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Finding Joy, Light, Flow, and Compassion Amidst Life's Challenges
Finding Joy, Light, Flow and Compassion.
In the midst of life’s ups and downs, there are moments of joy that illuminate our path, filling our hearts with warmth and happiness. Yet, sometimes, it’s difficult to pinpoint the source of that joy. I recently experienced such a moment, a burst of joy that felt like it was coming of someone dear to me, perhaps Christina. Though uncertain, I embraced the feeling, finally some happiness. Finally…
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#Compassionate Reflections#Emotional Healing#Finding Light#Happiness Journey#Inner Peace#Joyful Living#Mindfulness#Overcoming Challenges#Personal Growth#Self-Discovery
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Dandadan sketch dump of the codependent duo ever. Quiet boy who loves yapping and loud girl who loves listening, my beloved.





idiots idiots

#I just love how much they genuinely cherish each other#how okarun goes ride or die day one because she was his first friend above everything#how he NEVER once objectifies her and affirms over and over how much he respects her as a person#totally based#momo ayase the badass you are#takes no shit strong sense of justice tactically clever super compassionate?!#also self reflects and grows as a person?! Funny as hell?! Confident?!#I’m her ride or die too man you’re not special#dandadan#dandadan fanart#momo ayase#okarun#ken takakura#dandadan anime#dandadan manga#mokarun#momokarun#momo and okarun#dandadan art
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i think, for trauma survivors, especially those who were emotionally abused, invalidated, or gaslit, it is really important not to underestimate the significance of speaking bluntly about what happened to you. Forcing yourself not to beat around the bush, not to downplay what you went through with your words. say what happened, without any caveats, without any “but it could’ve been worse”, “but i might just be being overdramatic”, “but it wasn’t really THAT bad,” and so forth. sit with the discomfort until you can begin to let yourself realize that it WAS that bad, you WERENT being overdramatic, and even if it could’ve been worse you still didn’t deserve it. It’s almost like a form of reclamation, taking back your memories, taking back your life, even the difficult or gross parts, and refusing to let anyone change the narrative or tell you how you should feel anymore, even yourself. and it hurts and it’s scary and it feels weird and awkward and sometimes you want to convince yourself you’re lying, but i think sitting in those weird feelings and letting yourself admit that you really did go through trauma puts the power back in your hands to process things and be compassionate to yourself while you heal
#like. recently i’ve been reflecting a lot on this trauma i have with this absolutely godawful english teacher i had in grade 7#he was an absolute creep and even though he never touched me i knew he touched other girls and made even creepier comments to them#than he did to me. and i never really had time to fully understand the gravity of the damage he did to me because i was#so focused on the fact that it could’ve been worse and he never even actually touched me or got that close to me save a few times#but yesterday as i was reflecting on this i finally got myself to admit. i was terrified of him and i was terrified for every fucking minute#that i spent in that class. and i was a child who never should’ve had to deal with that and it’s clear that i still have a lot of problems#from that whole event. and the more times i repeat that and get myself to understand it. the more i’m able to be compassionate to myself now#and patient with myself in the things i struggle with as a result of what happened#childhood trauma#trauma#cptsd healing#cptsd recovery#cptsdawareness#trauma survivor#trauma recovery
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laughing at how assad zaman has went full sam reid defender of armand. He is that's my little mew mew that is innocent and wants to be protected and loved. I'm just baby
samuel is more assertive, like “no! that's not the real lestat! he didn't kill paul! we haven't seen the real lestat yet! that's the dreamstat. that's just a pov, not lestat. he didn't say that!” kind of funny tbh
while assad is more gentle in a 🥺 “but have you considered that i love him?” kind of way (same tbh)
#ask#anon#interview with the vampire#it's funny how they had reflected their characters a bit in those moments#he's not defending him per se. trying to understand. be compassionate#vampchives
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#self love#self care#self esteem#friendly reminder#a friendly reminder#daily reminder#reminder#remember#self awareness#self help#kind words#be kind#kind#kindness#happy#regret#quote#quotes#words#heart#soul#mind#note to self#sentimental#self reflection#self improvement#self compassion#compassionate#love
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Okay so this thought hit me out of nowhere but.
