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Broke af?
But still interested in feeding yourself? What if I told you that there’s a woman with a blog who had to feed both herself and her young son…on 10 British pounds ($15/14 Euro) per week?
Let me tell you a thing.
This woman saved my life last year. Actually saved my life. I had a piggy bank full of change and that’s it. Many people in my fandom might remember that dark time as when I had to hock my writing skills in exchange for donations. I cried a lot then.
This is real talk, people: I marked down exactly what I needed to buy, totaled it, counted out that exact change, and then went to three different stores to buy what I needed so I didn’t have to dump a load of change on just one person. I was already embarrassed, but to feel people staring? Utter shame suffused me. The reasons behind that are another post all together.
AgirlcalledJack.com is run by a British woman who was on benefits for years. Things got desperate. She had to find a way to feed herself and her son using just the basics that could be found at the supermarket. But the recipes she came up with are amazing.
You have to consider the differing costs of things between countries, but if you just have three ingredients in your cupboard, this woman will tell you what to do with it. Check what you already have. Chances are you have the basics of a filling meal already.
Here’s her list of kitchen basics.
Bake your own bread. It’s easier than you think. Here’s a list of many recipes, each using some variation of just plain flour, yeast, some oil, maybe water or lemon juice. And kneading bread is therapeutic.
Make your own pasta–gluten free.
She gets it. She really does. This is the article that started it all. It’s called “Hunger Hurts”.
She has vegan recipes.
A carrot, a can of kidney beans, and some cumin will get you a really filling soup…or throw in some flour for binding and you’ve got yourself a burger.
Don’t have an oven or the stove isn’t available? She covers that in her Microwave Cooking section.
She has a book, but many recipes can be found on her blog for free. She prices her recipes down to the cent, and every year she participates in a project called “Living Below the Line” where she has to live on 1 BP per day of food for five days.
Things improved for me a little, but her website is my go to. I learned how to bake bread (using my crockpot, but that was my own twist), and I have a little cart full of things that saved me back then, just in case I need them again. She gives you the tools to feed yourself, for very little money, and that’s a fabulous feeling.
Tip: Whenever you have a little extra money, buy a 10 dollar/pound/euro giftcard from your discount grocer. Stash it. That’s your super emergency money. Make sure they don’t charge by the month for lack of use, though.
I don’t care if it sounds like an advertisement–you won’t be buying anything from the site. What I DO care about is your mental, emotional, and physical health–and dammit, food’s right in the center of that.
If you don’t need this now, pass it on to someone who does. Pass it on anyway, because do you REALLY know which of the people in your life is in need? Which follower might be staring at their own piggy bank? Trust me: someone out there needs to see this.
Avengers Endgame is (nearly) out so reblog this post to let your followers know that you will NOT be posting from footage of the movie (only from officially released clips) AND that you will be tagging spoilers for the first few weeks
Right in the goddamn feel.
Someone please help me find this post, I really need it on my dash permanently
@nikescaret that idea was originally caused by this. Loki will forever be the source of my angst
In a public bathroom and hearing a few girls talk about period health.
DONT I GeT anOTHeR choiCe?!
Ummmmm? uhM?
The first one proved to be effective
Ummmmm? uhM?
Finished old picture again. Tancred and Lysander brofist. :3 Charlie and Blue boa fanart.
Anybody know what the children of the red king series is? Charlie bone? reblog if you do~
Reblog if your in the Septimus Heap fandom.
I feel like there are 10 of us and we need to start a book club or a cult.
I sincerly hope that our generation of parents love their children more openly.
We don’t need another generation of kids with depression and anxiety and self-esteem issues.
We don’t need another generation of kids that are too afraid to talk to their parents.
We don’t need another generation of kids struggling through careers that they hate because their dreams don’t match their parents’.
We know how badly we need to be told and shown that we’re loved. We know how much we want to be told that we are good enough. We know how it feels to have absolutely no refuge in this harsh world.
