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i want to make art but i dont feel anything
Let's play a game of: am I actually ill or is it just another bout of complete apathy?
This makes me so happy
There’s a very good, clear message here that is surprisingly hard to articulate. You go, dragon. You go.
Boxing Day is the pinnacle of lazy days, I can sleep until the afternoon then wake up to delicious leftover food and alcohol. Not to mention lots of football to watch while I melt contentedly into my living room sofa surrounded by new books and clothes
I decided to create a masterpost that would help you with what you are struggling with. Hopefully any of the links below will help you! Reminder; You’re going to be okay. What you are going through will pass, just remember to breathe.
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Distractions;
Here are some distractions to help keep your mind occupied so you aren’t too focused on your thoughts.
-Draw something
-This website translates the time into colours.
-Create your own galaxy.
-Play flowing.
-Make a 3D line travel where ever you like.
-Listen to music.
-Calm.
-Ocean mood, do nothing for two minutes.
Sleep issues;
- 8 hour sleep music.
-Rainy mood.
-Meditation.
-Coping with nightmares.
-How to cope with nightmares, 11 steps.
-Calm
-Foods that can affect your sleeping, both positive and negatively.
Uncomfortable with silence;
-Rainy mood.
-10 hours of rain and thunder.
-3 hours of rain and thunder.
-Human heartbeat.
-Rainforest.
-Sound of rain on a tin roof.
-Autumn wind.
-Rain on a tent
-Traffic in the rain.
-Soft traffic.
-Fan.
-Train.
-Simply noise.
-My noise.
-Rainy cafe.
Anxiety;
-How to stop worrying.
-Tips to manage anxiety and stress.
-The 10 best ever anxiety management techniques.
-Self-help strategies for anxiety.
-Helping a friend with anxiety.
-All about worrying.
-8 myths about anxiety.
Sad, angry and depressed/depression;
-“I’m always sad”
-Feeling sad.
-Going through trauma.
-“I’m always angry”.
-Anger management.
-All about anger.
-National helplines and websites.
-Self-help strategies for depression.
-Dealing with depression at work.
-Dealing with depression at school.
Isolation and loneliness;
-Pets and mental health.
-All about loneliness.
-“I feel so alone”
-10 more ideas to help with loneliness.
-How to deal with loneliness.
Self-harm;
-Alternatives to self-harm and distraction techniques.
-146 things to do besides self-harm.
-More alternatives to self-harm.
-Self-harm alternatives.
-How to take care of self-harm wounds/injuries.
-Getting rid of scars.
Addiction;
-How to help a friend with a drug addiction.
-What is addiction?
-All about alcohol and addiction.
-The facts about drug addiction.
Eating disorders;
-Helping a friend with an eating disorder.
-Eating disorder treatments.
-Support services for eating disorders.
-Self-help tips with eating disorders.
-Eating disorder recovery.
-Recovering from an eating disorder.
-100+ reasons to recover.
-Understanding and managing eating disorders.
Dealing with self-hatred;
-3 ways to ease self-loathing.
-How to turn self-hatred into self-compassion.
-Self-hatred resources.
-10 step plan to deal with self-hate.
Suicidal;
-International suicide hotlines (1) (2)
-Preventing suicide.
-Reasons to stay alive.
-Dealing with suicidal thoughts and feelings.
-Coping with suicidal ideation.
Schizophrenia;
-All about schizophrenia.
-Helping a person with schizophrenia.
-Understanding and dealing with schizophrenia.
-Delusions and hallucinations.
OCD;
-Managing your OCD at home.
-Overcoming OCD.
-How to cope with OCD.
-Strategies for dealing with the anxious moments.
Borderline personality disorder;
-Helping someone with BPD.
-All about personality disorders.
-Treatment for BPD.
Abuse;
-Healthy relationships VS abusive relationships.
-Emotional abuse
-Overcoming sexual abuse.
-Hotlines services.
-5 ways to escape an abusive relationship.
-Domestic violence support.
-Signs of an abusive relationship.
-What do to if you’re in an abusive relationship.
-Surviving abuse.
-What you can do if you’re sexual harassed.
-Sexual assault support.