Isn't there something so painfully human about all the fairytales, myths, and legends that start with someone rescuing a baby?
Kaguya, Oedipus, Cú Chulainn, the list goes on across the entire planet.
And when you think about it, it makes sense, doesn't it? A baby is a tiny, helpless thing. We all know instinctually that a baby on its own doesn't have a sliver of a chance. None of the people in these stories needed to take the babies home, few of them get commanded to by a deity or have a vision of some kind, but they did.
Because how could you do anything else? Imagine you're a woodcutter or a farmer or a hunter or something, it doesn't really matter, but you are a person whose job is to go out into nature and do stuff. You go out on a perfectly normal day, doing your thing, and then in the distance, you hear a strange noise. A noise that you really shouldn't be hearing.
A baby crying.
"What the fuck is that?" You think to yourself, and consider just going back to what you were doing. After all, it could be a fae, a demon, or (if you live in mountain lion territory) a big angry cat. Maybe its parents are nearby and just can't calm it down.
But what if they aren't?
What if it is a baby? Alone? You can't just leave a helpless baby out here in the woods.
And that's not even mentioning characters like the messenger from Oedipus Rex, who was ordered by the Queen of his city to take a baby into the mountains and kill it. But how could he do that? He's just a baby. A tiny, fragile, innocent child.
How could he leave a baby to die?
Humans have been caring for children not their own the whole time. And there's something deeply moving to me about that.
#this post got away from me#but im right#our stories reflect who we are#and who we are is compassionate#oedipus rex#the tale of princess kaguya#cú chulainn#fairy tales
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“He is not to them what he is to me,” I thought: “he is not of their kind. I believe he is of mine;—I am sure he is—I feel akin to him—I understand the language of his countenance and movements: though rank and wealth sever us widely, I have something in my brain and heart, in my blood and nerves, that assimilates me mentally to him.” Jane Eyre, XVII.
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#''we are very much alike‚ you and I. I and you. us.'' ''oh‚ except for a sense of honour‚ and decency‚ and a moral centre.''#➤ roger collins & victoria winters. ┊ pain sometimes precedes pleasure,miss winters.#➤ edits & art. ┊ the evans cottage art gallery.#compilation tag#this is. well idk if it's anything. it's not nothing.#but ... man. i happened upon that line of david's and i simply. yelling. in context... does it mean much? not really.#other than .. partially gesturing to the shared evolution in their relationship with david — from david's hatred and wanting them dead#to open affection and protection. but anyway … their parallelism compels me. their matching outfits!#as though they were … not perfect mirrors to each other‚ but contorted ones. not quite foils‚ less than doubles.#a reflection in water — not silver.#Roger’s likeness to Vicki doesn’t feel as immediately obvious (at least to me) as the parallels drawn between he and Carolyn#(who is a collins formed in his own image — physically as well as emotionally; mentally)#Vicki though: outwardly quite different. where roger is callous‚ selfish‚ tempestuous‚ hedonistic;#Vicki is ingenuous‚ compassionate‚ stoic‚ temperate#but they find in each other more of themselves than they’d like to. roger who sees in her not only the imagined weakness of her alliance#with Burke‚ but the weakness (so perceived) of authentic affection‚ of curiosity‚ loneliness‚ even love for his own family. For his son.#the interest in collinwood's ghosts that he would like so well to ignore.#and Vicki who finds herself always with ''a potentiality for corruption.''#she’d like to believe she remains here selflessly — out of love for David and wanting to help him — but it is her own self interest that#keeps her here: wanting to know her past‚ wanting to know these people‚ to be involved with them (no matter how fervently she denies it)#she who typically is calm as still water in suffering their wrongs but can lose her temper as well as roger if pressed.#who begins as almost pure truth but begins to lie — first via omission‚ then conscious untruths.#who — not without good reason — falls into paranoid suspicion of him just as he had her.#Vicki who is an auditory and visual echo — repeating dialogue; repeating clothing; repeating his haunts of the cliffs and the beach.#anyways. I just think they’re neat :) I love a gothic almost-couple
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Being told I have a great personality but like genuinely (I think?) is funny, it’s like on the one hand thank you because compliment but also. what are you seeing? I have a personality?? is it not just the concept of nothingness? what am I even like?
