#Learning Lessons
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bychiamaka · 1 year ago
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It takes me a minute to fully process the things that happen to me. I believe in the moment, I’m operating from survival mode, but then when I eventually get beside myself, all the thoughts & feelings come to surface & it boggles my mind how I let certain things happen. I think my fear is that I will respond aggressively to things I’m displeased with & because I’ve been ridiculed & criticized many times for my aggression, I’ve conditioned myself to be quiet. I fear losing people but I still desire for my boundaries to be respected, so I find myself tolerating things that I don’t agree with. I believe I’m in a process where I’m learning to honor what I feel inside & respond in the moment with love, grace, & truth.
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flowersandspacestuff · 2 months ago
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So, earlier today my brain spewed up a thought and I was gonna make a post that said "I can't stop going until I can't keep going anymore", but I didn't bc I was kind of manic panicking and driving to the coast on a whim, even though I probably should have just been taking a break and breathing a bit.
And yaknow what happened? Three quarters of the way to the coast, my car died.
And when I say died, I mean, it is not coming back kind of died.
Moral of the story: When you refuse to learn a lesson even though you know better, that lesson is gonna find a way to learn you.
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merbabylvr · 8 months ago
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scotland-wolves · 1 year ago
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fleshia · 7 months ago
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“ perverts “ — filet crochet by me
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destroyerofcreation · 1 month ago
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You know, I would suspect/know if someone knew who I was truly they wouldn't fucking misgender me for fucks sake. I'm not a goddamn girl and will never be a fucking girl, I'm a fucking guy, a man, probably more or so boy but whatever cause I'm a fucking man child but that's besides the fucking point.
I'll show you what I can do if you fucking continue, no one mis genders me for fucks sake.
I only like my body because I can play with certain things, kind of like a guy's dream come true until you realize that's what people see you as, and don't see you for truly who you are. Goddamnit >[
-cause Literally, it's every guy's dream come true to wake up in a girl's body and do what they want to, to it, do as they please, but then it becomes a nightmare when your stuck in that body, getting misgendered every single fucking goddamn day.
I hate this place, I hate this world!
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pactcrypt · 2 months ago
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Day 1:
I've been thinking a lot about why I am the way I am. I had the ideal childhood from an outsider perspective, and I am very grateful for the opportunities I was given growing up. I have parents who love me, but have also caused me some issues in my private life. Loud noises terrify me, believing that I may have upset my s/o, which sends me into an absolute panic, and I have no idea how to survive on my own. I'm relying on other people to teach me about money, grocery shopping, and finding jobs at 21 years old. I have 2 jobs, which I love and are definitely enough to live off of, and I'm still in school, which makes it so incredibly difficult to find the time to take care of myself or do anything I enjoy. Honestly I've gone so long with no time that I'm not even sure what I like doing anymore. All my friends live a decent distance from me or have overall just disappeared from my life without a word so I'm completely alone. I've dealt with tragedy after tragedy since January and have not a living soul that I can talk to about any of it because they're either going to pick a side, or have too much going on and I don't want to burden them. I've been trying to find the positive in all of this and all I can find is that I live with someone who's trying to understand and support me, I have 2 amazing jobs that treat me well and accommodate school and one another, and that I have some people who want to help me succeed in life. I have a family that loves me, and I have a couple friends who care about me.
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theintro-vertedstorm · 4 months ago
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Idk what it is….
I get left on seen.
Or
Left behind the scene.
Or
Thrown away with no reason to speak.
Or
Share the same interest, but can’t be a team.
I never know their reason, unless moving to a different place.
When it doesn’t work for them… they love to see my face.
Cuz I’m still nice when they have been hurt…
But having a connection after first rejection won’t work.
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lindaseccaspina · 6 months ago
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Stolen Moments from the Past - Linda Knight Seccaspina
The Bank of Montreal on Cowansville’s Main Street wasn’t a fancy place, but I still remember some of the graduates from Cowansville High School that worked there. They all looked the same with their poofy hair, cardigans and smiles while I deposited my 5 cents here and there as a child. I also thought that all the employees high-tailed for home as soon as those heavy metal doors were clanked shut…
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thetextiwriteiwrote · 10 months ago
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Have I Learned Anything at All?
I ask this but I genuinely don't know. And I know the lot of you don't have the time to witness me feel my way around to figure out if I have. The spoiler is most certainly that I have, as gauche as it is to admit-- I've run dry on vocabulary, and so the rest has to be poured from the heart.
Have I learned anything? Have I learned anything at all from this experience? We tap our pencils as we would quills against our temples, just trying to glean some kind of wisdom from our time spent observing a text.
We're hungry for it, starving for it, even, some of us. The wisdom on the walls beckons to the point that it causes us to tear open some kind of malicious, own-seeing, third-eye. This third-eye is secretly a malevolent figure by virtue of the fact that it is a variable, entering your lifespan kicking and screaming in the form of some kind of schizophrenic outburst of pure, stark-raving madness.
No dishevelment upon anyone currently-grappling with those tendencies, my first brush with them got me Baker Acted, and I refuse to inherit my father's maddening strife, or my mother's anxious detachment.
I resolve to be another secret third thing altogether, casting my spells quietly for the good of mankind, writing what I can from my ivory tower, that secretly exists as a monument to slovenly-living. I attempt to guide others toward a treasure I feel I cannot possess, success, achievement, love, you name it.
