Color Me Curious
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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almost home
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
EXPECTATIONS
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Noah Kahan
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Fieri Frames
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Not today Justin
Jimmy Eat World
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Claire Keane
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Cosmic Funnies
#extradirty
YOU ARE THE REASON
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@imnottosureyet
I finally made an instagram for these @shitsfine (shhhitsfine was already taken) you can be my first follower if you want!
[ID: A four panel comic. The first panel shows a cat laying down. The second shows a ceiling fan. The third shows a potted plant on a dresser. The fourth shows the top of an open closet. Text reads, "It all seems very mundane, but one day you'll miss it when you see the photos" /End ID]
Men suck I'm not an item for bait fuck off
I hope i can
As addicts we constantly have to make the decision to stay true to ourselves, what we want to be. When the world ends, when our world crumbles, who do we want to be? That’s the question we need to continuously answer. Being sober is always going to be great, but it needs to be great when our world is crumbling. When there’s nothing left to hold onto, sobriety should always be enough.
“You make mistakes. Mistakes don’t make you.”
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You’ll get there, stay focused.
“after recovery, one of the greatest discoveries you will make about yourself is that the old you will never come home again. you can beg all you want, but that person is gone. and i don’t know if you will miss that person or be glad not to be around them anymore, but i can assure you you are now dressed in different, much better clothes. you might have come out of recovery wearing self-care, or maybe now your favourite outfit is self-love, or maybe now you can throw on self-acceptance almost every day, or maybe you do not find it so hard to put on tolerance anymore because somedays, even after recovery happened a while ago, you may find it still hard to accept some things about yourself. and that is okay. because whichever outfit you wear, you shall be proud of yourself. because pre-recovery you struggled to even think about these outfits but now you can rock them like a star.”
— after recovery, things may still be tough. but now you have an entire closet to choose an armour from and fight.
me: hm im lonely
also me: i should isolate myself so ppl cant hurt me
hell brain: ah yes perfect
Withdrawal.
BE GOOOOONNNEEEE
Anxiety
I always hated second guessing myself, but it always got so hard not to, the over powering thoughts.
Trying to figure out what was the truth and what wasn't.
Some things are still left a mystery.
“You don’t get over an addiction by stopping using. You recover by creating a new life where it is easier to not use. If you don’t create a new life, then all the factors that brought you to your addiction will catch up with you again.”
Day 3 of sobriety.
Hello.
Let me go over introductions I am Dana.
I am 21 years old, soon to be 22 and I have struggled with a handful of things that I let get out of hand.
I have substance abuse issues, alcohol abuse issues, and mental issues. I had thought I could handle it all on my own, not needing a councilor, nor overly talking to the people I care about what was going on. My mental illness made me feel as though no one was listening, and my friends didn't really carw. I also was worried about causing more burden or bother to the ones who did.
When I would try to get help I would stop myself, I really was my own worst enemy.
I didn't want to be that person, to be a disappointment.
So I sunk, deeper and deeper down the hole.
Sometimes I would get better, but always make a circle in the end. It never lasted long the improvement or they were minor problems.
My relationship failed.. due to issues with both of us (he also had these addicitions) poor communication, and just general toxicity that was already in us from years of poor self care. I wish we could have been better for each other.
Hospitalization.
Overdose.
I tried to kill myself, this wasn't a partying night took to many. I planned it.
But I fell cowardice, wanting to talk to someone one last time.
I am still here.
I cry and I plea, I am so grateful to be here. But this is only the beginning to a long dirt path ahead of me.
Guilt.
What would my parents say.
My friends the fear in their eyes, the worry.
I must get better.
I want to get better.
I need to get better.
I will get better.
