people that have offered support and help financial. They have offered to pay attorney’s fees. And we aren’t charging for those.
So they have actually asked that those money be donated to the Madden House at the YMCA in Wheeling, West Virginia, that takes care of abused women and also rape victims. They would like to turn it into a positive.
i love this so much
actually i think equating an eating disorder with sucking a cock and swallowing sperm for a man’s satisfaction is REALLY WRONG AND FUCKED UP.
My stomach drops each time I see this stupid image. The message is so incredibly demeaning. I imagine a man patting a girl’s chin when she forces down her food and saying “that’s a good girl.” Anyone who has suffered with disordered eating can tell you how harmful this is. It’s disgustingly, overtly sexual and degrading. Fuck this stupid picture
ALSO I WOULD LIKE TO ADD:
I have a history with eating disorders and during a time when I was avoiding food/meals I was dating a guy and I confided in him the problem I was having. He invited me to his house for a meal and he told his father I wasn’t eating and they both forced me to eat my entire meal in front of them. His father said “eat the whole thing” and they both watched as I ate a meal and tried not to cry
how aren’t there more reblogs decrying this image (and not just reblogging because people apparently like )
[TW: Sexual Assault, rape culture, victim blaming]
His lips crushed mine, stopping my protest. He kissed me angrily, roughly, his other hand gripping tight around the back of my neck, making escape impossible. I shoved against his chest with all my strength, but he didn’t even seem to notice. His mouth was soft, despite the anger, his lips molding to mine in a warm, unfamiliar way.
I grabbed at his face, trying to push it away, failing again. He seemed to notice this time, though, and it aggravated him. His lips forced mine open, and I could feel his hot breath in my mouth.
Acting on instinct, I let my hands drop to my side, and shut down. I opened my eyes and didn’t fight, didn’t feel… just waited for him to stop.