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For many years, your girl could be triggered by literally anything. Someone would talk about my past, have an assumption about me and all, these things would get me so hurt. Ew right?
But so long are those day. I realized that i was giving way too much power to people opinion on me. I cared too much. And one day, i stopped caring. It was not my job to prove myself to no one, i was not my job to control every narrative about me. All that i could do was to work on me and improving myself.
And then i found that beautiful concept that is the art of detachment! And babes, it change my life! I couldn’t care less about nuuun honey. My world started to only revolve around me. I started to be the center of my own universe and all the goodness in the world started to fall on my lap.
So it is time for me to share what i learned with you guys!
🌸 The Girly Way to Practice Detachment
1. Romanticize Yourself, Not the Outcome
Instead of obsessing over a text, a job, or someone’s opinion, focus on how you show up. For example: someone doesnt want to hang out, dont even worry about it; this means you have more time for self care, hell take yourself on a date! You stay soft, but you keep your power.
2. Be the Girl Who’s Okay Either Way
The most magnetic energy is: “If it works out, amazing. If not, I’ll still be glowing.”
It’s not fake confidence — it’s trust in yourself and the universe.
3. Don’t Chase — Attract
When you’re attached, you chase validation. When you’re detached, you become validation. And say it agaiiiiin!
💅 You’re the prize. People and opportunities naturally gravitate toward calm, confident energy.
4. Detach with Grace, Not Coldness
You don’t have to be icy or aloof. Detachment is more like a warm smile and a quiet, “That’s okay, I’ll be fine.”
It’s feminine strength — soft, but solid. Preserving your energy is skill!
5. Nurture Your Inner World
The more full your life feels — hobbies, friends, routines, goals — the less you cling to external things.
When your cup is full, you don’t beg anyone to pour into it. ☕
6. Use Rituals to Recenter
Whenever you feel clingy, anxious, or obsessed:
• Do a skincare routine
• Journal your feelings
• Go for a walk listening to your “I don’t chase, I attract” playlist
• Light a candle and remind yourself: “Peace is prettier than control.”
Don’t forget loves, you can still care deeply, but you’ll never crumble if things don’t go your way.
The Art of Slow Living: Regulating the Nervous System ˗ˏˋ ꨄ ´ˎ˗
A life where there’s no need to rush.
A life where you can take the time to notice almost every detail about the clouds in the sky; where you can use your senses to their full capacity. One that you can focus.
A very desirable and achievable life.
Slow living goes hand in hand with regulating the nervous system. A dysregulated nervous system is way more harmful than it sounds. It signifies a state of imbalance between the sympathetic (fight-or-flight) and parasympathetic (rest-and-digest) systems. This can manifest physiologically through fatigue, dizziness, chronic pain, seizures, partial paralysis.
Choosing to slow down in a world that’s constantly rushing is also self care ₊ᰔ ⋮
I read this from somewhere, i think maybe a post on here: everything in the world seems to be sped up, there are sped up songs, sped up videos and people in their twenties complaining about being old.
Sound baths ♡⊹ ࣪ ˖
Sound baths are known for their soothing and healing effects, which can have physical effects such as muscle tension, headaches, and pain. This is my personal experience so it may not be the same for everyone. Here you practice breathing and meditation, even without the sound baths. My favorite channels are: chakra vibrations ⁺₊⋆⁺₊ healing vibrations ⁺₊⋆⁺₊ irene athanasiou ⁺₊ ⋆⁺₊
The healing powers of nature ♡⊹ ࣪ ˖
Some say humans were meant to live in pure nature, and I can’t say I fully disagree, since we thrive in it. The sea, the trees, the grass, the soil, the sand, and the air all contribute to a balanced and healthy nervous system. Nature engages the senses, which can ground the nervous system and improve body awareness. Just being in nature alone can reset your nervous system.
Digital overstimulation is real ♡⊹ ࣪ ˖
Reduce constant screen time and set intentional limits. Replace mindless scrolling with reading, journaling, or simply observing nature. Your feeds often promote the need to rush, whether you’re watching influencers or seemingly motivational quotes online that really just make you question why your life is moving at the pace it is.
