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Greta Thunberg is the courageous person that threatens all weak men.
It is zero surprise that immature and hateful MAGA/GOP are envious.
SOS! the volunteers on 'Madleen' have been kidnapped by Israeli forces. Pressure their foreign ministries and help us keep them safe! Web:
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I know it’s hard but try to resist the urge to say “it’s okay” or “I’m okay” when it’s not true to those you’d like support from.
Try saying things like:
“I’m not okay. I could use some support right now.”
“I’m not okay. Unfortunately, you can’t fix this for me. But I could use the company of a friend.”
“I’m not okay. But I’m not up to talking about it right now. Can we do something else to distract me?”
Often, your loved ones want to help you but they don’t know how.
It’s okay to say you’re not okay. And it’s okay to ask for help.
Are you okay?
I could use some company, honestly. Even if it’s just Netflix or, you reading a book and just holding my hand.
Are you okay?
I’ll be okay but I think I need to sit down in the quiet for a little while. Can I use your porch swing?
Are you okay?
I’m kinda scared about my upcoming appointment. Is it okay to talk about it?
Are you okay?
My anxiety’s a mess because my kitchen needs to be cleaned. Wouldn’t happen to know anyone with a free Saturday who likes pizza, would you?
Are you okay?
I haven’t slept well in days. May I come over and nap on your sofa? I think I just need not to be alone.
Are you okay?
I haven’t been able to cook for myself all week and have been skipping meals.
Are you okay?
I’m having a hard time asking for help.
What would you do if a friend said these things to you? Would you judge them? Hate them? Scold them or make fun of them?
I don’t think you would. And I don’t think you’d see them as a burden, either.
Ask for the help. Give your friends a chance to show that they love you.
Honestly, the “give your friends a chance to show that they love you” is so real. I actually love being able to show my friends I love them! I feel so honoured that they trust me to be vulnerable and ask for help. It also makes me feel like it’s okay to ask for help, too.
text reads: "you're struggling to make the change because the old behaviour is still meeting a need. instead of shaming yourself, identify the deeper need and allow it to exist. then get curious about a new way to meet it."
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Sometimes self-care is, actually, NOT getting onto the computer and little treats and watching youtube videos. Sometimes those things are self-care, but sometimes they're also avoidant behaviors.
Sometimes self care is waking up and just. Fucking getting in the car. And driving to the bank. And the store. And buying the cat litter. And changing the cat boxes you've been avoiding because your brains been stuck in a hole. And picking up the trash you've been piling up. And getting a load into the wash. And mowing the lawn before the village council sends you a formal complaint and potential-fines warning.
Like its hard and annoying to do because it sucks. It sucks so much. But if I don't start working on this pile of bullshit I've let build up because it stinks and i was stuck in deer-in-headlights mode, I risk letting it turn into fuckery. I do not have the patience for fuckery that I once - foolishly! - thought I had.
This mentality helped me so much. Framing my "chores" and mundane tasks as self care and something I can do for myself, really helped me. On a good day I feel like I can genuinely enjoy basic to-dos because I get something nice for myself afterwards, even if that nice thing is just a better living environment. And sometimes it's still too hard, and that's okay too.
every part of me is borrowed. My father’s rage, my mother’s empathy, my first girlfriend’s sense of adventure and wonder. My grandmother’s hope for the world. My little sister’s bravery. My boyfriend’s sharp wit, the little girl from my preschool class’s love of all living things. I’m not sure if anything is uniquely mine. When i was a kid i would sit and wonder if anyone was thinking the same thing as me at the same time, now I know that someone out there is. Maybe some find it sad to not be one of a kind, but i think it’s beautiful. We all lean on each other, strangers or friends. The impact people leave on each other is beautiful. Strangers in the grocery store with pretty smiles, old ladies in the park feeding the birds and squirrels, a father seeing his baby for the first time. The world seems so ugly until you squint and pay closer attention.
me: *scares myself to the point where I can’t even function because of the anxiety I have created over a situation*
the situation: *works out fine*
me: oh