okay guys, ary ( @skishenanigans ) has me really worried.
tumblr has a feature where you can report a user suspected of wanting to take their own life and will do their best to track their ip and roll out authorities to make sure they are okay. you can help ary by doing the following:
1. go onto her blog and see the last post she made. at the bottom there will be a little plane lookin arrow. click it
2. once you have clicked it a like of options to “share” the post should pop up. you want to click the flag that says “report”
3. next, three options will appear. click “report something else”
4. a page with several options for violations will appear. click “self-harm”
5. tumblr will ask if this user is in immediate danger. no one has heard from ary for a couple of days. click “yes”
6. tumblr will then ask you for your name and to verify you are a real person. once you have done that, submit the form
keep reblogging guys. likes don’t help spread the word. reblog,reblog,reblog, reblog!!!
Umm a Jewish woman at FSU was just arrested for pouring her drink on a nazi at her campus literally only a few days following the terrorist attack on Jews at Tree of Life Synagogue
Help her covef the legal fees please! Her Venmo: Shelby-Shoup
Please donate to her or share this.
Florida State University CANNOT and WILL NOT get away with trying to arrest a Jewish woman defending her humanity while they defend their football star rapist.
PLEASE IF YOU KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT WHERE MY HUSBAND IS SHARE IT WITH ME OR THE MASON OHIO PD
PLEASE SHARE THIS POST TO HELP FIND MY HUSBAND
Dillon Alexander Williams went to Kings Island with me and my mother Melanie Dean but is now nowhere to be found. Last time I saw him was at the Build a Bear in Kings Island and he seemed completely fine. After hours of security searching they discovered my husband was no longer in the park and hadn’t been since 11 am. He was seen on camera walking out of the park, through the Soak City parking lot and out towards the Sunoco on the other side of the street.
He was last seen wearing black jeans, pink converse, a red and black Deadpool letterman jacket and a Marie the cat beanie like in the pictures I’ve provided.
I’ve been asking around and no one has seen him. This is legitimately the most terrifying thing I’ve ever experienced in my life, please, if you have ANY info call the Mason PD or send me a PM on here. I just want my husband home.
Dillon ran from abuse. Here’s FB posts for context. PLEASE DO NOT GET INVOLVED WITH THE FB THREAD ANY FURTHER…. it’s being made impossible to not only navigate but for Dillon’s very own family and friends to communicate and be heard. They don’t need your two cents on the situation. How can complete strangers tell them what’s best when we obviously don’t even have the full story and they do?
Heathens all of you, this is none of your business… what we should be doing is debunking this tumblr post.
Yikes.
Just in case she deletes these like people say she might, shes a bit more than obsessed
Shame on her for lying and tryong to get Tumblr to do her dirty work.
Theres no missing person report on Mason PD’s website or news article anywhere on this.
Look up the facts, guys.
Addition with another screenshot because:
The very last paragraph is a MAJORred flag in itself considering all the screenshots we’ve already seen. Yes, she IS wrongfully labeling Dillon as schizophrenic.
STOP CONTACTING THE AUTHORITIES and STOP CONTACTING HUFFLEPUFF-RAVE TO FIND DILLON.Dillon is an ABUSE VICTIM trying to ESCAPE an ABUSE situation and contacting PDs/his own abuser like this is NOT helping him.
I just hope most of the notes from this post are from people who have seen this version of it.
I really hope that Dillon is safe…
This is like the eighth time this week that this has come up on my dash but I like being updated on the situations
This is a summary of college only using two pictures; expensive as hell.
That’s my Sociology “book”. In fact what it is is a piece of paper with codes written on it to allow me to access an electronic version of a book. I was told by my professor that I could not buy any other paperback version, or use another code, so I was left with no option other than buying a piece of paper for over $200. Best part about all this is my professor wrote the books; there’s something hilariously sadistic about that. So I pretty much doled out $200 for a current edition of an online textbook that is no different than an older, paperback edition of the same book for $5; yeah, I checked. My mistake for listening to my professor.
That is CRIMINAL to send him back!
That judge must be republican
Yo if a child is crying this hard and begging not to go back to their mother’s house, SOMETHING IS CLEARLY WRONG. Protect the kids, man. Smh….
