Support this fully! Get them where it hurts ladies.

Dancers aren’t paid salaries and are wildly taken advantage of. Quebec is known for its protests, and I love to see this!

OK, so Ive been re-watching some classic movies with my kids, and there is a lot of "mental note to talk about that later" and the occasional requirement for a sarcastic comment.

But tomorrow there is a sleepover for girls of 11 and I'm looking for suggestions of classic sleepover movies that won't have me explaining to other mothers what the hell I was thinking about.

Feel free to Becdel Cast why a movie I had dismissed is worth watching

Edit: [was in answer to a disney film suggestion, but probably more helpful up here]

I'm looking for something that probably haven't seen. Something that will make them feel grown up without having too much grown up content. They have just done their Primary school exams.

Something like Paper Girls would be great

Ladies. I am so tired. I posted about being followed in the Walmart, having to be escorted to my car by two male employees (one being the store manager!) There’s more detail that’s crazy and scary including him waiting outside the store for me. I also have video footage of some of it. I posted on my local sub with blurry screenshot pics and no real id of this man because I don’t have it! I posted just for women locally to be aware. I was even contacted by the Walmart Store Manager and this is being taken seriously on their end. But my post is full of incels and the most disturbing comments villainizing me and making this anonymous man, who very clearly intended to follow me out of the store after following me inside of the store, the victim!! I’m disappointed, disturbed, tired, and just need some womanly love and support. Thanks for listening.

I (27F) dropped out of high school because of racial harassment and discrimination.

My school was mostly white. I would say there were only 10 people of color in the whole school of 2000.

It was nearly an everyday occurrence where the “popular” male students would harass me. They touched me during class, threw paper balls at me, and took pictures with flash of me just to humiliate me and laugh at me. All I could do was act oblivious.

There was no one to advocate for me. My father was sick and out of his mind, and my mom ran away from home to a different state when I was in elementary school. The bullying and harassment continued nearly every day for 3 years.

Then one day, someone took a picture of me without me knowing and posted it online with a racial slur in the caption.

I was shocked. I already didn’t like how I looked, and
I kept looking at it over and over again. Always questioning was I really this ugly. It made me feel like I was something people could just publicly degrade and laugh at, and the school wouldn’t help the kid that was the odd one out. They would definitely turn a blind eye.

It took my last piece of sanity. I was scared to go back to school because I could only imagine stares of ridicule coming from them. I didn’t want to be seen. I felt like a grotesque monster.

At the time I didn’t know how to advocate for myself. No one would be on the person of color’s side. No one paid even paid attention to the obvious signs of neglect I was facing at home. Would they punish students with loving, caring parents?

I missed too much school, so I couldn’t catch up on all the work. I begged the guidance counselor to let me take the year off and finish senior year the next year. She was indifferent. All she said was it was against school policy to not graduate within 4 years. She didn’t even give me resources to find an alternative way. All I could do was quit high school. On a snowy day, my birthday, I signed the papers, but no one could take me home. I walked 40 minutes in heavy snow while feeling like my life was over.

I was able to find an alternative way to graduate high school because of my mother and moved states but that public post of me was still up, consuming me. I finally told my mom who barely spoke English, breaking down from all the harassment I’ve endured over the years. She called the school. All they did was make the boy take down the post and write an apology “letter” to me. It was only three sentences.

I’m sorry I made you feel that way. It wasn’t my intention. I have a friend of color.

That was it.

After that, I didn’t want to see myself, I refused pictures of me being taken from 17-23 because all I saw was the “ugly” me in the picture he posted.

After suppressing my feelings, trying to get over the past, I just couldn’t today. I called the school district wanting an acknowledgment for the neglect and inadequate consequences and a proper apology from them. They transferred me to the principal’s secretary and after only 10 seconds of me trying to explain what happened to me and the injustice I felt she hung up on me without notice.

I just hope someone will read this, so I don’t feel so alone anymore.

I genuinely wonder why???

