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@meganthehuman
People will tell you that emotional abuse isn’t real and what you’re dealing with isn’t that big a deal and you’re just exaggerating, but let me tell you something.
If you’ve ever been wary of everyone you know, even people you trust, because you’re expecting them to get angry with you over literally anything, make fun of you, or start making threats, something’s wrong.
If you’ve ever had to plan things in anticipation of a potential tantrum that you fear will be taken out on you, something’s wrong.
If you succumb to someone’s demands because you’re never sure if their threats are empty or legit and you just want to play it on the safe side, something’s wrong.
If you find yourself jumping at smaller noises in anticipation that they’re a warning sign for a tantrum, something’s wrong.
If you hide things - especially things that make you happy - because you’re so afraid that they’ll make fun of you for liking them, scold you for liking something they don’t, take them away, destroy them, or that they’ll defile them and ruin that love you have for them, something’s wrong.
If you find yourself being silent in the face of mild disagreements or thinly-veiled insults, rather than standing up for yourself because you just don’t want to start an argument and make things worse, something’s wrong.
If that very lack of standing up for yourself eventually leads to you never offering your opinion in any sort of discussion out of fear of ridicule or being scolded because that’s what you’re so used to, something’s wrong.
If you end up spending a lot of your time in your room keeping to yourself and keeping any trip outside of your room to an absolute minimum because you don’t want to risk putting one toe out of line and setting off a tantrum, yet you’re also aware that hiding out will also cause an issue and you’re probably just minimizing the risk instead of erasing it entirely, something’s wrong.
If you ever habitually glance outside the window to keep watch for your supposed abuser’s car to return from their work, errand or trip, and then heading to your room or other hiding place to keep out of their way, erasing any obvious signs that you’ve been out and about in the rest of your living space, something’s wrong.
If one of your greatest fantasies involves not a dream career or winning the lottery but instead an escape plan succeeding, something’s wrong.
If you could basically summarize your life as living in constant, subtle fear, Something. Is. Wrong.
Emotional abuse is very, very real, and it has lasting consequences that can affect people’s relationships, their jobs, and their lives all-around.
Don’t you dare tell me it isn’t real.
Emotional abuse can happen at school to, or from non-authority figures. Extensive bullying is also emotional abuse.
If you find yourself not contacting your friends at all and isolating yourself because you don’t want to be a bother, something is wrong.
If a friend or loved one of yours does something that genuinely bothers you but you can’t tell them because you think “you’re probably just over reacting” and you don’t want to upset them so you never say anything, something is wrong.
If you find yourself not able to make new friendships because you think “they probably don’t want to be friends with me, I’m not worth it”, something is wrong.
Speaking of not feeling worthy of things/deserving of things, if you do not feel you are worthy of/deserving of:
food
shelter
happiness
safety
success
love in any form
and many more things....
SOMETHING IS WRONG!
what books were you assigned to read in a class that you still hold a violent and bitter grudge against
for me it’s into the wild and the scarlet letter
For me it’s “things fall apart”
And that was like
A month ago that i read that
“The Scarlet Letter” and “Beloved” are on my forever shit list.
moments from final fingers ass hours
I don’t understand any of this, except for the middle character is doing J-Hope’s choreography from BTS’s song Mic Drop
People be like “ I voted for Trump because he’s going to make Mexico pay for the wall!” “We won’t have to pay anything!” And then proceed to donate to this bs
20 Hilarious Dog Snapchats That Are impossible Not To Laugh At
I felt now was a good time for the memes-of-the-year recap:
OH MY GOD
what a year
My main method for making friends has always been:
1.) make 1 (one) friend
2.) hope that this friend has other friends
3.) hope that these friends accept you as friend 1’s sidekick and tolerate you long enough to bond
Just wanted to say that I appreciate how well trained your huskies are. Im a dog groomer and the vast majority of huskies that come in have aggression issues, sometimes so bad that we have to send them home before finishing the groom. People really don’t realize the importance of training/socializing their dogs, especially huskies and how bad of a rep that puts on the breed. So fucking thank you for taking care of your dogs correctly and shining a positive light on huskies.
