#5.22.18

[teganorsara]

kimbra // real life

nothing divine, nothing to find nothing to fear if you lose your mind just keep your head up in the real life

[ithinkiamfinallyswift]

SEATTLE TONIGHT! My mom and sister can’t wait to see you from the floor for the FIRST TIME EVER. We’ll be shaking it off in Row 35 of Floor 14. WE CANT WAIT!!!

[muggles-arent-that-bad]

Slytherin

Heyo it’s Maggie and this moodboard was requested by @nicki-emily-elizabeth/ @averysgarl REQUESTS ARE OPEN. Please request.

[jeffros-lawn]

[raicheu]

more often than id like, I find myself sitting in the tub with the shower running down my face and back. Admist the music I blast, the air vent, and the water, somehow my thoughts are more clearer than the water.

[edo-vivendum]

5.22.18 Update

Today, I had my initial assessment for treatment. 

I am going to be doing iop Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays

I start tomorrow!!!!

They said they shouldn’t have any problem getting insurance to cover it bcos I was seemingly obviously needing it or something like that 

I did my intake with a therapist I really like who I used to do groups with in 2013 and also he used to be my family therapist. So that was kinda cool! He’s super easy-going and *gets* my sense of humor. He said he was sad that I’ve been in and out of treatment so many times, but that he was happy I had a stretch of time where I was doing better and that he was glad I came when I did rather than waiting until things became more physically compromising.

I’m lowkey worried my motivation was perceived as way higher than it is. The idea of being healthy minded sounds nice, sure, but I’m a mess and I honestly don’t know if I have enough motivation to continue eating enough when I’m not in iop. I mean, they’ll weigh be every week, so it’ll become apparent pretty quickly if iop isn’t working for me. 

I still haven’t gotten my labwork back yet, so when I go tomorrow I might get referred to get stuff checked out more/tracked. That makes me a bit nervous IDK.  

iop is 3 groups each day I’m there, which includes a meal group. I’m also going to see one of their dietitians as my current dietitian doesn’t really deal with eating disorders (but was fine for working with me sub-clinically)

I’m nervous

ALSO like I feel a little guilty for having to return to treatment for a third time *rolls eyes* 

[missinvisibleandco]

“The Layered Look”

Each layer reveals a little more until you peel back the last layer to find what's at the core. (5.22.18)

[camelliafairchild-blog]

Pirates and Princesses

where: Cotilan

when: may 22nd, 2018

with: @knight-in-shining-armani

The event was beautiful. Of course, there had never been a singular doubt in Camellia’s mind that it would be - after all, it was the predecessor to one of the most important events that the fey held. 

Not to mention, any excuse to get dressed up all fancy was a good one. Camellia didn’t need any sort of excuse - after all, looking nice was (and had always been) important to her, but Cotilan was a reason to go above and beyond the usual. 

The meal was not too far away, but for the moment she’d found herself maneuvering her way around the crowd - she had chosen to wear a pair of light silk gloves for the event - they could be easily removed and tucked into her purse should she need to gather a feeling someone was experiencing, but Camellia did not feel the need to have her hands out for exposure, especially when she very well could be expected to shake any number of hands. 

Finishing up a brief conversation with a nice woman who was thrilled about being able to attend, in her own words ‘such a brilliantly extravagant event’, Camellia spotted a face that was familiar, though not someone who she talked with much. One, because he was Seelie, and two, because she was fairly certain that he was one of her mother’s least-favored Seelie. Running a hand through her hair, letting it spill over her shoulders, she made her way over to him.

“I have a feeling there are certain individuals who might not feel pleased at our speaking.” Camellia began, giving a small shrug, though made no move to leave.