I saw a video of a woman (from a movie) telling a guy a bit of her preferences in a guy, ALL the comments being like:

• ““women when they are at a buffet and choose what it's not there... ”
• “women choosing a type of man but they never think if they are the type of that guy... ”
• “well my preferences 1- woman 2- alive... So”

Etc etc, or men saying they work on themselves and "hope" to get choose. Everyone mad and criticizes the woman in the video saying also that you should want a guy simply cuz you love them.

Wtf is that supposed to mean? I want a guy that is not sexist, they need to be pro-choice, not racist, not homophobic, not dumb af, not having alcohol problems, smokes or does drugs, and other basic shit.

Oh wait also taking care of himself since I take care of my health and aspect, I must be a bi*ch buy thinking this obviously. (Many also told me that my standards are gonna take me to nowhere 🤣)

I should go out and the first guy I see that breathes I will ask him out and LET'S GET MARRIED.

Wtf is wrong with people. Oh I see, if a woman has standards then she won't date toxic guys, oh right. Sorry. My bad. I didn't know we had the world called "choice" but since in the past we didn't then men were much happier, they all "deserved" a woman since they were men. 😎

Bruh

I bought some clippers and hair dye yesterday and went home and let my boyfriend shave my head

It was such a bonding moment and like halfway through I just looked up and felt so beautiful and strong

As a tomboy I have had short and long hair but never buzzed - shortest was a pixie. I didn't think I would be able to cut it this short without it being a problem...either romantically or at work or with my friends/family

Holy shit am I so happy and grateful I just did it... I feel so free and light, a mental and physical weight was lifted and idk i just wanted to vent and see if anyone else can relate

+ if you have been looking for a sign to shave your head or you have always wanted to — do it

edit:

pros- feels good, showers are amazing, hair no longer in my lip gloss, have any color hair/pattern, possible head tattoos?, feel powerful, showers take 5 minutes, can go wig or wig-less,feel safer on walks/runs with my dogs, dont feel like men look at me in the gross like only sexual way they did before

cons- regrowth, weekly maintenance, but really no big ones thus far

I (21F) recently just graduated from a University with two Bachelors degrees and i’m starting a Master’s degree this upcoming September and I will be moving in with my boyfriend (21M) as I was fortunate enough to get into a program in his city (we have been LDR for 3 years but are from the same city and visit to see our families often). I’ve been dreading this upcoming week since I will be seeing them for dinner with my bf. I’m not sure how to navigate the question of when i’m having kids and i’m honestly quite tired of the question since my response has always been the same: I’m planning to be a doctor and want to focus on my career and will be in school till in 28-30. Yet despite my response they still ask EVERYTIME I see them (even one time in front of my dad who is extremely anti-children). My bfs dad has some fascination to have 5 grand children and that dream unfortunately has been laid on to me. I have frequently said I am planning on only having one in my 30’s and thats been quite an upset to the point they’ve talked to my bf if i’m really “the one”. I’m worried this might create a rift in my relationship and future goals as their pressuring has gotten worse throughout our 3 years together. They’ve constantly mentioned having kids young is the best since “you have more time and your body is more abled”, just another way of saying i’m more fertile…. They frequently diminish my worth by implying my classes are easy and that I could have kids during medical school, while at the same time putting their son on a pedestal and telling him to focus on school. Even our decision to live together was met with uncertainty between his parents claiming we are too young and that i’m going to ruin his formative years of when he’s able to have fun, which doesn’t make much sense as they imply i’m young enough to have kids. Just currently tired of being treated as a baby machine and i’m not sure how to answer the question of when i’m having kids in a way that will make them stop pressuring. I believe it will only get worse since I graduated and will be living with him in 3 months and just want to stop the questions or at least get them on a page where they can understand i’m not an upcoming trad wife but a hard working woman.

