nine photographs portraying quotes said to sexual assault survivors by police officers, attorneys, and other authority figures
more info about project unbreakable here
original tumblr here
this is fucking important and beautiful and brave and devastating.
I know I’ve told this story before, but my abusive ex refused to let me take birth control. I was on the pill until he found them in my purse.
I went to the Student Health Center—they were completely unhelpful, choosing to lecture me about the importance of safe sex (recommending condoms) instead of actually listening to my problem.
Then I went to Planned Parenthood. The Nurse Practitioner took one look at my fading bruises and stopped the exam. She called in the doctor. The doctor came in and simply asked me: “Are you ready to leave him?” When I denied that I was being abused, she didn’t argue with me. She just asked me what I needed. I said I need a birth control method that my boyfriend couldn’t detect. She recommended a few options and we decided on Depo.
When I told her that my boyfriend read my emails and listened to my phone messages and was known to follow me, she suggested to do the Depo injections at off hours when the clinic was normally closed. She made a note in my chart and instructed the front desk never to leave messages for me—instead, she programmed her personal cell phone number into my phone under the name “Nora”. She told me she would call me to schedule my appointments; she wouldn’t leave a message, but I should call her back when I was able to.
And that was it. No judgment. No lecture. She walked me to the door and told me to call her day or night if I needed anything. That she lived 5 blocks from campus and would come get me. That I wasn’t alone. That she just wanted me to be safe.
I never called her to come to my rescue. But I have no doubt that she would have come if I had called. She kept me on Depo for a year, giving me those monthly injections in secret, helping me prevent a desperately unwanted pregnancy.
I cannot thank Planned Parenthood enough for the work they do.
Roger Vivier for Dior, 1950s
The Los Angeles County Museum of Art
God bless butts
Is this really a compilation of male dancer booty?
Are you really complaining?
I like pert butts, and I cannot lie…
OK, so partially reblogged for the dancer arse, but largely for the first picture that looks like the ‘I;ve fallen and I can’t get up’ advert is trying a different tack.I’m reblogging this. I’m sorry. One of these things isn’t true. Butts.
ain’t no booty like a ballet booty cause a ballet booty don’t stahhhhhp!!
Dear (new’ish) Photographer,
My name is Model. I would love it if when you shoot me you take these things into consideration to achieve the greatest effect for us both:
- Male or female, give some playful banter. It makes me so happy when I am in the company of someone who knows how to laugh….
Some excellent advice in here!
Meet 9-year-old Joshua. He recently had to go in for surgery and was so nervous that he brought along his stuffed wolf. The wolf had a tear in its leg, so Joshua asked if his doctor could do a wolf surgery too. His parents said ‘no.’
But when they walked into the recovery room to see their son, they discovered the little wolf laying next to him; this time, with a surgical mask, a little cast, and surgical quality sutures in his leg.
We think the entire surgical staff deserves some serious respect and love for this act of kindness.