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when you haven’t prayed in a while

sushuric devotee: ways to look more angelic! carry flowers everywhere, pink or gold eyeshadow, wear long ankle dresses, soft humming, have a pink glowy blush…

vikhelic devotee: wield a FLAMING SWORD

rhavic devotee: be covered in eyes

candrelic devotee: shine with the glory of a divine messenger!

rayatic devotee: be majestic and indescribable

thamelic devotee: wings in multiples of 12

matic devotee: tell people when you meet them to BE NOT AFRAID

sushuric devotee:

the edit itself

this edit is getting taken down from tiktok every time someone reuploads it, its straight up censorship at this point

Im not even american but im having a great time with this

DONT LET THIS DIE

credit to miraculousgastropod for the original

I didn't know inner labia where a thing for years! I also thought I might be intersex in some way. When I found a diagram that labeled online it I cried in relief.

When I was about 12 years old I noticed this white stuff in my underwear. It was goopy and creamy but when it dried it became crusty. I had no idea what it was. I hoped that if I ignored it it would go away- it didn’t. Eventually I became worried. I thought that I might be slowly pissing myself, but the texture wasn’t right for that. I considered that I might be intersex, have testes, and that they might somehow be leaking. I wanted to ask someone about it, but because of the inherent shame and tabooness around women’s bodies I was too embarrassed to do so. I figured that even if I did ask someone, they wouldn’t be able to help me. I thought that this white stuff in my underwear was a result of me being a dirty freak.

I felt so much shame around my body. I was terrified of sleepovers or locker rooms or anywhere else where someone might see what’s in my underwear. I carried this shame for almost two years.

Then one day a friend’s mother drove me home from school. This woman kept some kind of puberty pamphlet in the back of the car for us to read. I happened to pick it up and read part of it. The section I read taught me that this “white stuff” in my underwear is called vaginal discharge, it happens to all women, it begins anywhere from a year to a week before your first period, and it’s part of my vagina’s healthy natural functions.

I was so reliveved to know that what I was experiencing was normal, but I was also furious. Less than 50 words could have saved me from years of pain and humiliation. But no one thought to mention it. My school had given us some basic sex ed, but they never covered it. But they did cover wet dreams because obviously that’s more important.

I’ve shared my story with other women and it turns out I’m not the only one that had this issue. Dozens of women got back to me telling me that they had the same experience. One poor girl, she messaged me saying something like, “I know this sounds weird, but thank you for teaching me what discharge is.” She went on to tell me that she was 19 years old and that she had been experiencing it for ~8 years and had no idea what it was until she read my post. As soon as she noticed this white stuff in her underwear for the first time she went straight to her step mother who promptly made fun of her for being a freak. The stop mom took her to the gynecologist but they couldn’t figure out what was “wrong” with her. She had been going to the gynecologist and getting all these unnecessary and invasive exams and tests done. She thanked me for telling her what vaginal discharge was and thanked me for letting her know she’s not alone. I sent her a DM telling and infodumped everything I knew about vaginal discharge.

I couldn’t believe her story. She had been going to licences medical professionals for almost a decade and not one of them could figure out that it was just vaginal discharge.

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When I was ~13 I put my fingers in my vagina and felt something. It felt like a tampon that had been left in there too long. I tried to pull it out but it was stuck. I then tried to scoop it out, feeling around the edges. That’s when I realized that it was attatched to me. It was not a tampon. I was terrified that it might be a tumor. But I was too scared to say anything because of the inherent shame and tabooness surrounding women’s bodies (again) and also because telling someone would mean having to admit that I put my fingers inside of myself.

About a year later I went to the gynecologist for an unrelated reason. I figured that now was the best time to bring it up. The nurse practitioner told me that I would need a pelvic exam to figure out what’s going on. I had been dreading getting a pelvic exam. I had been avoiding them for years because of a bad experience I had as a child. But I was so worried that I had literal cancer that I decided to tough it out. The nurse practitioner poked around for a while and asked if this object I mentioned was shaped like so. I said yes. She informed me that this object inside of my vagina was my cervix.

My fucking cervix! I never would’ve guessed. In the few diagrams of women’s anatomy that I had seen prior, the vagina and cervix look like two distinct organs. It always looked like the vagina ended then the cervix began. I never knew that the cervix poked out into my vagina like that.

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I had such horrible experiences I vowed to prevent as many women as possible from experiencing the same thing. I made a point to tell my sisters everything I knew before it would be too late. I volunteered to teach sex ed at my high school. I share my stories constantly in the hopes that it’ll prevent someone, anyone, from experiencing the same thing. If I can prevent just one woman from feeling the same that I felt, all of my work will have been worth it.