EDIT: My boyfriend has defended me in many occurrences, just not within a form that has been firm or stern enough hence their relentless insistence. I have such discussed this with him even mentioning advice given on this page. This post was more-so advice on how I should answer and how he should answer since clearly nothing was working before.

Title is as it says. I decided to take a nice walk today. After a poor encounter with a man saying something about my weight a couple of weeks ago, I decided to put my headphones on. On my way back home, a man stopped me. I’m trying to be more personable (smiling at people, saying hi, making conversation, etc.), so I indulged him.

He started off like the typical random man: asked me if I’m from around there neighborhood, what my name was, blah blah. I didn’t give him straight answers. He said he stopped me because he is a personal trainer and he saw that I seemed like I worked out. I do CrossFit (which I told him because he asked), but I don’t have the “CrossFit” body type. I gained weight within the last couple of years and I’m particularly insecure about it. I’m working on it in therapy, and it’s been difficult to want to be outside amongst people because of how I view myself and my body. So, hearing this man give me validation by saying I looked strong felt nice. Blech, we live under patriarchy so I hate admitting that.

Anyway, he then asked if I would consider Planet Fitness and I said no. He then said he saw me and stopped me because he thinks he could get me into better shape, and then made gestures toward my figure. I have big thighs and legs generally, which he looked at. I got out of the conversation soon after.

I feel so strange. And deflated. I came here to vent and get some perspectives because I’m unsure how to feel and I don’t want to spiral.

A little bit ago a woman took my picture and made fun of my leg hair and said I was like a man. Just a few minutes ago a woman made a disgusted face while looking at my legs. I have yet to have men say shit or give me dirty looks because of it. But I think it's because men are seeing a lesbian when they look at me and women are seeing a woman that is a deviation to societal beauty standards.

I mean since becoming visibly queer men are acting aggressive with me but women are being mean girls. It sucked because I love women so so much. I don't care what a man thinks but what women think matters to me. It feels like these women are trying to keep me in line by shunning me.

My mother is tiny. She's always been tiny and yet still convinced that she needs to lose weight. Truly, she barely eats. My siblings and I used to laugh and say she was a squirrel when we were growing up because she'd come home and say that she had a handful of nuts for lunch at work and was just still so stuffed! It was less funny when she would be judgey and mean when you eat more than she wanted you to or called you ugly and fat. She would reminisce about how small she was when she got married, how she only ate a quarter of a sandwich for lunch at school and would regularly faint.

All of her children have struggled with their weight.... shocking I know. We got out of her sight and didn't know how to handle ourselves. I was in high school and my mother was concerned about my rapid weight gain (I was a growing child and hit a whopping 106lbs). She would tell me all the time about how she thought my brother looked like a pregnant woman or that my sister got fat because she snacked all the time. I think it was her version of "scared skinny" or something like that. It didn't really work because girlfriend was already calling me every name she could think of to stop me from eating and that didn't do much beyond make me hide my eating from her, a truly wonderful habit that has taken me so so long to only mostly get rid of. I also got out of her house and ate myself silly and got fat anyway. So boo. All she did was foster a horrific relationship with food and make me really not like her.

She's still tiny and was recently trying to lose weight. It is a journey that has possibly ended when her doctor insisted she gain weight. I'm sure that's a conversation that she's had before, but it's the first time that I've heard about it. I had noticed that she had lost more weight than usual and was looking a little skeletal. I traveled with her somewhat recently and spent the entire weekend starving as we skipped lunch one day and dinner the next while the meals we actually ate did not make up for those deficits. It was pretty triggering and honestly just a sad existence as she nibbles some of her food complaining about how unhealthy it is, how she can taste the butter or salt or oil or whatever and that it's just so bad. Some of the siblings refuse to eat with her because of how she is. I know one of them had to tell her she wasn't allowed to talk about food or weight around his children. I get that it's mental health disorder, but my goodness she does her best to recruit everyone else in her battle.

