"I don’t really like people, but it’s difficult to get comfortable with loneliness. I mean, I’ve tried to have friends, but it never works out. And I’m tired of going out alone. I’m ok staying in at my place. It smells good when I burn incense and I have a lot of records and I can just play video games.”
The bus she was waiting for arrived. “Do you need to go?”
"It’s ok. Another one will come in ten minutes… But then, you know, sometimes I just want a partner— a relationship. It would be nice to share this part of my life with someone. I’ve been single for years, and you know, there are people I could call if I wanted to. But people always end up saying things that rub me the wrong way, or if I open up to them, suddenly they want me to be their best friend, and I don’t want people to have expectations of me. I don’t want to waste anyone else’s time if I’m not interested in being close to them."
Another bus came and went while she told me about the loneliness, wiping tears from her eyes. Then another. “I’m sorry, I’ve talked too long.”
"It’s really ok. Sometimes we just need to connect."
"Yeah, I forget that sometimes."
This is a picture of me and my two gorgeous best friends. Clearly, we all have very different body types, and you know what? None of us is healthier, prettier or happier than the others because of it.
That’s me on the left. I’m short, super petite, and have about as much muscle mass as a blob of gelatin. Despite being naturally thin, I have always been far from in shape. Not even a month ago, running two minutes at a time was a struggle—now I can run without stopping for more than a half hour.
Felicia, in the center, is probably the most active girl I know. The opposite of me, she’s one of those people that can build muscle just by looking in the direction of a dumbbell. She loves running like I do, and we’ve discussed running a 5k. She’s a big yoga enthusiast and has tried all sorts of different forms that I can’t pronounce, and she’s found free community yoga classes for us to attend together. Also, she has abs of steel, seriously. She’s helping me with my ab workouts. She’s also recently lost over 60 lbs through her active lifestyle and healthy diet.
That’s my friend Maddy on the right. She’s curvy and feminine, but she’s a beast in the gym. Strength training is her thing. She could probably bench press two of me. Not only is she incredibly strong, she’s insanely flexible and an avid pole dancer. We’re taking classes together even though she can spin circles around me on that damn pole, and look gorgeous while she does it.
My friends inspire me so much, and remind me that diversity is lovely. You don’t have to be skinny to be beautiful and confident, nor do you have to look like girls in Nike ads to be strong and fit. You don’t need to weigh a certain number, fit into a certain size, or have a certain appearance to be confident, healthy, or happy. I think that my friends prove that to me.
I’ll never be long and willowy like a supermodel, or well-built like all those fitspo girls. I’ll never look like either of my friends, and they’ll never look like me. And that’s ok, because fitness is about being the best you can be, not comparing yourself to others.
Embrace what you have, and help others embrace what they have. Fitness is funner with friends. Get them involved. Take a class, go for a walk, make a healthy dinner together. You’ll always have support and a fun activity to bond over.
this is one of the best things i’ve read on tumblr. Friends come in all different shapes, colors and sizes. May your friendships be everlasting
I just can’t NOT reblog this. Everyone should read it.
This was absolutely amazing, well worth the time to read, wow. Beautiful.
IF SOMEONE MAKES YOU FEEL BAD FOR THE BANDS YOU LISTEN TO OR THE WAY YOU TAKE YOUR COFFEE OR HOW YOU WEAR YOUR HAIR OR WHAT YOU WEAR OR THE WAY YOUR LAUGH SOUNDS THEN FUCKING DROP THEM LIKE THE PIECE OF SHIT THEY ARE AND GO FIND SOMEONE WHO THINKS YOUR LAUGH SOUNDS LIKE THE BEST GODDAMN SONG THEY’VE EVER HEARD AND OFFERS TO MAKE YOUR COFFEE FOR YOU AND THINKS YOU DRESS LIKE ART
She is Miami Seaquarium’s biggest attraction, and has performed for over forty years in America’s smallest orca tank.
Originally named Tokitae, she was captured in August 1970 during the infamous Penn Cove round ups. It was during this time that the Southern Resident orcas were decimated. Many orcas drowned during this ordeal, and many more were taken from the vulnerable population to stock captive tanks. Marine parks such as SeaWorld hired men to capture these orcas using any methods necessary.
Explosives and guns were used to corral the animals into a small inlet. Lolita and 7 other orcas were captured and sold to marine parks around the world.
Today, she is the only survivor.
After being sold to Miami Seaquarium, she was renamed Lolita, and she was housed alone until 1972 when she was joined by a male named Hugo.
The two performed for nearly ten years when, possibly out of frustration, Hugo began injuring himself deliberately on the tank walls. He would constantly bash his head, at one point severing his rostrum so badly that it had to be sewn back together.
In 1980, Hugo died from a brain aneurysm due to blunt force.
Since then, Lolita has been without same-species companionship for 43 years.
What’s the plan?
A dedicated movement has been growing over the years to retire Lolita to her home waters off the coast of Washington State. You can read all about that plan here.
Lolita would be flown to Kanaka Bay, where her seapen is already waiting. Her rehabilitation would be slow and steady - at Lolita’s pace. The location is ideal - a secluded inlet away from boat traffic and people so she would not be harassed.
One key aspect of this plan is that Lolita’s family is still alive. She was captured from the Southern Residents - one of the most studied group of orcas in the entire world. Her family is well-documented, and her mother, Ocean Sun, is still alive.
If her rehabilitation does not go according to plan, the contingency plan kicks in. Lolita would be cared for in her seapen where she can live out her life in peace, free from performing for tourists, away from loud and deafening music and no longer having to beg for her meals.
What can you do?
There are many ways you can help Lolita see her home waters, and her mother again.
• Demand Lolita’s Retirement.
• Urge NMFS To Include Lolita in the ESA.
• Animal Legal Defence Fund - currently fighting for Lolita in court!
• Orca Network - a strong campaigner for Lolita’s retirement!
Above contains more information on ways you can help - such as emailing APHIS about multiple safety violations outlined in the above link.
Finally, get involved in online communities to stay updated on Lolita’s case.
The fight for Lolita’s retirement is starting to make progress - the most we’ve seen in a long time! With your voice, we can get her back home and amongst her own kind - where she belongs.
[Other Orcas: Kshamenk]