May our homes be safe havens for our kids, always.
With the year almost over and with no major accomplishments, you want to try one last thing: spread a message of love in hopes that it will reach all corners of the internet to make people’s day.
You are beautiful and worthy of love. Never forget this.
clap your hands if you’re BISEXUAL and A LITTLE BIT OF A DUMBASS
no offense but ur extremely cute and u matter a lot
Promo?
Hey I’m Reid and my notes have been super stagnant recently so could I get a promo?? I draw mostly sports anime (ex. Haikyuu!! and Yowamushi Pedal) but draw other anime too~
Here’s some of my art:
Could I get a reblog??
It's eleven o'clock at night but you know I'm gonna play this thing five times over
no offense but my life turned for the better the minute muriel’s route came in
I HATE how I have to wait for my cousin to say 'do you hear that sound' or 'is the computer... Buzzing? '
Cause thank god it's not only me this time
Your soulmate wonders if they are living in a simulation. You, the VR beta tester of this game, don’t have the heart to tell your AI soulmate the truth.
LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!! LET’S GO LESBIANS!!!
THIS BOY IS SIX FOOT SEVEN WHAT THE LORD ALMIGHTY
THIS BOY IS SIX FOOT SEVEN WHAT THE LORD ALMIGHTY
He HEADBUTTED HIS ASS
Basically me right now
WHAT
I’m SITTING HERE WITH MY. MOUTH OPEN GAPING BECAUSE
NUMBER ONE HOW THE FUCK DID MIDOSUJI GET LONGER SOMEHOW HE’S ALREADY TALL ENOUGH AND how DID HIS CLOTHES RELEASE ALL THIS
WhoooaHooo My NECK is long. Business
WHAT
I'm SITTING HERE WITH MY. MOUTH OPEN GAPING BECAUSE
NUMBER ONE HOW THE FUCK DID MIDOSUJI GET LONGER SOMEHOW HE'S ALREADY TALL ENOUGH AND how DID HIS CLOTHES RELEASE ALL THIS
WhoooaHooo My NECK is long. Business
OAKYOAMYOKAYOKATOJATOKAY I. FREAKIN OUT IT'S CANON!! O N O D A IS B E S T B O Y
I wanna tell you guys a story,
Not too long ago, my friend Bella came out as aromantic to me, and now I’ve got some things to say.
I was the one who told her what aromantic means, because I was explaining different sexual orientations to her. I remember saying, “Asexualiy is when you have romantic attraction, but no sexual attraction.”
Bella immedently, without missing a beat, asked, “Is there an opposite to that?”
I asked what she meant, and she asked if there was a term for sexual attraction but no romantic attraction. I told her about aromantics. She got weirdly quiet, then excused herself.
Not two weeks later I was heading to my boat. I was supposed to meet Bella and another one of our muteral friends there for a day of fishing.
As soon as I was in earshot, I saw Bella storming off the boat, and our other friend standing there like an idiot. Boi had no idea what was happening.
Anyway, Bella isn’t looking where she’s going and walks smack dab into me. That’s when I realized she was crying. Puffy red eyes, wet cheeks, the whole nine yards… And if you know anything about Bells, she does not cry. Ever.
She’s been through some serious crap in her life, and she does not cry. She’s tough as nails. Bella has a steel core. She does not not cry. I’ve seen her fall off a roof and break her arm before, not a single tear. I can’t stress this enough, Bella. Doesn’t. Cry.
So seeing her in tears shook me. I took her by the shoulders and escorted her somewhere more private where we could talk. We ended up in the women’s restroom, which was weird as fuck for me, because haven’t been in a woman’s rest room for years. Luckily it was empty, and I’m realistic, I know I don’t pass so well, so I don’t think anyone would have said anything anyway.
Before I can even ask her what’s wrong she hugs me around my middle and burys her face in my hoodie. Then, in a voice I can only describe as traumatized, she says, “I think I’m broken.”
