Headcanon that... Lena was actually named Léana but the Luthors changed it to erase her heritage along with any connection to her Irish childhood.
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Headcanon that... Lena was actually named Léana but the Luthors changed it to erase her heritage along with any connection to her Irish childhood.
“At least you’re winning at something” — my therapist when informing me of my first ever diagnosis’ today before she leaves for vacation for 2 weeks
officially a high school grad🎉
thank you to @jaxson-v @smallmouthfrog @corligno and everyone else who left the amazing ao3 comments on my cap
updating years later with the junior college cap. i decorated it last night, after so many doctors told me i’d never be able to return to school
i crawled my way back so many times these past few years after my body took hit after hit. but i did it & im so proud of myself
come back in a few more years to see the updated cap when i graduate my dream school, which i’ll be starting in august
when the bestie does the coolest thing!!
oh to have a rich girlfriend
Might I add
List of things I am currently handling well
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Thinking about how much Lena thinks her presence in others lives is a burden and how easily that fear is reinforced over and over and over again when the most important people in her life just disappear
thank you ao3 for being an archive and not an algorithm. thank you for letting me like things without consequences, thank you for being free with no ads, thank you for having lawyers to defend our freedom of speech. thank you tag wranglers. thank you to all authors and thank you ao3
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WHEN IT HURTS TO ADMIT IT Prompts
⟡ “I don’t know when I stopped feeling like myself, but I know it wasn’t all at once.”
⟡ “I keep waiting to miss this life more than I hate it.”
⟡ “I don’t even know if I’m sad or just tired of pretending I’m not.”
⟡ “You ever wake up and realize you’re living a life you didn’t mean to choose?”
⟡ “I don’t hate you. I just don’t recognize who I am around you anymore.”
⟡ “I thought if I ignored it long enough, it would go away. It didn’t.”
⟡ “I’m not asking you to fix it. I just need you to stop telling me it’s fine.”
⟡ “I keep telling myself this is enough, but it never sounds convincing.”
⟡ “I don’t know what I want, I just know this isn’t it.”
⟡ “I’m scared that if I stop, everything I’ve been holding together will fall apart.”
⟡ “I don’t want to leave. I just don’t want to stay like this.”
⟡ “I don’t feel brave. I feel cornered.”
⟡ “Every time I say I’m okay, something in me flinches.”
⟡ “I don’t know how to explain this without sounding ungrateful.”
⟡ “I keep thinking there has to be more than just getting through the day.”
⟡ “I don’t trust myself to make a decision because what if I regret all of them?”
⟡ “I don’t know who I’d be if I wasn’t needed all the time.”
⟡ “I thought being strong would feel different than this.”
⟡ “I don’t want to disappear. I just want the noise to stop.”
⟡ “I don’t know how to ask for help without feeling like I failed.”
⟡ “I keep hoping something will force my hand so I don’t have to choose.”
⟡ “I don’t know how to leave without hurting someone.”
⟡ “I don’t want to be the reason everything changes.”
⟡ “I don’t know if I’m scared of losing this or scared of keeping it.”
⟡ “I feel like I’m watching my own life instead of living it.”
⟡ “I don’t know how much longer I can carry this and still call it living.”
⟡ “I keep thinking tomorrow I’ll feel different. Tomorrow keeps showing up the same.”
⟡ “I don’t know if I’m asking for permission or forgiveness.”
My doctor seems to have done the cool thing aka a super rare surgery of ripping an my left kidney out and moving it to an entirely different place in my body but now I think i’ve worn out my cool factor—well unless I agree to him yanking out my other kidney and putting it in another place too.
Apparently me getting sepsis and almost dying over and over and over again is no longer fun for him. Same bro, same.
Instead of seeing him for my hospital follow-up he sent me to someone else “because they are better at infections”. I walk in the building to find out it’s a PA. I can almost guarantee her eyes are going to do the pop-out anime style and she will say “you are really complicated, I don’t know how to help you”.
ok that’s it, i’m just gonna turn all us traumatized babes upside down and shake the trauma out like loose change so we all feel better
i wanna know peace again (wanna sing a different song)
ch 3/? polytrix endgame but without a focus on romance autistic!polytrix , ocd!rumi , hurt/comfort , character study
It isn’t supposed to be this way and she knows it. Yet, all she wants to do is give in. She wants to fall into the fog filling her room and for once, let it embrace her. She wants it to carry her somewhere lighter, somewhere softer, somewhere higher. When she’s finally there, surrounded by warmth and quiet, Rumi wants it to rock her to sleep in its effervescent embrace.
There, she will rest.
She’ll remember or she’ll learn for the very first time how to relax; how to exist without all that extra weight on her shoulders.
And when the sun finally rises, only once Rumi is prepared, the fog will lift. Rumi will wake back up with her feet planted firmly on the ground and her mind so strong. She will be okay. She will be whole.
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i can’t wait to read this!
Merry Christmas! Here’s some festive Supercorp 🎄
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🎄 Merry Christmas to those who celebrate!!
Universe I don’t know what to do with what’s happening but I truly don’t have anything left in me, I feel like i’m split into fragments of various coping mechanisms. I don’t know what to do. I literally can’t hold any more.
“people pleasers are all manipulative self-martyring assholes who need to get a grip” people pleasing is a pattern of behaviour that develops as a fear response because of what has happened when you’ve failed to please others. and sure this can be detrimental to being able to have healthy relationships as an adult and it should be something that is slowly worked on over time. but let’s not pretend every people pleaser on the planet is doing it because they’re sick and twisted on purpose
People pleasing is often a symptom of complex PTSD rooted in childhood abuse, neglect, or chronic emotional insecurity.
People pleasers are not attempting to manipulate anyone.
They are repeating patterns that once kept them safe during a period of time when they were not safe.
This is not about control. It is about survival.
When a child grows up in an environment where love, safety, or stability are unpredictable, their nervous system learns that attunement to others is protective. Reading moods. Anticipating needs. De-escalating conflict. Making themselves useful, agreeable, or invisible. These are not personality flaws. They are adaptive responses.
People pleasing is a form of self-regulation.
It is a nervous system strategy developed to reduce threat. If I keep you calm, you will not hurt me. If I stay agreeable, I will not be abandoned. If I anticipate what you want, I might stay safe.
Yes, these patterns can become maladaptive in adulthood. Yes, they can interfere with boundaries and healthy relationships. That does not make the person “toxic,” manipulative, or morally deficient.
It means their nervous system learned a rule that is no longer necessary, but still feels mandatory.
Unlearning people pleasing is not about shaming someone into “just setting boundaries.” It is about helping the nervous system learn that safety no longer depends on self-erasure.
You cannot bully a trauma response out of someone.
You can only replace it with safety, consistency, and time.
There will be a lot of posts soon from people sharing how much they achieved in 2025. But in case someone needs to hear this... it's okay if the only thing you did this year was just get through it.