-What to do if you’ve been sexually assaulted or abused.
Bullying;
-How to stand up against bullying.
-How to protect yourself when it comes to cyber bullying.
-How to help stop people bullying you.
Loss and grief;
-How to cope with a suicide of a loved one.
-Grieving for a stranger.
-Common reactions to death.
-Working through grief.
(Other loss and grief)
-Moving away from friends and family.
-Coping with a breakup.
Getting help;
-Seeking help early.
-All about psychological treatments.
-Types of help.
-All about age and confidentiality.
Things you need to remember;
- Don’t stress about being fixed because you’re not broken.
-Remember to remind yourself of your accomplishments. Tell yourself that you’re proud of yourself, even if you’re not.
- This is temporary. You won’t always feel like this.
-You are not alone.
-You are enough.
-You are important.
-You are worth it.
-You are strong.
-You are not a failure,
-Good people exist.
-Reaching out shows strength.
-Breathe.
-Don’t listen to the thoughts that are not helping you.
-Give yourself credit.
-Don’t be ashamed of your emotions, for the good or bad ones.
-Treat yourself the same way as you would treat a good friend.
-Focus on the things you can change.
-Let go of toxic people.
-You don’t need to hide, you’re allowed to feel the way you do.
-Try not to beat yourself up.
-Something is always happening, you don’t want to miss out on what’s going to happen next.
-You are not a bother.
-Your existence is more than your appearance.
-You are smart.
-You are loved.
-You are wanted.
-You are needed.
-Better days are coming.
-Just because your past is dark, doesn’t mean your future isn’t bright.
-You have more potential than you think.
- Your value doesn’t decrease based on someone’s inability to see your worth.
Please remember to look after yourself and know that you are more than worth it and you deserve to be happy. Keep smiling butterflies x
For me, xmas is a brilliant thing
I'm the youngest child. The very youngest child. My brother is 6 years older and my sister is 8 years older. So growing up, I was never close to them. I was 10 when my sister left for uni, when my brother was going through teenage years. And then when I was at those ages, I had to deal with them largely alone. Now that I'm 21, I can talk to them. Get to know them and their situations. Become friends. Christmas is amazing for me, because I get to know these people that I've looked up to all my life. Christmas brings us all together again, and makes us think about one another. To me, that is beautiful and I look forward to it every single year. Merry Christmas everyone!!
on the first bloody day of christmas..
and on the second bastard day of crust..
three french hens
4st
YELLING
that’s definitely how it works
the sevenst day, the evil day
on the eyyyyyyth day
happy merry
get a brush get 10 brushes
hmmm
Wow I got really lazy with my writing. I’ve accepted that I rarely actually sit down and write. But when I do write, I use the same words, the same cliches again and again. Following the same rules with every flick of my fingers across the keys. Always use the word ‘pretty’ for emphasis, as in ‘it’s pretty cool’ or ‘it was pretty fun’, ‘I got pretty drunk’. Using ‘just’ way too much. Words without thought tumbling onto the blank word document, followed by that thin, flashing, impatient column.
I can’t recall the last time I connected with something I wrote. Instead, writing became a safe haven where I could splurge my guts and feelings. Useful, yes, important. Fulfilling? No. In denying purpose, passion, commitment, love from... nearly everything in my life, I rejected a creative life. And that terrifies me. Creativity is what separates brilliant from boring people. Creativity is how we express the romance that exists between us and the universe. Without it, we our simply drifting, bouncing from one place to another. Obeying the laws of the universe without really being a part of it.
There’s a lot of flowery language here, and it doesn’t flow quite right... but when was the last time I even considered a synonym, or gave a crap about how something reads? This is something I needed to realise, and something that I will remedy.
Chance the Rappers helps get sleeping bag coats to the homeless
The project, called Warmest Winter, comes from a recent partnership between the rapper and Detroit nonprofit the Empowerment Plan. The initiative aims to bring the coats to Chicago by asking donors to help support the manufacturing of the coats. Each coat costs $100 to “sponsor.” The incredible progress they’ve already made will warm your heart.
