#codepency

[hel7l7]

I don't think this has ever really been ok.

[don-vito-corleone-daily]

You come to me, on the day of my daughter's gay situationship breakup,

[devine-fem]

I’m usually on that light to my dark side brainrot but no I want that: ‘You’re bad, I’m worse. Together we can be horrible.” Brainrot. YAY TRAGEDY!! YAY BAD ENDINGS. enemies to lovers?? no, give me LOVERS TO ENEMIES

[moonsunmermaid]

"where there is love, there is harmony"

I don't know who needs to hear this, but its a quote from spirit. Years ago I was in a really toxic relationship with someone who would only take, take and take, and i would give, give and give... It was quite frustrating and painful, and I thought I was doing a lot of those things and suffering because it was love. It wasn't, as I learnt afterwards, it was codepency. This is what spirt would repeart to me over and over until the relationship ended.

Whoever this is aimed for, because I felt called to share this, remember love happens when all parties involved feel heard, comforted and appreciated. Sometimes it's hard to be love, but we have to remember to listen to ourselves and realise when it's love speaking and when our wounds are speaking, and the harmony and peace we feel when there's love, that is something that noone can doubt.

Listen to your body, your body speaks to you.

[irene2025]

Hopping into Easter season already. This year has presented some challenges. Not ones that were not expected. There’s been alot pivots in my life over last two years.

Some days I wonder will I grieve the rest of my life for what things never were, could never be, and are truly ends.

Then there’s the new beginnings. As someone who can fall in the trap of codependency very easily, I second guess a lot. I’m a little more cynical than I used to be. I’m a little more anxious about next steps. And, I easily fall into patterns that don’t serve me well.

Sound familiar? How do I handle it?

I give myself grace. I remind myself each moment passes. Make the best decisions you can. Look to the future with optimism. Take care of my own needs first.

[altades]

betrayal

[fallenstar1996-blog]

The Count of 3 (Poem)

3.

That’s how many times I’ve gotten so

upset

I’ve reverted back and to slicing open

my own skin

in a desperate attempt

to soothe the disregulation

inside

2.

That’s how many times

I’ve cried myself to sleep this week

trying to delude myself to belief

that your behavior isn’t a reflection

of me

but of some neuropathway

in your brain

long ingrained

making you incapable of love.

or at least the type I need.

I how I wish I didn’t need it

This back and forth dance

You’re hot, and you’re cold.

You love me, then you vanish into thin air. 

Where do you go - when you disappear?

Oh how I wish you could take me there.

But you don’t.

I accommodate

and collaborate

cooperate

myself into little pieces

to make the burden lighter on you.

You love me, but you don’t budge a bit.

Do you even know what love is?

I guess this is why

You shouldn’t meet your heroes.

1.

Is the amount of chances

I’m always willing to give

Because what is love

If not to allow the landscape of your soul to be changed?

And what a powerful catalyst of transformation

Then to be burned

To be pulled to pieces

By the hand of which you adore.

And we’ve discussed the reasons why

Your bipolar disorder, your trauma, your adhd

you’re a poet, you’re a genius, you just need space to be

And theory has it

If I release my grip

You’ll find your way back to me.

And when you come back

with glistening eyes, soft hands, and thin apologies

a portrait of the things I’ve missed

In the flesh, here again, leaning in for a kiss

It’s almost like I’ll forget

The fading cuts on my wrists

And the agony of all of this.

Slipping away… on the count of 3.