The blue light from screens interferes with the body's production of melatonin, a hormone that regulates sleep. So try this at least before bed. The constant stream of information from digital devices can keep the nervous system in a state of hyperarousal. A digital detox removes this constant stimulation.
Additionally, constant notifications and fifteen second videos can cause an artificial spike in dopamine. Unplugging allows dopamine levels to return to a more stable baseline, which can help reduce compulsive behaviors. It’s okay to be quiet! You may use your phone to get rid of your thoughts, not even realizing that these constant rush of thoughts are caused by your device. A detox provides silence.
An Anti-Inflammatory & Fibrous Diet ♡⊹ ࣪ ˖
Said a million times but still true; what you eat contributes heavily to your how you react and respond to certain situations. Say you eat nothing but unhealthy, ultra processed foods for the entire week, there’s no way you’ll feel good. You will have an energy crash, you will experience inflammation and digestive issues. If you change your diet, you will notice better skin health, you will have more energy, and you will feel lighter both physically and mentally.
However, consistency is key, as your body needs time to adapt to new eating patterns. Diets that are rich in saturated fats and sugar decrease levels of vital proteins in the brain and lead to poorer neuronal performance. So read the labels, swap unhealthier choices out for healthier ones, meal plan and shop smart. And drink 2-3 liters of water every day.
Exercise boosts endorphins (the brain’s natural stress-relieving and pain-killing chemicals) and improves blood flow to the brain, improving brain function & mood; both of which support a well-regulated nervous system. Yoga, walking, cardio, dancing, pilates, tai chi, etc., are all great options to use, while aiming for 7-9 hours of sleep per night to give your body the healing it deserves.
So take your time, take deep breaths, be purposeful, be self-awareness for your own well-being and the planet's, and remember this is not the end; things will change as long as you want them to. Stay tuned for part 2! @urdreamgirlangel
non-writers will never understand the mental illness of writing an entire conversation in your head while doing dishes and then forgetting every word the second you open a blank doc
Day 1: “You woke a god who hasn’t been touched in centuries.”
1st prompt of my 30-Day prompts - Since I am a day (or two behind I am going to write day 2 and have it queued for tomorrow (Which I think I will do that for a few of these coming up)
*I don't plan to give these a beginning, middle and end depending on the prompt and they'll most likely be left as standalones.
Pairing- Thor/Black!Reader
Thunder cracked as lightning flashed across the sky. The rain was heavy, and lighting tents rattling against the heavy wind. Your voice carried through the air, your flashlight shining brightly in front of you. "Stop!" The team of excavators lean backwards before hopping out of the shallow grave, allowing you to better see.
"Oh my god," You whisper, moving to sit on your bottom before sliding into the pit of sand. "I don't know how to thank you gentlemen enough!" You say, swiping a hand across the large stone. "I think it's something your father would've wanted anyway! You did it kiddo!"
Underneath your feet was a large sarcophagus, almost seven feet in length. Carved into it was a man with long hair, strikes within the stone like lightning. Dark embers of gold embedded within the cracks.
The God of Thunder.
Thunder shatters across the night sky as if angered by the sound of his name, and the rain pours harder, obscuring your vision.
"Alright boys! Help me out!" Someone is reaching for your hand, and you're being pulled out. "What do we do from here miss?!" Sheldon, an Irish native calls over, glaring at you for direction. Finding the resting place of a god was the only thing your father ever wanted. Nothing more. He didn't care about the fame, or the fortune. He just wanted to know that it was real.
But you weren't finished.
"Legend has it that the God's were never buried with their sarcophagus! It was just a resting ground, a monument of some sort! It was in their culture! Why hide their beloved in the most obvious?! Nearby, there's a cave, but we're not finding shit in this weather!"
You glance at the makeshift tents for the night, looking up into the sky. "Theses better fucking hold,"
The weather was much the same the next morning, but no rain, just crippling, cold wind. It whistled as it whipped past. The old, weathered and worn map flapped in your hand as you peered down at it. "The coordinates...should put us just-" A surprised yelp is leaving you as the ground seems to disappear from under your feet.