#talking to myself#not really a vent#possible bpd#I think?#personalities are like compassion: more something other people have but not me#<- not in the woe is me sense but as in it’s hard to be compassionate to myself#idk I’m experiencing feelings#I also stared at my reflection hard enough that I’m dissociating now (i look good in white tank tops I couldn’t help myself)#maybe it’s like how you might appreciate the blackness of the night sky because it contrasts with the glittering stars#but if that’s the case what are the stars?#what am I even saying#also I watched Jennifer’s Body#9/10 not gay enough but yay evil women!#very Lamare/Cecilia-coded (OCs)
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don’t even know how to structure the bobby novella bc I’m not sure where his arc would end in that context because overall his arc ends with dying which is not something i would write in his pov, it’s hard to create an arc within his larger arc when it ends like That, and also i have visions from when he’s in his hometown before his diagnosis to the weeks after his diagnosis to when he’s in the middle of it, which all feel like separate parts to me of something and i can’t tell if that means multiple bobby novellas or one bobby beast of a novella spanning months. all i know is i will write that weird gay little dude and make sure he’s loved from all angles
#like I suppose his arc can end when he like. naturally resigns himself to it#which is hard to explain but the best way I can is like I can’t imagine writing bobby as narrator when he’s like. in hospice#at the end etc cause his ass is just sleeping and watching the muppets and busy getting ready to. you know#in the prettiest star Brian’s narration naturally fades as he closes in on dying so I’d like to reflect that#it’s just knowing when that would be for my best friend who I am so sad abt all the things I willingly did to him#he eventually gets to a point where he doesn’t want to think too hard abt anything and quite honestly he can’t#he just wants to chill out and rest…so that I think is the extent a pov of his could go#but idk if I want to write that far#we will find out though!!!! my biggest fear /pos is all of this culminating into bobby novel#thinking about this srsly fixing my trauma about earth it’s so fascinating and makes me feel more compassionate and considerate!!!!!
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is a show a flop, or is it only about it not having gone to the direction you wanted, or is it about it went wrong according to your personal (that you tried hard to justify it as an objective) takes, or is it only about you just don't happy a show caters to the need of others and not yours, or is it only about creating controversial headlines?
are we (even) watching the same show, you said (jokingly, or not). yes we are, through different lenses (we came with different context, just in case a reminder is needed), perhaps, and that's okay. fictions got its name for a reason. there is, however, a very thin line between multiple interpretation and multiple misunderstanding to which negativity might come to play. please, do not dismiss others' experiences that might be different than yours, in any way :)
#my drama journal 📝#in general#sorry i just need to let these questions out 🥲#that said. this message is also directed to me. a self reflection kind of sort.#a reminder that whenever i write down my thoughts and feelings on a record i should do it both passionately and compassionately
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A Sunday After the Storm
This week didn’t ask — it demanded. Three night shifts. Long, relentless, breathless. The kind of nights where the clock fades and all that exists is the patient in front of you, the referral phone ringing again, the silent prayer before answering the call, “Please let this be not FAST POSITIVE.” I gave thrombolysis back-to-back — two lives, two stories caught in the in-between.Stroke after…
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#AJ Gabriel Writes#Body Kindness#Compassionate Nursing#Filipina Author#Friendship Moments#Gentle Wins#Healing in Motion#Intentional Rest#Life Between Shifts#Mental Resilience#Nurse Diaries#OSCE Journey#Post-Shift Thoughts#quiet growth#Rest and Recovery#slow living#Small Joys Matter#Stroke Nurse Specialist#Sunday Reflection#SuperAnjVentures#Thrombolysis Stories
