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Look at you still going on when you've wanted to give up so many times. Look at how you picked yourself up even when you didn't think it was possible. Look at all you've managed to survive.
It's really easy to be critical of ourselves, but you deserve credit for so much that you don't give yourself credit for.
Trauma is not as much about the event itself but is more about how our mind and body perceive and experience the event.
This might mean things traumatized you that you wouldn’t expect, or perhaps you experienced things that often are labeled as traumatic that you didn’t find traumatic.
Whatever the case, your trauma is valid. No one should be minimizing your trauma. Not even you.
ten years ago you were so scared of such different things, but you survived them anyway. the same goes for five years ago and two years ago. everything that has ever felt like a hurdle, you’ve passed through. so be afraid, identify your fears, and then allow yourself to remember that in just a little while, this will be another thing that you have overcome.
You’re tired. Burnt out. Exhausted. Stressed.
This lowers your capacity for emotional regulation.
You’ll cry more easily. Get dragged into low moods more easily. Simple little things where you’re like ‘dang, that shouldn’t hit so hard,’ will wallop you.
This will trick you into thinking you’re weak and can’t handle life. A loser.
Not so my friend.
It’s a signal that you need a nap, need to allow for more sleep at night, need to prioritize and scale back on what you can accomplish in a day, need to take a mental health day or even a leave.
Something’s got to give.
But!
It’s not your self worth.
If you hurt someone’s feelings, it’s super valid to be upset about that and have feelings about it.
It’s not so valid to make it so they have to comfort you because of your guilt, which may make them reluctant to come to you in the future with problems.
It’s okay to say “I’m really sorry I hurt your feelings. I feel really bad about that because I’d never intentionally want to hurt you”.
It’s not okay to say “oh my god, I’m a terrible person. You shouldn’t even be friends with me.“
Even if you’re genuinely feeling the second one, it can lead to the other person feeling bad they expressed their feelings, feel a need to comfort you and may lead to their feelings having to take a backseat.
It’s so valid to feel that way, but it’s important to try and regulate how we react to our feelings. If you need to talk it out, I think that’s okay but how you do it matters and please let the other person feel heard.
not to sound traumatized, but it feels unreal that someone can just miss you and want you around so often. I feel like every worry within me keeps repeating, “until when? until when?” and the people I love and that love me confirm, “as long as you’d like.”
Hello! Do you have any poems about the body in pain/chronic pain or something about the body not acting like it should? like growing up i've had a lot of problems with my bone structure, scoliosis, my jaw growing towards the side, etc and it feels like either the body is either attacking me or trying to grow into something unique and beyond human and i thought that there must be something along those lines? anything would help tbh, tysm♥️
hi anon! thank you for your very polite request. here are some poems about chronic pain & feeling alienated from your body. i hope this isn’t too personal but as someone with chronic health issues i find a lot of solace in poetry, & i hope that you can find yourself in these poems, too.
Max Ritvo, “Cachexia” | Today I woke up in my body / and wasn’t that body anymore.
Danez Smith, “sometimes i wish i felt the side effects” | i know what it is / to nurse a thing you want to kill / but can’t. you learn to love it.
Fortesa Latifi, “the cancer diagnosis” | even the most normal of things can betray you- / sunlight; salt; the air between words; your body.
Fortesa Latifi, “chronic illness” | I am always begging my body not to be so broken / but my body just laughs because it knows who started / this war.
Alex Lemon, “I Knew You Before You Were” | This fevered life: illness & love, / Lockjaw & slow motion kidnappings—it is what / It always is—chronic dying
William Fargarson, “Upon Receiving My Inheritance” | Thank You bones some days I can’t sit up / without crying some days I can’t sit up at all
Hieu Minh Nguyen, “Type II” | I ask for all the ways I can remain / whole & not a vision with missing limbs.
Cynthia Huntington, “Multiple Sclerosis” | I said: muscle, weakness, numbness, fatigue. / I said vertigo, neuritis, lesion, spasm. / Remission. Progression. Recurrence. Deficit.
I guess my life hasn’t always been happy, or easy, or exactly what I wanted. At a certain point, I just have to try not to think too much about certain things, or else they’ll break my heart.
— Jonathan Franzen
marlena by julie buntin
I will never get over how weird it feels to have tragic and emotional chapters of your life where you just also still go to work, and the grocery store, and see funny videos online all while feeling such paralyzing fear and heartache
life just goes on no matter what
marcel the shell with shoes on (2021)
turns out that being compassionate towards myself during moments of uncertainty and stress is the best thing i can do for myself
how am i doing? oh I’m fine except i’m in a constant state of nostalgia and sentimentality over everyone I’ve ever loved and every age I’ve ever been and every phase of my life and every job I’ve worked and I’m constantly missing people and places that I can never go back to but it’s cool it’s fine
i think i am done wallowing in my sadness and letting it ruin my life. among other things
what if i just decide that life is beautiful even with the horrible things in it and that to be alive is magical even when i feel like shit and to let go of the beliefs that limit me and return to love always. and i’m sexy. what then
So much of this worldly experience is out of our hands but we can choose to be generous w our love and curious abt life and find pleasure and amusement and refuge in the patterns of our every day and support each other and care for our world and meet even those we don’t know w grace and patience and consideration and that these little qualities are in our control is not to be forgotten