I must rest, now, as I've a doctor's appointment in the morning to see if any of these changes are actually going to stick or not. I suppose it comes down to me.
That's it! That's what I've learned!
It comes down to me, past-present-and-future. That kind of accountability can make people want to start digging up your skeletons, but a sudden uproar of accountability shouldn't be a scary thing, it should be what we're all reaching toward-- a state of being in touch with our feelings, emotions, and nerves, while also being in full control of ourselves... This is homeostasis. This is ideal.
So that's what I've learned from my experience, I suppose. It falls to me in order to maintain my relationships, and ensure that they don't rot. I need to be the one to communicate, yet again, I need to be the one to talk, and to say the right things, again, and again...
That's how I love the world, saying the perfect thing over and over, until I am nothing but a belayed, purple and putrescent husk of what was ultimately, kind-of an asshole.
In any case, let's smile and try to get some well-medicated rest tonight, for the doctors we may need see tomorrow... I'll purge the memories there, the doctor played a fine game triggering me and guiding me toward the right way to heal.
Embrace your triggers.
Use isolated agitation to train your brain.
Thank the good doctor.
And trust the apple.
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agreenroad · 1 year ago
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A King Seeking Absolute Power Can Do No Wrong And Cannot Be Held Accountable, Says Supreme Court Verdict - Where Is Uncorruptible King And Kingdom? Chess And Life Lessons
Life Is Like A Game Of Chess A chessboard has many pieces on it, including a king. A king symbolizes a persons life, and once a life is lost, symbolically, that is the same as losing the king piece via a checkmate, on the chessboard of life. In chess, generally there is no cheating, no corruption, no politics, no profit motive, no illegal or legal distinctions. The game of chess symbolizes life…
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brickellbabe · 1 year ago
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My book is finally out!!! Trust me, it is life changing. Go to www.deardiaryimcrazy.com for more info.
Thank you for all of your support, it means the world to me.
With love,
Mariana Weber
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vreal20 · 1 year ago
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Level Up Your Digital Life!
Feeling lost in the ever-expanding digital world? ‍ Don't worry, fellow explorer! This blog is your ultimate guide to navigating the exciting (and sometimes confusing) world of technology.
1. Common Sense Media (https://www.commonsensemedia.org/)
Focuses on providing reviews and advice for parents, teachers, and kids about technology, media, and entertainment. Offers educational resources on digital citizenship, safety, and well-being. Content includes:
-reviews of movies
-TV shows
-games
-apps
-books
Example:
Find reviews and ratings on movies, shows, or games you want to discuss on your blog. Access educational resources to create informative posts about digital safety and citizenship. Use their advice to target your content towards a specific audience (parents, teachers, or kids).
2. Education World: Lesson Plan Booster: Digital Literacy and Online Ethics (https://www.commonsense.org/education/digital-citizenship)
Provides lesson plans and resources for educators on various topics. This specific page offers a lesson plan on digital literacy and online ethics. The lesson plan explores the consequences of online behavior and helps students develop responsible online habits.
Example:
Get ideas for creating your own blog posts on digital citizenship and online safety. Learn about the importance of online ethics and how to communicate effectively online. Adapt the lesson plan activities for your blog audience (parents, teachers, or kids).
3. Share My Lesson (https://sharemylesson.com/)
A platform for educators to share and find lesson plans across various subjects. You can search for lesson plans by grade level, subject, and keyword. Many lesson plans incorporate digital tools and resources.
Example:
Find inspiration for blog posts about specific educational topics. Discover how educators are integrating technology into their lessons. Get ideas for creating engaging and interactive content for your blog.
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athelise · 2 months ago
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Wholeheartedly agree. Venting and being sad is healthy and normal, especially when there's hope your works will be taken well-received and they're just not. But when you offload that frustration onto others in order to "fix" your complaints you cross the line, and it's honestly a red flag.
I was once friends with someone who was like the latter and she relied upon our mutual friend and I to interact with her work in order to make her happy and "prove" our friendship, and it was understandably toxic as hell, and thankfully we're no longer friends with her.
Now when my friend and I are down in the dumps about fics not popping off with kudos or comments we just say, "Hey, that does suck, I know you're a good writer regardless," and we don't force ourselves to interact with each other's works unless we want to. It's a MARKED improvement.
It's not bad to complain. Complaining is the inviolable right of all sentient creatures, which is why your cat hits that exact pitch when he's screaming at the door. Complaining can be annoying to other people in various scenarios, but it's not innately bad to complain.
But as I've said before, some complaints are more sympathetic than others. There's a difference between complaining about how something affects you or makes you feel versus complaining as though you expect people around you to actively do something to reduce your present suffering.
Eg., "I feel sad because I work hard on my fics and my last one hasn't got many comments!" versus "This is symptomatic of the death of commenting culture! You readers haven't paid me by commenting on my free labour!"
Like, the first one's sympathetic. You might respond like: Aw. Sorry you're feeling down. I see how that might feel bad. Everyone who posts fic posts it in the hopes of reaching some amount of people. RIP OP.
The second one is just obnoxious. You might respond like: Wow. Nobody owes you shit? Piss off??
They're just like totally different levels of self awareness about the same problem, I fear.
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lucybellwood · 5 months ago
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Desperately trying to finish listening to this audiobook before Libby repos my shit
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