Oh no… my heart aches
Poor baby, hurts me bc this is everyday shit…
This shit fucked me up…..
I always tell myself not to watch these things but always end up watching them & crying & feeling like a horrible person because I want to help so bad but I know I can’t. Ugh I really hope they fix this & help this child
According to this, the dad got in trouble for illegally taking Mikey to Massachusetts without checking with the Illinois judge. They’re trying to terminate the dad’s parental rights because they’re claiming he kidnapped his kid- that he had primary custody of- and instead returning him to his mom who not only demonstrably physically abused him, but it running a fucking meth house. It’s fucking wild.
“Oh yeah, every time that dad forgets mom is dead, we head to the cemetery so he can see her gravestone.”
WHAT. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard some version of this awful story. Stop taking people with dementia to the cemetery. Seriously. I cringe every single time someone tells me about their “plan” to remind a loved one that their loved one is dead.
I also hear this a lot: “I keep reminding mom that her sister is dead, and sometimes she recalls it once I’ve said it.” That’s still not a good thing. Why are we trying to force people to remember that their loved ones have passed away?
If your loved one with dementia has lost track of their timeline, and forgotten that a loved one is dead, don’t remind them. What’s the point of reintroducing that kind of pain? Here’s the thing: they will forget again, and they will ask again. You’re never, ever, ever, going to “convince” them of something permanently.
Instead, do this:
“Dad, where do you think mom is?”
When he tells you the answer, repeat that answer to him and assert that it sounds correct. For example, if he says, “I think mom is at work,” say, “Yes, that sounds right, I think she must be at work.” If he says, “I think she passed away,” say, “Yes, she passed away.”
People like the answer that they gave you. Also, it takes you off the hook to “come up with something” that satisfies them. Then, twenty minutes later, when they ask where mom is, repeat what they originally told you.
I support this sentiment. Repeatedly reminding someone with faulty memory that a loved one has died isn’t a kindness, it’s a cruelty. They have to relieve the loss every time, even if they don’t remember the grief 15 minutes later.
In other words, don’t try to impose your timeline on them in order to make yourself feel better. Correcting an afflicted dementia patient will not cure them. They won’t magically return to your ‘real world’. No matter how much you might want them to.
It’s a kindness of old age, forgetting. Life can be very painful. Don’t be the one ripping off the bandage every single time.
I used to work as a companion in a nursing home where one of the patients was CONVINCED I was her sister, who’d died 40 years earlier. And every time one of the nurses said “that’s not Janet, Janet is dead, Alice, remember?” Alice would start sobbing.
So finally one day Alice did the whole “JANET IS HERE” and this nurse rather nastily went “Janet is dead” and before it could go any further I said “excuse me??? How dare you say something so horrible to my sister?”
The nurse was pissed, because I was “feeding Alice’s delusions.” Alice didn’t have delusions. Alice had Alzheimer’s.
But I made sure it went into Alice’s chart that she responded positively to being allowed to believe I was Janet. And from that point forward, only my specific patient referred to me as “Nina” in front of Alice—everyone else called me Janet, and when Alice said my name wasn’t Nina I just said “oh, it’s a nickname, that’s all.” It kept her calm and happy and not sobbing every time she saw me.
It costs zero dollars (and maybe a little bit of fast thinking) to not be an asshole to someone with Alzheimer’s or dementia. Be kind.
I wish I had heard this stuff when Grandma was still here.
I read once that you have to treat dementia patients more like it’s improv, like you have to take what they say and say to yourself “ok, and” and give them more of a story to occupy them and not just shut it down with something super harsh.
A nurse I used to work with always told us: “If a man with dementia is trying to get out of bed to go to work, don’t tell him he’s 90 and in a nursing home. Tell him it’s Sunday and he can stay in bed. If a woman with dementia is trying to stand because she wants to get her husband’s dinner out of the oven, don’t tell her he’s been dead for 20 years. Tell her you’ll do it for her and she can sit back down.”
Always remembered that, always did it. Nothing worse than hearing someone with memory loss ask the same question over and over again only to be met with: “We already told you!”
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