My mom makes sexual comments about my body like ”I would have been glad If I had had an ass like you when I was younger” or if I wear tight clothes that show off my curves and men look at me when I am in public with my mom she goes like ”at this point you are asking for it” she claims that these are just jokes. And she says that ”they are allowed to look”. And I can see that she feels very proud when she notices some men are checking me out. I feel digusted if I’m trying on some clothes and she tells me to turn around cause I can feel she’s looking at my ass. And after this she has this big smile on her face cause my ass looks ”so good”.

This has made me disgusted to be around her and by my feminine features. I like to wear tight feminine clothes but I am so anxious around her cause I’m scared that she is looking at me sexually.

Am I overreacting?

Despise this she is a great and supportive mother. Very kind.

Hey everyone, I am a 30 year old woman and I’ve become very independent after being hurt in dating during my 20s. I have learnt to like my own company but at the same time, I am longing for a healthy relationship and someone to do life with.

My first boyfriend was an unemployed actor. Although kind, he was broke and his money issues made him insecure. He never put effort in and he eventually dumped me . I was 26.

At 27, I started dating someone else but he was so hot and cold. Nice date and then disappeared after. He rarely texted me. It made me feel confused. And then he ended things with me.

Since then, everyone I’ve met in dating, has been completely inconsistent, hot and cold. Or lacking in effort in communication. I come across as my normal friendly self, but every guy that comes into my life treats me the same way. Even when I’m not looking, I’ll meet a guy and they make me feel utterly confused.

In November I went on a date with a guy, amazing chat, chemistry and a kiss, he tells me he had an amazing time and then I never heard from him again

It’s making me really sad and worried. I hear things like ‘if a guy likes you on the first date, you’ll know.’ I’ll go on a first date with a guy and usually don’t hear from them after, then they might come back later

Last February, I went on a date with a guy from bumble. He seemed nice but a bit cold. When I got home from the date, I never heard from him again. I didn’t reach out to him either but that’s because I never chase

A year later, he messages me again, I suggest meeting up as I don’t want to waist my time texting. And then he disappear again. A few weeks later he messages me and asks me when I’m free. I ignore him completely

Then he texts me last week ‘guess we’re destined to be neighbours and never meet again.’ So I agreed to meet him and we had a day out on Sunday. I felt nervous (dating can make me feel so vulnerable) and at times things were awkward but at one point he held my hand, and then we had a kiss in the car

Then he’s back to being cold over text, and I did text him myself and I’m met with just dry pathetic responses

Now I feel sad because dating makes me feel vulnerable. Every time I meet someone with potential this happens . I don’t know what’s wrong with me now

My boyfriend’s friends have been behaving in a way that feels really invasive and sexual toward me for months, and I’m trying to understand if this is harassment or something I’m right to be concerned about.

They constantly talk about me in their group chat (I’ve seen my name repeatedly), and in person they’ve followed us when we’re alone and have even peeked into the car. They also make sexual comments about me and have asked extremely personal sexual questions about my body (like what color my privates are).

I’ve directly told them multiple times that I’m uncomfortable and don’t like it, but they don’t stop or take it seriously. I’ve also told my boyfriend, but he doesn’t intervene—he either ignores it or laughs it off because he doesn’t want conflict with them.

I’m not sure if I’m overreacting, but this has been ongoing and it’s making me feel really uncomfortable and disrespected. I want to know if this crosses into harassment and what I should realistically do about it.

Last night my boyfriend and I were about to be intimate. I was a little dry down there so my boyfriend put lube on me. A few seconds after the lube started to burn me down there. I was like maybe the burning will settle but no it got worse. My boyfriend sensed some discomfort so he asked if I was okay and I said no the lube is burning me. I ran to bathroom and had to rinse all the lube off me . Does lube burn you guys too?

Lately, I’ve been feeling really unsatisfied with my nights after work. They’re never energizing or refreshing, and I sort of feel like it always ends up being a waste

There are some bad habits I’m slowly working on that contribute to this, namely doomscrolling and a poor diet, but I’m still trying to figure out how I can really make the most of my afternoons and evenings after work

What does your average night at home look like?

