#good mindset

[ae-cha08]

[project-discipline-2024]

Week Two!

14 days have already passed, and time is swiftly flying by. Nevertheless, I managed to face the stresses of 2024 with calm resolve.

I realized the importance of focusing on solving problems rather than dwelling on them, as fixating on the problem itself can lead to more issues. In the second week, I concentrated on finding solutions to the challenges in front of me. Dealing with my mom, who tends to be confrontational and hurtful with words, became a priority. I focused on strategies to limit her behavior, recognizing the need to put a stop to it as it affects not just me but the entire family. I prayed for guidance, believing that answers can come through people. My boyfriend advised me to be the bigger person in such situations, emphasizing that I can control my actions and decisions even if I can't control others. I faced financial troubles before the weekend, but thankfully, I had enough money to cover the issue. I am grateful to have calmly navigated through this problem, trusting that I will receive abundance in return.

I successfully completed the requirements for the tour I'm planning this first quarter. Whatever awaits me, I will accept it wholeheartedly, especially since visiting that dream country means a lot to me. I hope and pray for the best.

I want to express my gratitude for my sweet and loving boyfriend. I'll never forget how he surprised me with milk tea – a gesture I had dreamt of. I never asked for it, but he did it unexpectedly, making me melt with joy. I feel blessed to have a loving, caring, and sweet partner. I'm thankful for past relationships because they led me to him. To my Don, my love – finding a man like him is rare, and I'm grateful for this blessing. Yesterday, he made an extra effort to meet halfway for a date. Thank you for going the extra mile to make me happy, feel loved, and heard. I appreciate your efforts to guide me to become a better person. Our trips are always fun because they are with you, and I cherish every moment with you, mahal ko. My love for you grows every day.

As for my health, I'm trying to gain weight as I look like a skeleton already. I think it's working fine because my boyfriend noticed a difference in me but he couldn't figure out. I also tried the HIIT exercise, which focuses on interval training exercises. It incorporates several rounds that alternate between several minutes of high-intensity movements to significantly increase the heart rate, followed by short periods of lower-intensity movements. After that, my entire body was sore, But I wanted to continue with this training as I needed to prepare my body for the upcoming adventure with my beloved boyfriend.

Looking forward to what the third week has in store, I'm now hopeful, and my zeal is back.

[straightlightyagami]

u ever see someone with extremely fucked up views (or actions) and think wowww if a couple of things in my life went the tiniest bit differently that would have been me

[ixoren]

the blood orange string of fate

[kingofmyborrowedheart]

The thing that is striking me the most about this album is just how messy and human it is. She’s not holding anything back or trying to appear one way or another. She’s just letting it all out regardless of what anyone might say. She found that trying to be polished and keep all the ugly, imperfect, human stuff in to be stifling and just said fuck it I need to do this for me. This album was an exorcism for her.

[free-my-mindd]

[stuckinapril]

don't stress about that opportunity that fell through or that friend you lost or that thing you really want to happen but isn't. as long as you keep your chin up and try try try again, better things will replace your losses. i'm looking at my life rn and actually marveling at how every single thing i stressed about, whether it be an opportunity or a person, got supplanted w another thing that is so much better. it really is true that loss makes space for better things. these days i don't get sad when something doesn't work out. i get excited that i'm now open to so many other possibilities out there, so long as i actively seek them. you never lack. you just transition.

[mindfulnessministry]

[throughtheeyesofmeblog]

[starry-bi-sky]

this just in: danny fenton is just as much of a mask as Brucie Wayne? - another danyal al ghul au

Turns out, being placed in a civilian family who have no knowledge of your background is actually detrimental to the health and development of a child assassin due to lack of proper support! Surrounded by strangers in a foreign city, Danyal Al Ghul does as assassins do best. He hides. Espionage is one of many teachings one learns in the League, and it only takes half a day for Danyal to construct a new persona to hide behind: Daniel Fenton.

By the time dinner rolls around, Danyal al Ghul is safely and securely tucked behind the face of Danny Fenton; brand new adoptive child of the Fenton family who came from overseas. A shy, quiet little boy with a thick accent and curly hair, with brown skin and blue eyes, and an avid interest in the stars. The best fictions are always cobbled together in a little bit of truth, it's some of the only truth he ever lets through. He apologizes in a meek voice for his behavior early, he didn't mean to be rude, and he watches the three of them eat it up with coos.

