Hello! My name is Elizabeth, my friends call me Mitzy. I was born with an under bite and over time it’s grown worse with age. As I got older my jaw also caused me to develope TMJ. My jaw locks and pops several times a day and it’s only getting worse and more painful. My jaw is my biggest insecurity. I refuse to take pictures of my profile and I absolutely hate my smile. My friends have always supported me and suggested I do a donation to help raise the funds to help me correct it, but I could never bring myself to do it knowing so many other people also suffer from this same issue. But, I’ve finally decided to ask for the help required to have the work done to correct my jaw structure. My family has never been able to afford braces or correctional surgery and I’m hoping with the kindness and help from other’s that I’ll be able to make my biggest dream come true.
Mitzy has been my close friend and partner-in-cosplaying since day one. She receives alot of “You’re beautiful the way you are”s, but that can only go so far. Your own self-image is still your own and no one else can change that… I would do most anything to see the day she could really love her own image.
Any and all help would mean the world. <3
Mitzy is really great guys I could sit here and explain for hours on why and how but if there is one thing i could ask is that you guys spare the time to at least reblog this and help in any way?
My parents told me I could be whatever I wanted to be when I grew up … They didn’t tell me if I wasn’t straight they’d kick me out on the streets though.That’s what I fear about my parents doing…
Here are some resources:
- PFLAG (International)
- Hetrick Martin Institute (NYC)
- The Ali Forney Center (NYC)
- Albert Kennedy Trust– UK
- Diversity Role Models–UK
- Rainbow Rooms – UK
- Push Project – UK
- BLAH LGBT Youth – Norfolk, UK
- LGBT Youth Northwest – UK
- LGBT Youth – Scotland
- LGBT Cymru Helpline – Wales, UK
- Covenant House – Latin America
- Dream Bridge Exchange – Toronto
- Michael Causer Foundation – Liverpool
- Camden LGBT Forum – London
- LGBT Jigsaw – London
- Twenty 10 – Australia
- Youth Project – Nova Scotia
- Minus 18 Youth – Australia
- Misc. Youth – Calgary
- LGBT Ungdom – Denmark
- Rainbow Youth – New Zealand
- Youth Line – Ontario
Resources for anyone who might need them.
Essex social services obtained a High Court order against the woman that allowed her to be forcibly sedated and her child to be taken from her womb.
The council said it was acting in the best interests of the woman, an Italian who was in Britain on a work trip, because she had suffered a mental breakdown.
If you are not absolutely terrified and outraged by this you are wrong. The precedent this sets put every person on earth in danger.
oh my god read the article this is FUCKING HORRIFIC. she got back on her bipolar disorder medication and is in recovery but they won’t give her her child back “because of the risk she might relapse”. What you’re fucking saying with that is that mentally ill people shouldn’t even be allowed children even if they’re safe and well *just in case*, that we’re a permanent threat to ourselves and others even when we’re in treatment and recovery and living a stable life. I am FUCKING LIVID
Over a fucking panic attack. I’m fucking serious, all of this over a single panic attack. They took her baby in the most horrific way possible because she had a fucking panic attack.
From the Article:
She suffered a panic attack, which her relations believe was due to her failure to take regular medication for an existing bipolar condition.
It’s worth noting, that it’s very common for people on psychiatric medication to go off of their meds if they become pregnant, because of risk of side effects.
I bolded the above. I wanted there to be no one to think that she was being irresponsible for not haven taken her meds regularly. She did it for good reason, for the health of her own baby. And she got punished for it.
i fucking cant
So she did what was best for her kid, has ONE SINGLE PANIC ATTACK WHICH IS A THING THAT CAN HAPPEN TO ANYONE WHETHER THEY HAVE A MENTAL ILLNESS OR NOT and decide that they can literally violate her body in a horrific manner and take her kid away. But she’s the dangerous one.
I am not sure I’m even capable of expressing the amount of “what the actual fuck” in my head right now.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME
this is some fucking 1940s asylum shit right here they literally used to take people’s unborn babies if they were deemed ‘medically insane’
i feel like the worst bc i’m not thin or little or dainty but i’m also not sexy or curvy or voluptuous i’m just like a gross flabby donut or something
I was immeasurably grateful to be walking through Felix’s front door that night. He helped me lug all my stuff inside and dump it in the spare room and then he went to make us some dinner.
“Do you like risotto?” He called as he entered the kitchen.
“Depends what kind.” I replied.
“Uh…” I heard the clatter of jars and cans. “Like a tomatoey, cheesy sort of thing?”
“Sounds good.” Feeling quite lost and confused I kind of just stood in the doorway to the spare room… Nothing crossed my mind. My eyes didn’t move from their spot on the hallway wall. I didn’t flinch when Hewie licked my hand. I just stood there. Utterly empty. After a while Hewie started whining at me, like he knew something was wrong. I couldn’t seem to move my body though. I lost track of time as I got lost in the vast emptiness inside of me. Nothing was left. No emotion. No worry. No sorrow. No anger… No black cloud looming over me. There was no thought, just… nothing. I’ve never been quite sure how long I stood there, motionless and blank, but I do remember hearing Felix calling out to me from the kitchen. I heard his footsteps coming down the hall and the worry in his voice when he saw me.
“Cry? You okay…?” He asked in a strained voice. His pace picked up when I didn’t answer or even look in his direction. Still there was nothing going through my mind. I was at no inclination to move. To think. Felix’s words simply floated through one ear and out the other. It is only through retrospect that I know what happened. He half-jogged down the hallway towards me and took me by the shoulders.
Just what I’ve been waiting for! Very nice chapter, lots of feels T.T lol. Keep up the good work! <3
Eren x Levi (ErenRi) by ギザパルテ
I know someone might have done the translation a while ago, but this’s too cute so i did it anyway… awwww
WOW WOW WOW YES GOOD.
[9th grade voice] ugh 8th graders
[8th grade voice] ugh 7th graders
[7th grade voice] ugh 6th graders
[6th grade voice] haha ‘penis’
[5th grade voice] *gasp* you said penis
[College voice] haha ‘penis’
Okey dokey. I know there have been more of these than chapters lately, but this one’s to explain why.
The more minor reason is that I’m sick again. Yeah, I caught a cold or something the other day and I feel like absolute shit. So I’ve kind of been putting off writing.
The major reason, however…
I was starting to get a little worried, but I didn’t want to annoy you. I’m sorry you’re sick. Allergies have been kicking my ass and it seems like everybody around me is getting sick. I’m also sorry about your laptop. I’m actually using another person’s laptop right now because the one I’ve had for about two years, I cracked the screen and half of it looks like a mess. I hope you feel better! And, I can’t wait to read more chapters!
Don’t ever feel like you’re annoying me <3 I love hearing from people and your support means a lot :) I hope I feel better soon too lol and I hope your allergies clear up. The writing might be delayed again because mum’s computer isn’t running Word properly at the moment -.- so yeah. Nothing is really going too well right now.
Aww, you’re a sweetheart <3 If the writing is delayed some more don’t worry. Your fans will always be here to support you and you can take some time to relax and hopefully get to feeling better. I may have a surprise for you in the next upcoming week or so. I haven’t drawn in a long time, but your fics have really inspired me to make some fanart :)