I’ve never seen her in so much pain, and Bella and I are CLOSE. She’s one of my dearest friends. She’s like my little sister, but if she’s like my sister, our other muteral friend is like her twin. He and Bella have know each other WAY longer, they’re practically inseparable. They come as a pair. They’re a duo. They’re a package deal.
Appearently, said muteral friend asked Bella out and forcefully kissed her. She shoved him off, and told him she’s aromantic, which she only recently figured out. She wasn’t ready to be out, but this muteral friend left her no choice. She tried telling him no, and he didn’t listen. Bella saw no other option.
Quote on quote, this is what he said to Bella. “That’s okay. You just haven’t dated me yet. We’ve been like, unofficially together for years. You’re probably just freaked out that it’s finally going somewhere.”
After that I’m not 100% clear on what happened, but apparently Bella kept saying no Nd trying to explain herself, but he kept insisting he could ‘fix her.’
Eventudally she started crying and stormed away. That’s when I found her.
Keep in mind, this was her first experience coming out, and her best, closest friend insisted he could fix her and forcefully kissed her. I found out later he also implied corrective rape would ‘solve the problem.’
Bella was traumatized. She’s still traumatized. I tried to make her feel better by buying her an aro pride shirt, and taking her go a local LGBTQ+ hang out. I wanted her to be around like minded people, so she could see she wasn’t broken, and her identity deserved to be respected.
Instead of a warm, welcoming environment… The first thing someone said to her was, “This place is for REAL lgbt people. You don’t belong here.” He also implied she wasn’t human.
Just think about that for a minute. Her first experiences with being an out aromantic have been limited to;
A person she trusted more than anyone forcing himself upon her, claiming she was ill, and needed to be fixed. (Raped.)
Sobbing in my arms in the women’s restroom because she thought she was broken and defective.
Being told she wasn’t welcomed in LGBTQ+ spaces and called inhuman.
This isn’t what I want for her. Bella deserves better than this. She needs a support system, not all this crap. I’ve spent the past week trying to undo all the damage exclusionists, arophobes, and people she trusted did.
Aromantics and asexuals belong in the LGBTQ+ community. You literally cannot change my mind.
Reasons why I need the A in LGBTIAQ to stand for Asexual, not Ally
Because my mother told me that all I needed to do was get drunk and lie back and let my husband have his fun. Because if I was drunk, I’d be more relaxed and it’d be over sooner
Because my sister told me that I was trapping my husband in an abusive marriage, and that one day he was going to leave me
Because both of them looked at me in disgust
Because my asexuality is considered to be as great a crime against my husband as a woman who has affairs and cheats on her husband
Because my cousin didn’t even try to understand, and just kept asking ‘but what about in five years? how will you feel then?’
Because I was so afraid of my body and so afraid of sex that I didn’t seek medical help for a legitimate question for over a year for fear of being labelled a deviant or something broken
Because I still ask myself at least once every day if my husband wouldn’t be better off without me
Because I still ask myself at least once every day if I’m broken
Because I still tell myself at least once every day that I’m pathetic and useless and an abnormality
Because I love my husband with every fiber of my being, but everywhere I turn I’m told I really don’t, because love = sex
I need A to stand for Asexual because nobody ever talked to me about asexuality even when I was an outpatient at the women’s hospital for 18 months, and everyone told me desire would come in time
I need A to stand for Asexual because we are literally invisible, and so unimportant that people assume we don’t even need representation, because everyone assumes our lives must be bland and unimportant and lacking in challenges or bigotry
For every asexual that wants a relationship, for every asexual that does not want a relationship, for every asexual who has not yet come to terms with their identity, for every asexual who was told we were abnormalities, for every asexual who was told we just weren’t doing sex right, that we needed a good fucking, that we needed to be drunk, that we needed to relax, that we needed to be raped
We need representation, and we need visibility
That is why the A needs to stand for Asexual, and never for Ally
I made a handy diagram