Lies roll like silk against his lips, he struggles to meet their eyes and offers them his weakest, shyest smile. It's too easy. It's easy to go from there.

Danny Fenton, adoptive son, shy and awkward and unconfident but friendly. Who struggles in his classes and isn't the brightest, but tries his hardest. He makes bad jokes and has a quick tongue and a sarcastic mouth. He wants to be an astronaut. He's got the best aim in school, and is a terrifying dodgeball player. He's one of the least athletic kids in his grade.

It's like playing two truths and a lie, but there's only one truth, and the rest are lies. It's easy to pretend when he knows it's insincere.

Danyal Al Ghul, grandson to the Demon Head. Deadly, trained assassin. Has spilled blood, has had blood spilt from. Environmentalist, animal activist. He loves the stars. He owns a calligraphy set. A sharp tongue, an even sharper blade. He's clever, quick-witted, he would be top of his grade if he tried harder. He purposely doesn't.

He misses his family. He misses his mother, and he misses his brother. Mother visits a few times a year, so few times that he can count it on both hands. He cherishes every visit, as brief as they are. It helps remind him who he is.

Sam and Tucker are Danny's best friends. They've never met Danyal, but Danyal's met them.

It becomes routine to become Danny Fenton. As familiar and as easy as pulling on a shirt in the morning. Danyal wakes up and is always first to the bathroom in the mornings; stares at himself in the mirror until he can finally see Danny staring back at him. At night, he locks his door and sheds the mask.

Dying throws a wrench in his mask; splits a crack straight through the porcelain. He's able to smooth it over with sandpaper and liquid gold, but it's a little hard keeping his ghost form under wraps. It instinctively wants to shift to show his true self. Danyal can't have that, he's spent four years as Danny Fenton, he'll spend another four as him as well. Even if the feeling of the hazmat suit in his ghost form feels restrictive, like a too-small shirt suctioned to his skin that needs to be peeled off.

He'll live. Er-- well, you know what he means. It's frustrating however, trying to keep his Danny Fenton mask up even as Phantom - fighting in the air is something he needs to get used to, and the sudden propping of powers throws him off. But he is nothing if not adaptive, and he hates that he needs to slow his own skills down in order to keep pretenses up in front of Sam and Tucker.

The first time Danyal summons a sword when he's alone, is one of the few times Danyal gets to grin instead of Danny. He's fighting Skulker, and from an invisible hilt he draws a katana from thin air. It startles them both. Skulker takes a step back at the smile that spreads across his face.

They're both silent as Danyal examines his new sword.

"Do you know what people like me do to people like you, poacher?" Danyal finally asks him, the accent he began to hide a few months in slipping through. He drops all pretense, dragging the flat end of the blade slow and appreciatively against his palm. It's a good make, and when he cuts it through the air, it slices through like butter. He looks up at Skulker with a smile; "are you ready to find out?"

When Sam and Tucker ask about why Skulker seems so skittish around Danny now, Danny shrugs at them and says with a playful smile; "I don't know, I guess I kicked his butt too hard after our last fight." and he watches as Sam rolls her eyes exasperatedly, and Tucker snickers with his own joke.

By the time he reunites with Damian before their 15th birthday, Danyal is buried beneath so many layers of Danny Fenton that his brother will need a shovel to dig him out. He's not sure what he'll find.

[ae-cha08]

Be grateful when things are going your way. Be graceful when they are not.

[project-discipline-2024]

Good Bye, 2023!

2022 has been a very tough year for me, but I believe those experiences had to happen to unfold the best to come, and indeed, 2023 was a year I will always remember in this life. It has brought clarity and blessings to my life, and it’s definitely an answer to all the whys of the past year.

Looking back at the beginning of 2023, it was a year full of lessons and memories that I’ll cherish for life. Here are the highlights of my year:

I started the year by living independently in Manila. It was sad at first because I only had myself to depend on, but I sure learned to be independent and accountable for the decisions I had to make. This is where I felt like I was officially an adult because I had to think about my finances, food, and shelter. It was a wonderful experience for me, and I was so at peace with myself during those times. If I had to do it again, I would definitely do it without hesitation.