Why is this the norm? Why are so many women unfamiliar with their own bodies? Why is it that what litte sex ed we get focused on men and their bodies? Why did my sex ed covered wet dreams and how to wash your dick, but never once mentioned vaginal discharge?

I used to agree that 7th grade was way too early for sex ed. I now couldn’t disagree more. Many girls at my school began menstruating before those two hours of sex ed we got in 7th grade. Children need to know what’s going to happen to their bodies during puberty before it happens, not after.

My area loves to pride itself on having some of the best sex ed in the country, but we really do have so far to go.

This is why I’m going into sex therapy/research/education/writing. I want to give free speeches at middle and high schools so the students will be prepared. I want to write books. I want to write a book directed at parents on how to talk to their kids about their bodies and sex. I want to write a book directed at children and teens about their bodies. I’m dedicating my life to prevent as many people as possible from experiencing what I did.

I grew up with some very strange tarot traditions, and I wonder how many others did too.

Your deck must be a gift.

You cannot accept money for readings. The only thing you may accept in exchange is other, equal magic, or food.

Cards ought be read by candlelight.

Wash your hands 3 times before reading.

Readings must be done in person, because the subject must cut the deck.

Readings are best done inebriated, to blur the veil.

Cards should remain bound when not in use.

Always perform a reading for yourself before doing one for another person, to focus yourself.

When you read by candlelight, you cannot blow the candles out. You have to snuff them instead. Or, better, have someone else snuff them (but not blow them out).

I think the two that people disagree with most are not buying your own deck and conducting readings without the person present. But this is how I learned, and I wonder who else learned the same way.

maybe a hot take or uncontroversial opinion but I wouldn't date a girl who wears makeup. I wanna see your face

Déanist roll call?

It might just be my depression making me feel isolated but I feel like the Déanic / Filianic Ekklesia has been rather quiet and sparse lately. I know we've had some people leave the faith and blessings to them, I'm curious how many of us there are.

Please reblog if you are Déanist and/or Filianist. :) might be some of you I don't already know.

Arizonans, help save reproductive rights in our state

A group, Arizonans for Reproductive Freedom, is hard at work to get an initiative on the ballot for November to amend our state constitution to include a right to reproductive freedom for every individual.

They need 356,467 signatures by July 7 to get it on the ballot.

You must sign in person. Fortunately, events are happening at offices and businesses throughout the state, mostly in Tucson and Phoenix, to aid this effort. You can find each one and volunteer to collect signatures at https://azreproductivefreedom.com/.

Because Maricopa County has the most people, I’ll copy that county’s locations below, but OTHER COUNTIES HAVE SIGNING LOCATIONS AVAILABLE AT THE LINK.

Maricopa County

Stop Dark Money Office 514 W Roosevelt St M-F | 10am-2pm

Maricopa County Democratic Party 1301 E Washington St M-F | 12pm-4pm

Brick Road Coffee 4415 S Rural Rd Suite 10 M-F | 7am-10pm Sa-Su | 8am-10pm

Copper Star Coffee 4220 N 7th Ave M-Su | 6am-5pm

Gracie’s Tax Bar 711 N 7th Ave Tu-Sat | 4pm-7pm 10pm-1am M-Sun | 4pm-7pm

Monsoon Market 3508 N. 7th St. Suite 140 M-Su | 12pm-5pm

Urbana 44th St. #202 M-Sa | 10am-6pm Sun | 11am-5pm

Urbana Scottsdale 44th St. #202 M-Sa | 10am-6pm Sun | 11am-5pm

Hidden Track Bottle Shop 111 W. Monroe Street #120 M-Sa | 12pm-6pm

Foothills Recreation & Aquatics 5600 W Union Hills Dr Sunday | 8am-11am

Toasted Mallow 1034 N Gilbert Rd #3 M-Su | 12pm-8pm

Salon D’ Shayne 1616 N Central Ave #101 Hours vary

Changing Hands Bookstore 300 W Camelback Rd M-Su | 10am-8pm

Thunderbird Lounge 710 W Montecito Ave M-Su | 4pm-2am

Tres Leches Cafe 1714 West Van Buren Street M-F | 8am-2pm Sa-Su | 8am-8pm

radfems will see someone whose the definition of mentally unstable rape their mom and then try to make it about transwomen being gross. y'all do not care about the fact the woman that was raped is suffering from dementia and likely a myriad of other conditions brought on by isolation and hoarding behavior. y'all just want an excuse to shit on trans people and it's fucking disgusting. get fucking bent.

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