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Ignoring a problem is a decision. It is not a neutral act and it is not a postponement of the decision. It is the decision, made by default, with the worst possible timing and the least possible leverage. Action taken early when the problem is small and the options are many is categorically different from action taken late when the problem is large and the options have narrowed and the stress of the situation is now consuming the energy you need to actually solve it.
Do the thing now. Make the appointment. Start the habit. Address the problem. Take the precaution. Do it before you need to, before it is urgent, before the options have narrowed and the stress has arrived and you are looking back at the version of yourself who had all the time and all the options and chose comfort instead.
Things you thought were personality traits but are actually trauma responses
Some things you call “just who I am”are patterns you learned to survive. Alot of what feels natural to you was actually built in environments where you had to adapt, shrink, protect yourself
Here are a few examples
You thought you were “independent” but you struggle to rely on anyone because depending on others never felt safe
You thought you were “low maintenance” but you learned not to ask for much so you wouldn’t be a burden
You thought you were “chill” but you avoid conflict because speaking up once cost you something
You thought you were “an overthinker”but your mind is always scanning for what could go wrong so you can stay one step ahead
You thought you were “a people pleaser”but you learned that being liked was the safest way to stay accepted
You thought you were “emotionally strong” but you’re actually used to suppressing how you feel because no one ever held space for it
You thought you were “private”but opening up has never felt safe enough to try. None of these are flaws. They were intelligent adaptations that helped you navigate situations where you didn’t feel fully secure or supported
But the problem is what once protected you can start limiting you. Because you’re no longer in the same place. But your nervous system still acts like you are. It’s important to separate who you are from what you had to become to survive. And slowly choosing differently. Cause you were never these things you describe yourself to be. You were just responding the only way you knew how
If leveling up bothers you, it’s probably because you’re imagining that next version of yourself in an environment you outgrew a long time ago. Ofcourse it feels uncomfortable. Ofcourse it feels irritating. Ofcourse it feels unfair. You’re trying to expand while mentally staying in a space that can’t hold you anymore. Growth doesn’t feel natural when you’re still attached to places, people, and patterns that were built for your old identity. You’re not afraid of leveling up. You’re afraid of what it will require you to leave behind
fuuuuck i forgot to give a shit about stupid bullshit that doesnt matter 🤦♀️
If want to thrive in this world, you must remove yourself from the presence of those who subtly show you that they don’t like you, don’t support you, or are envious of you, and place yourself in the presence of those who love and adore you. Sometimes the hardest thing in the world to do is to get honest with the self by seeing people for who they really truly are. Environment matters and relationships shape wellbeing. You become more open, creative, sensuous, rooted, rested, and confident when you spend time around those who are warm, respectful, and encouraging. This is very basic math. -India Ame'ye, Author, What Does Your Social Ecology Look and Feel Like
“Do it scared” “do it alone” are all great tips, but my biggest takeaway from therapy is do it messy. This is especially true if you’re getting out of a burnout, which I experience often. Literally just do it messy. You don’t need to pick the perfect trail to walk, the perfect playlist to listen to, whatever the fuck it is. You don’t need to have a meticulous to do list and wake up at the exact time you planned and drink the exact amount of water you planned to drink. Like the biggest thing for people like me to remember is sometimes it’s okay to do it messy. Put on a random yt workout and just get it done in sweats. Do 5 minutes of a daunting task and go from there. Sometimes just getting up is a win during intense burnouts or depressive funks. Literally just do it messy.
Perhaps I like WWII historical fiction and non fiction because this was when the world was evil, but still, there were great acts of humanity. It is something I never want to forget, that humans can be greatest in the evilest of times.
Still the world is evil. Still there are great acts of humanity.
Still. Still. Still.
Sometimes women want to show someone the full bloom of everything they’ve become—the fullness of their curves, the bursting overflow of their breasts, the sensual seduction of their all embracing thighs, the way their spine bends just to let you see, to let you adore and admire and sigh, like a feast finely prepared and offered to a needing pleading creature which sighs in gratitude… sometimes.
But the question remains, who is worthy of this bounty? Who will cherish it and mumble warm breathy supplications of thanks for this rich and soul satisfying explicity?
Sometimes women want to be admired and adored and to see awe dripping from the eyes of a man in love and want and need. No. Not sometimes. Always. Even when we believe we are not worthy. For no one is worthy. Not one of us. And yet, all of us, who has more to give than we could ever take.
And, it is not just flesh. It is the swirling being beneath which begs to be devoured, which wants to be slowly invaded and extracted and to hover on the sharp edges of intensity. It is flesh yes, but really, it is more. It is an unabridged soul aching to be shattered and consumed, whole.
—The Hollow Quiet