Hiked to my dream Mountain - I feel most like myself when I’m with nature. It was a wonderful opportunity to be able to hike my favorite mountain in Luzon for the second time. The first time was amazing, but we were caught during heavy rain and there was no clearing. The second time around, like they say, is sweeter, and we were given such a wonderful chance to see the majestic “Sea of Clouds”. Oh! There’s a catch on this adventure. It was memorable because I went hiking with strangers. It was a fun hike, and we were inseparable. The bond formed at DENR until dinner because we stayed in one homestay together. The funny thing is we didn’t know each other’s names until we got back to the ranger's station. It was a wonderful hike with fellow strangers, haha! I can still remember how magnificent the view was and how breathtaking it was. It was a dream come true, and I’m grateful to God for allowing me to see His wonderful creation. Before 2023 ended, I had the opportunity to hike again with my boyfriend. It was memorable since it was our first hike together, and what made it even more special was that we were able to hike two mountains in one day. Though it was a short experience, it was very memorable for me. My boyfriend was very supportive even though I was always short of breath as we ascended. Hahaha!

Traveled internationally again - I also had a chance to travel internationally. It was unplanned, but these kinds of trips do happen because they are unplanned, hahaha! On this journey, I got to eat an authentic PHO, which is now my favorite food. I always crave the soup! Again, memorable. I traveled with friends whom I barely saw or hung out with, but from that exact moment, we deepened our connection, and now we have travel plans for 2024.

Met my Future Husband - I guess from the very first time Don and I talked, I knew that he would become important to me. Before I met him, I sincerely prayed to God to allow me to meet the man whom I’m going to spend my whole life with. I kind of mentioned some qualities and traits that I wish to see in a man. So while Don and I dated, all of the specific features asked from God were slowly unfolding in him. He was kind, God-fearing, sweet, loving, and caring, and he has the purest of heart, and that made me fall in love with him even more. I enjoyed all of the adventures we went on. It was also an amazing experience to meet his family and friends, whom I felt very welcomed.

I reunited with my entire family after a year; it's been that long since my dad came home from Saudi. While I've become accustomed to our usual setup, this time together was truly enjoyable. The separation from my dad was emotional, and seeing him again brought tears of joy. During this reunion, I took the opportunity to introduce them to my boyfriend, and I'm grateful that they accepted and loved him. My family's support means a lot to me. In addition to these wonderful moments, my twin got engaged! I'm thrilled for her as she embarks on her married life.

Inspired to do two jobs while fulfilling my duties to God - I was inspired by my very hardworking boyfriend to do multiple jobs. I was so amazed by how he was able to provide for his family and save for his dreams. I was really amazed at how determined he was to do everything to fulfill his dreams even though it would cost him his energy and time to experience life. But I can see that he is enjoying his life right now, he is just too tired to enjoy due to his work situation. So! Yes, I was inspired to do the same thing, and I benefited from it. I was able to save money in a short period. It was really tiring, but it was sure worth it.

To my boyfriend, whom I genuinely love, thank you so much, Mahal, for the wonderful 2023. Most of my amazing memories are adventures with you. I hope we can collect and save more this year. Thank you for all the kindness and understanding you showed me and my family. Thank you for inspiring me to be better, as I mentioned at the beginning of this essay. 2023 brought me clarity on what I should focus on, and you were the reason why everything is clear to me and where I want to go. Thank you for bringing out the best in me and accepting my flaws. Thank you for your undying support; I will be right here for you, supporting you every step of the way. May all of your dreams come true this year; with God’s grace, nothing is impossible.

I wanted to focus on my goals: (1)Move into the house I bought for my family. (2)Get a good job offer abroad. In Canada, to be exact, with the love of my life. (3) Build a healthy lifestyle to be ready for what lies ahead. My body needs to be stronger because we are aging. 30 is waving. :D

2023 was a wild ride, and without God, I’m sure I wouldn’t make it out alive. Thanks to Him for His guidance and abundant blessings; whenever I ask for something, He genuinely gives. God gives to those who follow obediently. This 2024, I hope will be a fruitful year full of happy memories. I know life will be harder this year, but my promise to God is no matter what happens, I will endlessly glorify and fulfill my duties to Him. Though the first week was already tough, I believe there is more to unfold. I’m ready for you, 2024. :)

[venuslilgirl]

I am worthy of all the good things that are happening to me

[feminineenergylife]

All of my basic necessities are met. Thank you God. I am so grateful ❀

I have:

Food to eat

Clean water

Peaceful, safe environment

A roof over my head

A comfy bed

Clean clothes to wear

Free Oxygen to breathe

Free Sunlight for health

Be grateful for what you already have to attract more things to be grateful for ❀