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Recently my music taste has changed quite drastically. In my teens I was obsessed with punk pop. Fall Out Boy, Paramore and Panic! were my idols, bands I listened to over and over again. My particular favourites were bands like Deaf Havana and Young Guns, two British bands with brilliant vocalists, who sang tortured lyrics over dark, brooding music.
In the last year or so I’ve drifted more into hip-hop and rap. Kendrick Lamar is my new god. His command of language and insight into the worlds troubles, not to mention a near boundless creativity, are awe-inspiring. Soulful singers like The Weeknd and Frank Ocean play on a loop in my head. The charismatic personalities of Chance the Rapper and Childish Gambino make me laugh my ass off when they blast through my speakers.
I still enjoy the music I used to listen, but more from a nostalgic viewpoint. They remind me of who I was five years ago. Of the people I hung out with and the things we did. I find it hard to get excited about the same artists when they bring out new music. I haven’t even listened to Fall Out Boy’s newest album, even though it came out a year ago.
I wonder why this change came about. A lot has changed for me - I’m older now, with more independence and more interest in the world about me. To me, hip-hop is so much more in-tune with what’s actually happening. Kendrick dissects racism in his verses; Patrick Stump and Hayley Williams do sing about important issues, but it’s always clouded in vague metaphor. Perhaps I prefer the straight-talking nature of rap. Another aspect might be social. I think a lot of my music choices back then were influenced by what my friends listened to, now I feel much more confident in deciding for myself what I like.
Then again, maybe twenty-one year old me simply likes different arrangements of sounds to those that fifteen-year old me did. Still, I like thinking about how and why I’m changing.
this lovely addiction
I think I’m in withdrawal.
I’ve accepted that we’ve broken up. Still, there is this ever-present nudging to message you, to call you up, even to write you a letter. When we talked, my thoughts flowed freely, without fear of judgement or of being misunderstood. Your view of the world never failed to inspire me. I admired your wonderful way of thinking from our very first conversation. I miss that more than anything.
I tell myself that talking to you would be the first step to becoming friends. I think I’m deceiving myself. It feels too early, and I’m looking for an excuse in the same way any addict would. Just to get that rush.
I want us to be friends. But not at the expense of being stuck in the past, unable to break free from this lovely addiction
this summer
Adjusting to single life is pretty weird. I’ve spent 3 years sharing everything - thoughts, emotions, general rambling musings on life - without hesitation and with complete confidence. Now, trapped inside my head, it can feel like there is no way out.
It’s been a while since I’ve done a text post on here. I guess my writing has always been a method of coping for me. When things are good, I don’t write about it. My notebooks are filled with dreary, despairing paragraphs, simply because those feelings are the only ones that ever seem to flow from my pen. When I write about myself, it’s usually because I need vent.
Things are okay. In fact, it’s surprising just how okay things are. Time goes. It’s been about a month-and-a-half. I think about her quite a lot, though less than at the start. In fact, now it’s more of a contemplation of happy times, rather than a morbid obsession over that missing chunk of my life.
Mostly I’m trying to look after myself as much as I can. Keeping busy with my new job. Hopefully time will keep on going. I miss her. I always will.
In our time together, she gave me confidence in myself. Surprisingly, that confidence is still there, even after she has left. The world looks entirely different to me now, but with that extra strength I’m excited to explore it and this new life of mine.
"Fleeting II"
For the curious, I have written up a few words of explanation and creative process for this image if you are interested in this shot and also the photography I have been doing lately. You can find it here .
by Cameron Sandercock (greyugly.tumblr.com)
this would make such a beautiful book cover
the trouble with writing is that it’s literally always easier to just lie facedown on your floor and make inarticulate noises
We just trade llamas, but those suckers can run. Do you have good llama-catching methods? Gotta catch ‘em all!
What llama level are you?
Fun fact, first time my girlfriend met my dad he was attempting to tackle an alpaca.
He's a park ranger, and they bought some alpacas a few years ago to protect the sheep from stray dogs. I was showing Lizzie around the park where he works and we saw him trying to catch one of them to give it some medication. He grabbed on and was subsequently pulled off the ground and carried along by the alpaca for about five seconds. Unhurt, he then got up and saw us walking over. Completely unfazed, he removed his gloves, walked over and shook Lizzie's hand.