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there is NO toxic mold growing on this post

i repeat there is NO MOLD on this post

It is safe to touch

closet-keys

One of the things about trauma in general (and abuse specifically) is that, sometimes, the parts that were the most traumatic to experience don’t seem that notable to other people, and parts that seem the most “credible” or understandable to other people as A Traumatic Experience™ isn’t what destroyed you at the time.

It creates this weird dynamic where, when you’re trying to convince people to believe you that the situation was traumatic, you end up just listing the experiences that sound the most fucked up when summarized rather than the parts of the experiences which were the most fucked up as you lived them, in all of their nuances and complexity.

And sometimes, especially after gaslighting (which almost always involves the symptom of constantly feeling like you will never and can never be trusted), it feels like maybe you’re lying and manipulating people by talking about the parts that aren’t what you’re really thinking about, and so you feel guilty and ashamed of hiding the truth in the retelling. You learn to be terrified of people believing you and terrified of people not believing you. And it makes it that much harder to tell the next person, because the act of telling makes you question yourself on a fundamental level.

& I also think that dynamic is a factor in why it’s so hard to explain “unusual” triggers to other people, or why certain things that seem like they should be triggering aren’t, when other things that seem unrelated to your trauma are.

rosecrystal

if you say “i love you” a lot it loses its meaning? bitch does the sun lose its light just because it rises every morning?

lemuenic

You get more used to bright light the longer you are embraced by it. Thoughtless post.

rosecrystal

So getting used to receiving love is a bad thing? Ok edgelord

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jfkadultcircumcision

republicans: we are going to stage a coup.

democrats: oh dont worry about that! coups are against the rules :)

wodneswynn-deactivated-deactiva

One of the characters in our D&D party is an orc named Brick. We’ve established that orcs get their names through tests of strength and that his name is Brick because it’s the strongest thing he was able to break with his bare hands.

By profession, Brick is a therapist. His ultimate ambition is to one day do therapy so good that he can change his name to Depression.

amiplayingright

I love and support Brick and am also terrified by the idea of someone tearing my depression out with their bare hands and snapping it like a twig

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angelicguy

non-confrontational cowboy that wont turn around after the 10 paces

gunsandfireandshit

he just breaks into a sprint and nobody has ever been able to hit him because he serpentines so well

dylanobrienisbatman

“This town ain’t big enough for the two of us”

Non-confrontational cowboy: “SURE AINT!” *sprints away*

ripcstiaalisonsselena-deactivat

me: i hate violence

also me: *sees a trump supporter*

roses4pepe

being a democrat is embarrassing lol

ripcstiaalisonsselena-deactivat

i’m a gemini you dumb bitch

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yukheii

cute couple things i’ve seen on campus this semester that make me want a stupid boyfriend

girl and guy were sitting on the same chair with the guy behind her only he was hugging her waist and fast asleep on her shoulder while she was working on her computer

saw this couple across the street from me waiting for the bus. the guy did the thing where he pretends to look for something in his bag and pulls out a finger heart instead

in the hallway i watched this girl run up to her bf and he gives her the biggest hug and goes “see told you you’d kill your presentation” then kisses her forehead

girl sitting next to me in the library has been grinding on an assignment all day (like i’d have been in the library from 10-3 with breaks in between for classes but she’d been sitting there the whole time) and her boyfriend would come in every few hours, put down food or coffee on her table, kiss the top of her head, and walk away without a word

in one of my smaller classes (probably around 30 people) this guy’s phone rang and he sprung up and left the class to answer it. usually profs don’t care if you leave class but this one is really small and he knows all of our names/faces, so when the guy comes back in the prof asks if everything was ok. he has the biggest grin on his face and says “yeah, sorry that was my girlfriend. her flight took off right before it started snowing so i was worried. she’s okay tho.”

was sitting outside and reading when it was warmer and i could see this couple sitting under a tree a little ways away from me. the girl was laying in his lap while he was on his phone. suddenly i heard an alarm go off so i look up and they start switching places so now he’s laying his head on her lap and she’s reading sitting up. it happened twice more after that