Your landing isn't the safest, but it would do as you landed on a dune of sand. Your head throbbed almost immediately, and you shut your eyes against the falling sand.
Your name is being called from above, and you roll on your back, slightly shielding your face. "We're coming to get you!" "No! We don't have many resources! I'm sure there's another way! I'm fine!"
After taking in a few breaths, you push yourself to a stand, turning your flashlight onto the darkness.
It was dark, but warm, and you knew you found it.
Thor's resting place.
The walls were covered in an ancient language you'd barely scratched the surface on. The sand thinned onto the marble flooring. A small tunnel leading into a wide space, filled with nothing but a statue of a man, and a large slab of stone, just like that of Thor's sarcophagus. It filled the empty space, covered in dust and cobwebs.
The statue was just as large as him, also covered in dust.
You cautiously walk around it, curious. It appeared human, but large, holding a stone-carved wooden spike. His clothes appeared like that if another time, a tunic, with strange patterns. You could only assume that he was a warrior. But why was he here with Thor?
Speaking of...
You turn towards the final resting place. It was breathtaking really. He existed. Once upon a time. "Thor," His name rolls off your tongue in a whisper, your fingers gently passing over the Northern Germanic letters.
A rumbling follows, and you lean against the sarcophagus for support. The top shifts before you can gather yourself, and one of your hands slip through, your hands touching along a soft fabric.
The rumbling stops for a moment, and you can't lie and say your interest wasn't piqued. You were only here to discover, show proof, nothing more. The sheer strength it took you to move the top even an inch was significant.
You weren't sure what you expected when you panned the flashlight across the inside, but a fully-fleshed man was not it. He was beautiful. Long blonde hair, wrapped in a red cape, dressed in armor. His eyes were closed as if peaceful. In his hands was a hammer, the
Mjolnir, tightly woven between his fingers.
You didn't want to so much as breathe over him.
The Mjolnir was shiny, so clean, you could see your reflection, even as it shined off the flashlight. It was the only reason you saw it behind you. You barely managed to move in time before the wooden spike crashed into stone.
Debris went flying as your flashlight tumbled to the ground, you along with it. You couldn't make out much, but the sound of clashing wood and metal was unmistakable.
The sound reverberated through the enclosed space, making your ears ring. You reach for your flashlight, shining it across the room. The ceiling above starts to cave with the vibration, and rocks tumble, leaving a large hole, allowing sand and the shining moonlight in.
You could see a bit clearly, and you had never been more awed. There in front of you was a centuries year old God, fighting some statue. Moving backwards, you haul yourself into a corner, hoping to stay out of the fray.
Thor and this statue went head to head, almost a match for match until a strike of lightning hits the stone just right, immediately crumbling into large rocks.
Thor stands victor, breathing heavily. "I'm sorry old friend," His voice was low, scratchy from being essentially dead and buried for a long time. You're frozen, staring between him and the pile of rocks.
You suck in a breath, softly gasping which garnered his attention. He was taller than you expected, thrumming with energy. He tilts his head at you, a curious hum leaving him.
"Are you alright? I apologize about the fright. When I was laid to rest, he was appointed as the guardian of my resting place. Time had turned him into something else," He's holding out a hand, stepping closer, and you hesitate briefly before taking it. He pulls you up with ease, and you balance yourself against him.
He felt solid underneath your fingertips, his steady heart thrumming under your fingers. His armor, a mixture of fabrics felt even softer. "Wow..." You whisper, mapping his face. The absolute perfection of his eyes, his nose, his jaw...it felt unreal.
His eyes meet yours, and he visibly shudders against you. "I once again must apologize. You've woken a God who hasn't been touched in centuries," Your cheeks warm as you give him a small smile.
"That's quite alright. Um, sorry, I'm very much internally freaking out because you...you not only exist but you're alive. You're...flesh and bone....and...." He's stopping your rambling by placing a finger against your lips. "Yes. It was your voice that woke me. I don't know why, and I do not know how, but I shall follow you until you can stand no more,"
*Day 2 will be up tomorrow morning, 9am MST, and you all should see the poll I just posted! It's up for a day, so please vote!
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