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[bigboppa01]

[amargedom]

“It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling— that really hollowed-out feeling.”

— J.K. Rowling (via goodreadss)

[glosdriver]

Amateur Tumblr stalker needs help... any advice?

So I’m trying to find someone. Don’t know their tumblr details, but I know they’re on here. Any advice on finding them would be welcome 😬

[bayliethehorneywifey]

A friend introduced me to tumblr, I’m super excited to try it out reblog me and you might get a surprise in your dm😉

[eyesintheskies2313]

I love this. Its in all the toilets at the local birth centre and basically if your in a domestic violence relationship and cant speak out about it you take one of the stickers and place it on the urine pot and the midwife will speak to you after about it and get you the help needed to flee the violence. So upsetting how many stickers have already gone tho :(

[knitmeapony]

If it makes you feel better, those might not have been taken by actual folks who needed it – we were taught at the clinic I worked at to never leave a full sheet of anything, because the sorts of folks who need these stickers might also be the kind of folks who, psychologically, have a hard time taking a first step or ‘breaking’ something brand new – like being the first person to take a sticker off a sheet or tear a phone number off a flyer.  They called it ‘easing the path’ and all us admin staff were careful to never fill up brochure things all the way, to take the first tag off a flyer we hung up, leave the toys for the kids in uneven piles and leave a couple of books leaning or sideways or lying flat on the shelf.

[labelleizzy]

Reblog for the second set of comments. Folks in abusive relationships have a constant mental commentary about how you aren’t worth it, you’re a bother, you’re inconvenient, you cause trouble, it’s all your fault. That “easing the way” is solid psychology. Feeling like you’re not alone, you’re not the only one who has this problem, can let you shift from feeling helpless and hopeless to being willing to reach out for help.

[janemaverick]

Was walking to the train on my way home from the Women’s March when I cane across the most wonderful impromptu dance party going on in the Times Square subway station. THIS is EVERYTHING!!!!

[futubandera-cl]

[urbanprole]

wait for it

[efgf]

“Unfortunately I’m the type of person that you can screw over 1 million times and I would still be there for you if you needed me.”

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(via

itcuddles

)

faq

(via waakeme-up)

[theselipstoldlies]

me: *knows exactly what i have to say*

me: *stutters and fucks up a 5 word sentence*

[everybodyvanishes-deactivated20]

The Inner Dialogue of Someone who has Borderline Personality Disorder and is in a Relationship

First of all, I’d like to make it clear that my relationship is honestly quite amazing. We have a very honest, open, secure, accepting, understanding, and supportive relationship. But when you have BPD, your illness tells you things and makes you think things that are extremely hard to deal with, even in the best relationship.

What do you even see in me? I’m filth. I’m trash. I am the emperor of garbage. When are you going to realize I’m a horrible person? Am I good enough for you? Am I being too clingy, too needy, too emotional, too much?  Am I being too distant, too detached, too little? Will I be enough this time? Are you going to abandon me?  When are going to abandon me? Are you lying to me? Do you actually love me or are you just saying that? Do I have too much baggage? I’m such a burden to you. You deserve so much better.. You’re going to leave me, everybody leaves … Am I just a back up option? Something to use until something better comes along?  … Why are you with me, I’m nothing.. Does my risky behaviour stress you out? Do I stress you out? Am I difficult? … I can’t “handle” myself, how is anybody else supposed to? I hate myself, how can anybody actually love me? If I don’t love myself and they say you can’t love somebody else if you don’t love yourself does that mean I’m lying to myself? Oh god I’m such a piece of shit…  Am I good enough? Tell me I’m good enough… tell me it’s okay… tell me you love me Should I tell you how I feel? No, no, no, you wouldn’t understand I’m always so depressed and boring… are you bored with me? You’ll get bored. Until I do something impulsive or destructive. Then I’ll stress you out and add drama to your life. Omg I’m a horrible person, you deserve better Nothing will ever help me, you don’t deserve this Oh shit, I’m so annoying How do you put up with me?  Fuck I love you, so so so so much, but I’m terrified you’re going to hurt me or I’m going to be bad for you … It doesn’t matter how many times he reassures me or tells me being mentally ill doesn’t make me a burden, my illness convinces me I am.. I practice skills and go to therapy and do my best every single day. Some people get into a relationship with someone with BPD or another mental illness and have this idea they can ‘fix’ them or it will magically ‘go away’, it won’t. It doesn’t mean their feelings for you are any less or that they want to be this way… the support is amazing, being loved is amazing, but it doesn’t cure illnesses.

Your patience and support and encouragement and reassurance is always appreciated, but don’t get into the mindset that you have to be our therapists. Be our partners. That’s all we want from you, a partner.

And if you’re the one with bpd, don’t think that these thoughts mean your love is any less valid. You are deserving and capable of giving and receiving love, despite what your illness tells you 💖💖💖

[learn-with-whiteboard]

Sex, money, and materialism feels good. Really good, but that’s all just a bunch of pleasure and it’s temporary… You’ll never be able to define your life purpose based on it, for that, you truly need to identify your soul for your true happiness!

[a-bridge-to-my-soul]

[glosdriver]

[babyanimalgifs]

More snaps

[glosdriver]

It’s not often I post...

I’m not one for social media usually, bu no one knows me here, so I’ll just put it out there.

I’m looking for someone. I’m looking for someone to share with. To share dreams with, to dance with, to celebrate with and to commiserate with. For sunsets and daisy chains. For laughing till it hurts and knowing what they think. For secret smiles and mind blowing sex. Nurturing, caring, growing and trust.

If she wants it, it’s all hers.

[bdsmlifestylez-deactivated20240]

So accurate!

[fakehistory]

“US President Donald Trump’s Immigration Policy. (2018)”