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When my mother passed recently, I talked to her and held her hand. I told her how much I loved her and what she meant to me, and sang her our lullaby she sang for me. She passed that night. I hope to everything she heard me, I hope she heard me.
my father said to me once that one of the things he deeply regretted was not putting music on for his father while he was fading away. he told me that grandpa would just sit in his old armchair in the quiet, and not until after he’d passed did my dad think of how he could have played of his favorite classical music tapes for him so grandpa could listen to something while he still could. i was very young when this happened and not much older when my dad told me this, but it always stuck with me as something important.
my mother died at home in a hospice cot, slowly shutting down over the course of about a week. when she had stopped responding, i remembered what dad told me about wishing he’d played music for grandpa, and i put the radio on her favorite country music station and kept it on for her until she died.
daddy died in hospital. no cassette players, no decent radios. the day after he was brought in, i thought again of what he told me, and i bought a little portable bluetooth speaker. even though he never woke up, was never aware, i played music for him too.
there’s no real significance to sharing this, not really. my motivation is selfish, again: i just want to hope that someone might think of this when their loved one is stuck in silence somehow, and maybe they’ll play music for them, and they won’t have to regret not doing so. i want to hope it helps someone. and i want to hope that someone will remember my dad with me, even in just a “story i read on the internet” way.
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Its been nearly 5 months that I lost my mom, and 4 months that ive been living in my car barely scraping by... why is life so horrible
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I haven’t slept in two daysz currently sobbing over how bad the pain is at how much i fucking miss you
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So i got lovely news from my grandmother shes cutting us off immediately and kicking us out of the house in a couple months. She knows im struggling with finding a job and now im about to be homeless if I cant catch a break.. two weeks after my mom just died.. fuck my life
I have nothing. No money nothing. She couldn’t help me out just a few more months till me and my boyfriend could manage to move states but she wants to fucking throw me under the bus immediately in my worst time.
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It still doesn’t feel real, that I will never hear your laugh again. I miss you every day - in everyhing I do. I’ve been going to therapy & grief support groups but nothing will make the depth of this hole any smaller. I will be patient & wait until it’s time to see you again. I hope you are on the other side of wherever, waiting on me with a cup of hot tea & cinnamon rolls.
I love you very much, mom. I’ll love you always.
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Idk where to post this. I dont have anywhere else right now. Two weeks ago on the 18th I lost my mom. She was my everything and I loved her so much. I feel so lost and dazed without her. Now I’m an orphan at 25 and nothing feels like it will get better..
I stayed up with friends to count in the new year.. I never will get to tell her happy new year ever again..
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Lil Devil 🔥
*✧・˚✭*sғᴡ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ*✭˚・✧*
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Spooky baby positivity because people forget we exist!!
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How to spot age regression
When a little one is regressing, they can’t come right out and say it. Keep your eyes peeled to look for signs. Eventually you will be able to tell when they are feeling regressed. Here are a few signs to make it easier:
🌸Rocking
🌙Picking, poking, and pestering you.
🌸Babbling, giggling, or rambling in a childish manner
🌙Poor grammar, speech, using childish terms and sentence structure
🌸Extreme excitement, excitability or touchiness
🌙Physical clinginess. We literally cling to your arms and legs like a parasite.
🌸Playing with random objects
🌙Putting random stuff in our mouths
🌸Talking through our stuffed animals
🌙Pointing and communicating without words, i.e. “hnmph” “grrr” “rawr” “hmmm?” “ummmm” etc.
🌸Dancing and wiggling around
🌙Animal noises
🌸Being whiney or grumpy
🌙After a long, eventful day. Before a big (or small) event. Towards the end of a weekend/day off, or after stressful situations.
TIP: If we’re watchin’ cartoons, we’re probably feelin’ pretty smol.
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