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“It’s hard for some of us to see how dishonest we’ve become. If we don’t steal or tell lies, we think we’re being honest. But there are other ways of being dishonest with ourselves. Some of us hide our real feelings of loneliness and fear by getting into trouble, refusing friendship, or even studying to try and outsmart other people. We try to tell ourselves and others that this is the way we want to live, but deep down inside we know we’re not being honest; we’re only hurting ourselves.”

~Unknown from ALATEEN - a day at a time

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Someone said something today in our meeting that really stuck with me.

“I am responsible for healing the wound. Even if someone else caused it. I am the one responsible for taking action to heal it.”

Turns out I am in fact just another statistic.

Smart enough to not become an alcoholic, but dumb enough to not see the person I married was one.

Will I ever escape this labyrinth?

#acoa #children of alcoholics #alcoholics

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“You can’t keep dancing with the devil and ask why you’re still in hell”

— Something my friend told me the other day (via fawun)

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“1. You must let the pain visit. 2. You must allow it teach you 3. You must not allow it overstay.”

— Ijeoma Umebinyuo, three routes to healing (via thatkindofwoman)

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In hiding

When my new wife found this blog, she was -needless to say- confused by emotions. She cried. She questioned. She wondered. We talked, and I let my outlet die. I knew, for the sake of our relationship, that I needed to burry this channel. But burried things have a way of crawling to the surface, don’t they?

I never moved on from this blog, but rather, was waiting for a time when she forgot and I could continue. She’ll never understand what my childhood was like. She’ll never get it. And that’s good. I, on the other hand, am not done. I carry the baggage with me wherever I go. I’m cuffed to it. And when I think it’s gone, I turn a corner and its waiting for me like a predator and I’m its prey. But I’m stronger than my past. Even when the monsters come, I face them with closed fist. What other choice do I have?

onlinecounsellingcollege

“Breathe. You’re going to be okay. Breathe and remember that you’ve been in this place before. You’ve been this uncomfortable and anxious and scared, and you’ve survived. Breathe and know that you can survive this too. These feelings can’t break you. They’re painful and debilitating, but you can sit with them and eventually, they will pass. Maybe not immediately, but sometime soon, they are going to fade and when they do, you’ll look back at this moment and laugh for having doubted your resilience. I know it feels unbearable right now, but keep breathing, again and again. This will pass. I promise it will pass.”

— Daniell Koepke

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But I don’t want to have to go through this again. It’s not fair.

#acoa #adult children of alcoholics

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“Just for the record darling, not all positive change feels positive in the beginning.”

— S.C. Lourie

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“Draw near to what betters you. Depart from what fetters you.”

— Bruce Adler

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maybe i’m not too sensitive maybe you’re just a dickhead? sophie king

That moment you realize your relationship has shifted from lust to passion ... 💃💃💃💃💃🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻

#passion #lust vs passion #lust

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So I used to have a Russian friend who had a pretty thick accent and like a lot of Russians tended to eschew articles. She would say things like “Get in car.” And stuff.

Well one day this asshole who had been kind of tagging along with us asks her why she talks like that because it makes her sound dumb and I still remember her response word for word.

“Me? Dumb? Maybe in America you have to say get in THE car because you are so stupid that people might just get in random car, but in Russia we don’t need to say that. We just fucking know because we are not stupid.”

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One time I was proof reading a paper for a Russian student. As I was correcting her paper with her, the many mistakes in her grammar started weighing on her. I asked her what was wrong, and she said, almost sobbing,

“In Russian I am so intelligent and clear. In English I am like [an] idiot”

Respect to anyone trying to master a foreign language. I get so sad thinking about that student.

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Full offense but people who make fun of someone else’s accent or belittle their limited vocabulary when they’re speaking a language not native to them are fucking disgusting and are just begging to be punched.

They’re speaking your language because you don’t know theirs. That’s not something they should be made fun of, it’s something that should be commended because learning a language is hard fucking work.

I hate people who do this so much.