[pandebunuelo]

revived!cocoapowder au in which chara has the constitution of a sick victorian child (poisoning) and clover has chronic fatigue (body without a soul) so they mostly stay indoors and try to fend off each other's worst symptoms simply by being there. they cuddle a lot and tend to sneak off into each other's beds to sleep together. they can't rest well without the other nearby.

revived!cocoapowder who got too used to speaking out loud and not be heard so now their brain-to-mouth filter is GONE. they get into a lot of trouble for saying shit. later on when they get their own cellphones they counter it by spamming each other all the time.

revived!cocoapowder in which they still feel whatever the hell was connecting them to frisk, so they can sort of communicate/predict whatever the other is about to say or do without saying a word. if anybody interrupts them while doing it or points it out they get self-conscious (chara) and embarrassed about it (clover) lmao

revived!cocoapowder in good days they make an united effort to go outside. they're both nerds so they enjoy going to museums and libraries. sometimes chara let's themself be dragged to a park. sometimes it's clover with escape rooms. these are totally dates. they both deny it.

revived!cocoapowder who can barely stay out of each other's reach. they are just way too used to the other presence and somebody who gets it. they do not like to be apart, deep down they're afraid the moment they look away the other will disappear. wherever chara is, clover is nearby. the same goes for clover. theyre a package deal

[thefriendoforatioisdead]

I really love the fact that Pin and Anin are equally unhealthily obsessed with each other. Like yes, Pin is very obvious about it with her little shrine, and sleeping with a picture of her totally platonic best-friend when she's away...But on the other hand, Anin received ONE extremely vague later that might potentially hint to the idea that some men are beginning to flirt with Pin and miss girl was already jumping on the plane back to Thailand

[realmothchu]

why ship * when prongsfoot is right there and so fucking good

[dykekarkat]

jeaneil

[vvitchllng]

In the Matron’s realm, Laudna’s string of fate glowed with life when tied to Imogen. Now in the mortal realm, their souls have been intertwined forever, sharing a life, together until whatever comes next.

[irene2025]

I read somewhere this week, if you cannot detach from someone completely learn to “hang loose.”

That sang a song to my heart and hit chords deep in my being.

As part of my journey in letting go and allowing things to be what they are, I have purposed myself to look in the windshield of my life and not the rear view mirror.

That is one of my many purposes of my life moving forward.

Life after divorce is filled with “I haven’t done that in a long time” moments. This week was a double date to a concert and a dive bar in our area to try their very bragged on burgers! Oh was it fun and full of smiles and giggles.

And, through pictures, texts, phone calls from my adult children, friends and coworkers a reminder life goes on. Maybe not our in original plan but it moves on.

[voidcat]

Also I think even in a non canon compliant universe- like any every au- regardless of the world and the dynamics; mc and caleb would always have that same dynamic. “Lab rats” who were side by side and dependent on one another or not. Be it an intentional explosion at their house that day or purely an accident. Fantasy, sci fi, mythical…

They’re drawn to each other, they’re tied to one another- be it that crimson red string or something piercing through their hearts that connect them together. Be it the old tale of humans once having four+four set of limbs then split in the middle so they seek out their soulmate forever

Love in various forms be it storge, pragma, philia, ludus or eros— it doesn’t matter what kind or how we see it, how they see it how the world ends

Because from the very beginning they were doomed to be like that forever, their closest confidants, the accomplice of bearing any and every sin one commits, to carry each others burden, to relieve each other of any pain or suffering, to love, to protect, to take care, to consume, to be willing and to be selfish

Souls intervening and fragments so tangled up in each others that separating them is like separating a tree from the soil- you cannot do without harming the branches nor the order of the soil and its contents.

It’s all painted in their actions, in the mimics and words they use, things they refuse to speak into existence. How well they mirror one another and bring out from each other the highest and lowest, there is a cage, their is a leash and there is an illusion of freedom for sure but there is will too— and regardless of what they say, they both play into it together, like they always did, dancing around and with each other with perfect unison, with their souls bare, teeth clashing and ready to accept their impending doom held so gently in the hands of their beloved, the missing piece to their full puzzle that is themselves.

[boxofwaspss]

and then they kiss

[hauntted-idv]

the past day has been bloody!!!!!!!!

Damilo and Bazil ( @v0idprince's lovely fella💥) being silly and definitely not causing trouble around the manor.. Nope