Aww you’re sweet thank you! I do have to say though, try not to judge a dog by how they act in a new situation (like the groomers, or vet, etc). It might not reflect their personality at all. None of mine are aggressive but people who can’t read huskies or don’t know them personally can mistake apprehension for aggression.
THIS! My dog is an absolute sweetheart now that he has hit adulthood, except for very specific things. He doesn’t like other dogs being in his face (but I’ve heard that most herding breeds are like that, and he’s a corgi so, yeah), he definitely does not appreciate hyper dogs or puppies with no manners who try and jump on him or pin him to the ground (and that’s understandable), and he absolutely 100% hates having his nails trimmed/grinded. Turns into a literal demon, scared the crap out of the groomer kind of demon dog. He’s not an aggressive dog, but he does have things that will make him react very negatively (just like people, only he can’t use words). Most of his “angry” reactive behavior is because he is scared (as it is with most dogs who exhibit this kind of behavior). He got his nails quicked 3 times in one session by a new vet assistant once and ever since then he has hated it. The only people that are truly able to tell if a dog is aggressive or not are certified dog trainers with respectable credentials and experience.
He thinks he’s a people
your creature name
first letter of your first name
last two letters of your last name
last 2 letters of your first name
mtttt why me
Meyan...it’s literally just a one letter difference from my first name lol
Happy Birthday to my Mom! She’s the best mom and has all the treats!
It’s been a while since I’ve posted about Neville but we’ve been VERY busy. I got a job! I work at a dog boarding and daycare facility, and today was Neville’s second day going. He only went for a few hours while I worked because he’s still very awkward and unsure around other dogs, but he managed to stay in a room (supervised) with 8 other dogs with minimal incidents!! For his first 30 minutes, I was in the room with him but he was with another coworker of mine for the last 30. Poor boy was exhausted from all of the social interaction. I’ve been at my new job for 2 months now and I love it, though it is exhausting. Neville however, most certainly does not like me coming home smelling like 50-something dogs.
This graphic is fabulous. It represents a tiny crash course in rhetoric. Learn these things. Put them on your wall. Whisper them into the breeze. These are THINGS TO KNOW.
Yeesssssssssss.
Interesting
Bookmark this shit and the next time someone begins gobbling nonsense at you on a social network, instead of engaging, point them to this handy chart. Also useful: Thought Catalog’s “How To Have A Rational Conversation“ flowchart.
This.
Some knowledge ✊🏾
If you’re one of those people who thinks executive dysfunction only happens for things we don’t like (school, cleaning,) then please consider the fact that I’ve been meaning to plug my phone in for 20 minutes and I’m now at 2% and still putting it off to write this post ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
My anime/video game list consists of over 100 titles, easily, and yet I almost never get around to watching/playing any of them.
Executive dysfunction is not just for boring or unenjoyable things. It’s for everything. Even eating.
What is executive dysfunction? O.o
Put simply, it’s difficulty/inability with initiating tasks. The prefrontal cortex is responsible for executive functions, like decision-making and impulse control. People with ADHD and other neurological disorders that affect the prefrontal cortex often experience difficulty making decisions and performing tasks, as well as exercising self restraint. Part of why people with ADHD tend to procrastinate so badly is out of genuine inability to begin tasks, even if they’re very important.
It feels, for me at least, like I’m constantly waiting for something and I can’t start X task because I’m waiting. I never know what exactly I’m waiting for, but that doesn’t stop me from wasting hours and days not doing the things I need to do, even if I have a desire to do them.
It feels, for me at least, like I’m constantly waiting for something and I can’t start X task because I’m waiting. I never know what exactly I’m waiting for, but that doesn’t stop me from wasting hours and days not doing the things I need to do, even if I have a desire to do them.
Oh thank god, someone put it into words.
For me it’s also waiting for the “right” time to come to complete the task because for some reason my brain thinks doing the task at any other time is horribly, horribly wrong, weird, and out of order. The “right” time might come eventually, might not. It’s a lottery.