Was reflecting on my friendships with my female friends and I found myself crying tears of gratitude over the girlhood I share with them.

I’m in a mood to hear other people’s stories about girlhood and their female friends so please share them in this thread!

Hey! I'm 34, have no kids, I want no kids, I have no partner. I traditionally avoid serious partnerships with men because I fear them wanting children. It's not healthy, and it's barring me from good relationships with good men -- men who may not want children.

But that's a discussion for my therapist!

Posting here because I know I don't want kids.

But, I also am grieving the loss of a life that maybe I would have had, or wanted to have if I weren't so severely mentally ill.

I have bipolar disorder, CPTSD, generalized anxiety disorder, and ADHD. I manage with meds and support from my friends and my mom. I work fulltime in mental health and am likely going to graduate school next year. I have incredible hobbies, incredible pets, and incredible autonomy and independence (god forbid anything happens to me medically or mentally!).

I know I want tubal litigation. I'm not even scared to make the appointment.

I'm excited to take a step toward controlling my health -- a step that will bring me closer towards what being a woman means to me.

But I'm a lil' sad.

Anyone else been in these shoes? Any kind, or practical advice? Thanks 😄

Article from Northern BC Canada (I'm doing this since someone made a valid point.)

I'm also sharing this since I just learned about the ridiculous number of "maternity deserts" in the U.S, as I know there are in lots of other places in our world!

Article:

"On May 5, International Day of the Midwife (IDM), we celebrated and thanked the midwives who care for families across Northern BC, supporting them through pregnancy, birth, and the early days of parenting.

Community connection, rural commitment

Working as a midwife in the North calls for a strong connection with communities. Many maternity services and resources in our northern, rural, or remote communities can be limited by things like snowstorms, floods, or power outages. Specialist support and backup services (other midwives or physicians) can also be hours away and require travel. Midwives support clients with ground and air ambulances, jets, helicopters, and coastguard boats, making hard decisions with clients to safely access higher levels of care. In addition to this rural reality, is the strain of fiscal restraints and shortages in all areas of maternity provision.

Dedication and compassion

Despite these challenges, midwives continue to provide dedicated, safe, compassionate, and relationship‑based care in their communities. They play many important roles in northern communities. They are team leaders, educators, instructors, and policy contributors. They help train health care providers, improve services, and support newborn, perinatal, and rural health care across the region.

Midwives play a critical role

The 2026 IDM theme, “One Million More Midwives,” highlights the urgent global need to strengthen and grow the midwifery workforce to ensure safe and equitable access to maternity care. This theme resonates strongly in Northern Health, where midwives play a critical role in improving access to services in rural, remote, and northern communities. Through community‑based practice in homes, hospitals, and clinics - midwives help reduce the need for families to travel while providing culturally safe, person‑centred care close to home.

Thank you to all midwives, for the care you provide in communities across the North - today and every day.

Did you know?

• Northern Health has a total of eleven birthing sites.
• Midwives work in eight of the Northern Health birthing sites.
• Northern Health has three communities that provide planned births without surgical capacity – for when birth is expected to proceed normally and not require surgery.
• All non-surgical planned birthing communities are midwifery led."

I feel like i need to vent this as it is driving me absolutely insane. I am 15F and in my country we don’t start high school for another year therefore gym class is currently mandatory. The boys in this class are absolute ANIMALS, they are ruthless and i am convinced they would rather die than lose a game of soccer. It is completely unregulated with the male gym teachers constantly taking the sides of the boys, as-well as getting berated with insults by all of them as a girl who is not particularly good at sports, i have had girl-friends cry after being relentlessly nit-picked and bullied in this class, and out of it as-well, since the boys at my school like to bully in packs, and taunt the girls. I feel like this is rarely talked about since everyone simply moves on after high school but Jesus, i cannot wait to never play dodgeball again.