More Daily Gratitude Affirmations ❀

[inkskinned]

you were raised in comparison.

it wasn't always obvious (well. except for the times that it was), but you internalized it young. you had to eat what you didn't like, other people are going hungry, and you should be grateful. you had to suck it up and walk on the twisted ankle, it wasn't broken, you were just being a baby. you were never actually suffering, people obviously had it worse than you did.

you had a roof over your head - imagine! with the way you behaved, with how you talked back to your parents? you're lucky they didn't kick you out on your ass. they had friends who had to deal with that. hell, you have friends who had to deal with that. and how dare you imply your father isn't there for you - just because he doesn't ever actually talk to you and just because he's completely emotionally checked out of your life doesn't mean you're not fucking lucky. think about your cousins, who don't even get to speak to their dad. so what if yours has a mean streak; is aggressive and rude. at least you have a father to be rude to you.

you really think you're hurting? you were raised in a home! you had access to clean water! you never so much as came close to experiencing a real problem. sure, okay. you have this "mental illness" thing, but teenagers are always depressed, right. it's a phase, you'll move on with your life.

what do you mean you feel burnt out at work. what do you mean you mean you never "formed healthy coping mechanisms?" we raised you better than that. you were supposed to just shoulder through things. to hold yourself to high expectations. "burning out" is for people with real jobs and real stress. burnout is for people who have sick kids and people who have high-paying jobs and people who are actually experiencing something difficult. recently you almost cried because you couldn't find your fucking car keys. you just have lost your sense of gratitude, and honestly, we're kind of hurt. we tell you we love you, isn't that enough? if you want us to stick around, you need to be better about proving it. you need to shut up about how your mental health is ruined.

it could be worse! what if you were actually experiencing executive dysfunction. if you were really actually sick, would you even be able to look at things on the internet about it? you just spend too much time on webMD. you just like to freak yourself out and feel like you belong to something. you just like playing the victim. this is always how you have been - you've always been so fucking dramatic. you have no idea how good you have it - you're too fucking sensitive.

you were like, maybe too good of a kid. unwilling to make a real fuss. and the whole time - the little points, the little validations - they went unnoticed. it isn't that you were looking for love, specifically - more like you'd just wanted any one person to actually listen. that was all you'd really need. you just needed to be witnessed. it wasn't that you couldn't withstand the burden, but you did want to know that anyone was watching. these days, you are so accustomed to the idea of comparison - you don't even think you belong in your own communities. someone always fits better than you do. you're always the outlier. they made these places safe, and then you go in, and you are just not... quite the same way that would actually-fit.

you watch the little white ocean of your numbness lap at your ankles. the tide has been coming in for a while, you need to do something about it. what you want to do is take a nap. what you want to do is develop some kind of time machine - it's not like you want your life to stop, not completely, but it would really nice if you could just get everything to freeze, just for a little while, just until you're finished resting. but at least you're not the worst you've been. at least you have anything. you're so fucking lucky. do you have any concept of the amount of global suffering?

a little ant dies at the side of your kitchen sink. you look at its strange chitinous body and think - if you could just somehow convince yourself it is enough, it will finally be enough and you can be happy. no changes will have to be made. you just need to remember what you could lose. what is still precious to you.

you can't stop staring at the ant. you could be an ant instead of a person, that is how lucky you are. it's just - you didn't know the name of the ant, did you. it's just - ants spend their whole life working, and never complain. never pull the car over to weep.

it's just - when it died, it curled up into a tight little ball.

something kind of uncomfortable: you do that when you sleep.

[daisywords]

writing is so silly because you have to maintain the understanding that you're not more specialer than anyone else and your work needs improvement and you have more to learn. but also you have to fully believe that your stuff is amazing. mindblowing. masterpiece the likes of which no one has ever seen before. you really have to hold these contradictory beliefs next to each other and force them to play nice. it's like shoving your shoulder angel and devil into a "get-along shirt." It doesn't make any sense. But if you don't, you're not going to get anywhere

You have to pursue what your writing Could Be with dogged determination while unflinchingly perceiving what it Actually Is. You have to accept that you're not more deserving or likely to succeed than any other writer, but you also have to love and honor and cling to your own specific mad genius because no one else is going to do it for you. Writing is really hard and it's also really worth it.