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When All Is Sadness
Yes, dear one—this sadness is real.It seeps into bone and breathlike mist that does not ask permission. To sit with it,not as enemybut as guest—this is the beginning of wisdom. It is not meaningless.It is not forever.It is a doorwaythat opens onlywhen we stop trying to leave the room. You are not alone in this ache.Let it be what it is—a cold seedthat in time,and with kindness,may flower into…
#Buddhist path#Buddhist poetry#Buddhist reflections#Buddhist-inspired poem#chronic illness journey#Compassionate presence#Depression and chronic illness#Emotional Healing#Finding peace in pain#Gentle resilience#Gentle strength#healing through stillness#Holding space for grief#Inner peace#loving-kindness#ME/CFS#ME/CFS support#Mindfulness and illness#Poetry about resilience#Poetry for healing#post-exertional malaise#Sitting with sadness#Spiritual acceptance#Spiritual fatigue#Taoist strength#Wisdom in suffering
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Goodnight, Speak Plainly
Goodnight,the colors have bursted,the angels have sung,kindness have been given,and kindness on our pockets we have hoarded all year round,will you give some more?All the promises you’ve made may they wake with you tomorrow. Goodnight,all the love dancing in your eyes tonight isn’t a nightmare, and the life still yet to unfold isn’t a dream.Wake up with hope in your heart, but hope has her hands…
#Acts Beyond Caring#Call to Responsibility#Carrying Promises Forward#Compassionate Reflection#Connection Through Prayer#Erwinism#Evening Reflection#Faith and Resilience#FYP#Gentle Farewell#Hopeful Action#Hopes for Tomorrow#Inspiration#Kindness and Grace#Kindness as Currency#Learning#Life#Love#Love as Reality#Motivation#Nightly Benedictions#Personal Growth in Faith#Prayers for Others#Progress#Reassurance and Comfort#Rest and Renewal#Spiritual Anchoring#Tenderness in Parting
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We need to rethink our analysis abilities and remove all personal biases from them to better understand every being as “evil”.
#we’ve caught ourself being too sympathetic as we’ve always been our whole life#feeling for characters and what not who are otherwise evil or bad#we just don’t really like labeling things so matter-of-factly#we tend to always reflect even angle to things . how every person was harmed .#but maybe this is a fatel flaw than a righteous view or whatever big word you’d use for it#maybe we can’t kindness our way out of this one folks o7#evilness isn’t inherent to us it’s created#maybe there is just evil . as a thing . divorced from anything else#understanding all sides is not forgiveness though you must understand#a perpetrator is still a perpetrator even with the added understanding#still we fear even trying to understand may make us. stupidly compassionate#whateve r
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Mannnn.... I look so ugly when I'm sad. I am never going to look ugly again and that's a promise to myself.
Fake it till u make it. PERIODT. ✨
#self love#self care#self esteem#friendly reminder#a friendly reminder#daily reminder#reminder#remember#self awareness#self help#motivational#motivating quotes#self growth#spiritual growth#growing up#glow#note to self#self reflection#remind#self improvement#self compassion#self development#compassionate#compassion#heart#love your flaws#love yourself#self healing#self preservation#healing
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I was running a Baldur’s Gate campaign before and after the release, and had a Paladin PC who was Ilmatari plus Brother Goodheart, a zealot barbarian who was in charge of a shrine in the inner city. I’d have loved to have the pair of them tune the place up.
@galahadiant
I haven't played Baldur's Gate 3, yet, but looking online, the Open Hand temple is driving me crazy
Half the people there: OMG why is Father Lorgan insisting on helping these refugees!? They're too dangerous!
Ilmater: Help all who need help, NO MATTER WHO THEY ARE. Defend THE OPPRESSED. HELP EVERYONE YOU CAN, EVEN IF IT MEANS TAKING ON THEIR SUFFERING YOURSELF. FOR FRICK'S SAKE, HE'S DOING EXACTLY WHAT I SAID TO DO, YOU MOTHERF----
#there’s no real life parallel to compare a compassionate creed not being reflected by the actions of its followers#nothing at all#sigh#baldur's gate 3#Baldur’s gate
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