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regrets and anxiety they bring in must be addressed before they scar
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TRAUMA SAYS: I have to overexplain myself to be understood and accepted. HEALING SAYS: I am learning to trust my own voice and be comfortable with being misunderstood. My value is not determined by others' perceptions of me
i don't know who needs to hear this, but guilt, self-hatred and shame are not sustainable sources of growth and healing. you can't hate yourself into feeling better, or being better. you can't repeatedly punish yourself for your flawed humanity and expect wholesome results.
When love is unreliable and you are a child, you assume that it is the nature of love – its quality – to be unreliable. Children do not find fault with their parents until later. In the beginning the love you get is the love that sets.
Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
I've always thought my love language was acts of service but never really had people/friends who provided this.
Today, I had to go to the ER. I asked my friend H for a ride to my apartment, and her and our other friend J came and got me. They had class soon so I just asked them to get me home so I could drive there myself.
They refused to let me take myself. Drove me to the ER too. I told them not to wait, since ER visits take hours. They refused, again, to let me be there alone. Only H was allowed to go back with me, so J literally sat in the waiting room alone for 4 hours just to be there for me.
Finally, they were going to take me home when J realized I needed a prescription:
J: "Do you need to get that filled?"
Me: "Yeah, but I'll do it later."
J: "Are you planning to drive yourself to the pharmacy after I drop you off??"
Me: "Yeah..."
Refused. Again. Took me to the pharmacy and waited with me for the script to be filled.
I'm honestly just, in disbelief. I didn't know people like this existed. I can't believe that friends like this exist, let alone that I'd be lucky enough to have them. I'm so fucking grateful.
*lightning strikes in front of me in public*
a girl: that was so scary!!
me: *shakes head* was just a cheap jump scare.. not true horror
Sometimes I feel like a glimpse of a person.
Like someone you could know, might enjoy knowing, but only for... A moment.
This is, hands down, the funniest fucking thing I have ever seen in my entire goddamn life.
Credit: @JewOnYourFloor on twitter
oh my god I almost ruined my experiment from laughing too fucking hard
Meditation for Anxiety
To practice this guided meditation, sit in a comfortable position, with your back straight and your head level and breathe in with the breathing in lines and breathe out with the breathing out lines.
Breathing in, I am aware of my breath going in
Breathing out, I am aware of my breath going out
Breathing in, I am present in my body
Breathing out, I am present in time and space
Breathing in, I invite a new perspective on anxiety
Breathing out, I empty my mind
Breathing in, I give myself the gift of fresh air
Breathing out, I give back to the world
Breathing in, I recognize that I suffer from anxiety
Breathing out, I wish to change that habit
Breathing in, I know that I am human
Breathing out, I know that people get anxious
Breathing In, I feel the pain and worry
Breathing out, I give that to the world
Breathing in, I feel the world’s anxiety
Breathing out, I send the world peace
Breathing in, I am connected to all people
Breathing out, I wish people to be free of suffering
Breathing in, I am connected to myself
Breathing out, I wish to be free of suffering
Breathing in, I invite peace into my life
Breathing out, I share peace with the world
Breathing in, I see my anxiety is a reaction
Breathing out, I can work with that reaction
Breathing in, my anxiety reminds me to be aware
Breathing out, I am aware of my anxiety
Breathing in, my anxiety compels me toward action
Breathing out, I act with my anxiety
Breathing in, I locate my anxiety in time and space
Breathing out, I locate myself in the present
Breathing in, I locate my anxiety in my amygdala
Breathing out, I shrink that tiny part of my brain
Breathing in, I worry that this won’t work
Breathing out, I see that as an anxious thought
Breathing in, I know anxious thoughts unsettle me
Breathing out, I let my thoughts go.
Breathing in, I am present in my body
Breathing out, I am present in time and space
Breathing in, I am aware of my breath going in
Breathing out, I am aware of my breath going out
I spent so many years believing I was an unlikeable person, that at some point it just became my truth.
Now that I've started streaming and made friends in these different communities, I'm connecting with eccentric individuals who have similar quirks. I'm getting messages to hang out, invites to group settings, I hear my name in excited voices... it feels surreal. I find myself searching for reasons that these individuals would enjoy my company.
Last week, I stopped sending messages in one of my discord servers. I kept getting DM's checking in. I received one of these messages while I'm a voice chat with others in a different server. I heard myself say, "If I stopped sending messages in this server for like a week, would y'all notice? Is it really a big deal??" Without skipping a beat I was meet with "Well yeah I'd be worried about you, I'd definitely reach out."
This all feels so foreign. Like I woke up in an alternate universe where suddenly I'm not "weird" or "annoying" or "depressing" or "too much" or any other awful thing I've taken in as truth. Where people accept my quirks and genuinely enjoy my presence in their lives. Where I'm not just a filler, I'm an active member that people miss when I'm not around.
I don't know what I'm trying to get at really. I'm just... Grateful. I am so fucking grateful and I hope some day I can internalize the opinions of all these wonderful people.
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