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dailydiarynquotes · 4 months
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lovelyasteraceae · 1 year
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i would like to stop making realizations about my childhood now. i think i've learned enough, thanks.
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zee-rambles · 4 months
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Anatawa hitorjanai.
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it-wasnt-your-fault · 7 months
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It wasn’t your fault
It wasn’t your fault they treated you that way, it wasn’t your fault you accepted that treatment for so long, it wasn’t your fault you were taught abuse and neglect were what love is all about, it wasn’t your fault you thought it was all you deserved, it wasn’t your fault you fell for their fake charming character, it wasn’t your fault that you just wanted to be loved.
it wasn’t your fault
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dragonmermaidcrossing · 4 months
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wrengrif · 9 days
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As a Fandom...
Can we just normalize the fact that all of Hell and Heaven's denizens have some kind of mental/physical/both trauma?
Heaven has got brainwashing cult on lockdown and Hell is just the scene from some serial killers basement in every horror movie ever.
Both are horrible in their own way. Both have left scars on angels and demons. Both angels and demons have reacted to that trauma in very different ways.
So when I say this - and I say this with all due sincerity - can we please, please, stop wanting Crowley and Aziraphale to suffer worse than that for whatever their sins at the end of Season 2? Because either way you slice this melon of abusive behaviors, it's rotten all the way through. I don't want that for Crowley and I don't want that for Aziraphale.
I want them to get away from their equally shitty employers, and I don't want them to Hurt Anymore. I want their bad days to be like - they argued about whose turn it is to do the dishes. Or, one of them is sad because they're having a bad memory day but the other one is there to comfort them. I want Crowley and Aziraphale to get the chance to heal.
And frankly, I want that for everyone else in Heaven and Hell too.
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Except Hastur. And Sandalphon. OH and the Metatron. Fuck those guys.
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unwelcome-ozian · 21 days
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furiousgoldfish · 4 months
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I've been inactive lately, because I'm back at a bad place. It turns out that spending six months frozen in trauma affected me more severely than I would have liked. I'm bedridden, constantly in too much pain to do anything.
I've spent the first week of it in denial, believing that I will snap right out of it and be okay, but I can tell now that I'm going to be like this for a while. Even just getting up to eat something is now too complicated, the struggle of the day is just getting some food in me.
I'm trying to accept this and be okay with it. If I need to spend several months in bed before I can move again, and for a while my achievements will be that I managed to spend a few minutes outside, then what's so wrong about that? I don't need to feel guilty. I don't want this, and I didn't choose this, and I hate that life is just going by while I lie down, unable to do anything, struggling to eat. I've been through this before and it's only ever when I feel better, that I realize how bad it really was, how I was struggling to breathe, how much time I spent wishing my stomach didn't hurt from hunger, unable to fix myself a meal.
Even just writing it down makes it more down to earth. In my mind I'm still struggling with the shame of being inactive, but the reality of it is that I'm in pain, it's not something to be persecuted for. Isn't it interesting how difficult it is to feel compassion towards yourself, when no one else has ever shown it to you? I bear no hatred towards myself, but my instincts still jump to persecution and judgment, just because it's the only thing I've ever experienced in such a state.
I know a lot of people have their symptoms worsen during the holiday season, re-living all of the seasonal trauma and feeling like their recovery is going backwards. I hope you all experience compassion and don't feel that judgment towards yourself any longer, because nobody deserves that. Nobody needs to be persecuted for struggling and staying inactive, it's not even a choice. There's not even a point in it, because it doesn't make the suffering end faster, it doesn't make the person get active more quickly, it makes the whole thing worse and longer. It's not a helpful sentiment, it's just hatred, wanting a person in pain to feel even worse. And nobody needs that on top of already suffering.
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redflagbreakfast · 1 year
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Introduction:
Buckle up, because this ride is going to be a doozy, and I already know it, and the story has just begun. I am constantly drawn to successful, handsome men who fall head over heels for me and do all the things I could dream of to win my affection in return. Sounds like a dream, right?
But hold on to your panties, ladies, because these guys aren’t your typical prince charmings. Nope, they’re narcissists. And guess what? Now I’m going dates with them on purpose! I don’t seek them out, they find me, and rather than immediately, turning down, I simply stick around long enough to journal about the red flags.
Now, some of you may be thinking, “Why the hell would someone willingly subject themselves to dating a narcissist?” Well, friends, let me tell you – it’s all for the sake of education, entertainment and training purposes only.
You see, I, like many women out there, have been taken advantage of by narcissistic men in the past. But instead of wallowing in self-pity and bitterness, I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands. I’m dating these men as a social experiment to learn their ways, document the red flags as they happen, and ultimately teach women how to be in control. I mean…what could possibly go wrong?
I will be writing this journal in real time, and sharing past stories of my spectacular dating failures along the way. So obviously, I don’t even know how this ends. Maybe it’s a journal of my ultimate demise, maybe I fall prey to one of these men, or even worse, fall in love because I am not as tuned in as I think I am. But, I doubt it, Fuck, I eat red flags for breakfast.
And let me tell you, the red flags are already flying high…and it has only been a few short weeks. Love bombing, jealousy, and a sense of entitlement – these guys have it all. But I’m not one to back down from a challenge. As an entrepreneur who owns multiple companies in male dominated markets, I know a thing or two about taking charge.
So join me on this potentially haphazardness roller coaster. Let’s take a page out of these narcissist’s play books and learn how to be in control, no matter the situation. Who knows, you may even pick up a few dating tips along the way (but let’s be real, probably not from them).
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bl0omss · 5 months
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(this is for everyone but especially queer, LGBT+, trans, “cringy”, disabled, fat, BIPOC/BBIMP, otherwise marginalized and/or non “normative” communities, identities, and people. we love you all 💜. ~Nico)
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dailydiarynquotes · 4 months
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thefluoritebpd · 7 months
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The biggest BPD shock (also ASPD & psychosis) I've experienced was probably when I walked away from a 1,5-year-long friendship in which I constantly had fights, arguments, triggers and splits going off, threats thrown around, and at the time I walked away, I had another friendship formed with a different system. And suddenly, I was barely splitting, like once a month, maybe? When I did, I was met with affection and love, I was way more stable, could communicate better, didn't question every single second whether these people loved me or not, psychosis wasn't going off nearly as much as it used to, and my anger issues seemed to just disappear, leaving me questioning whether I had them in the first place.
And eventually, I found out that people with BPD are a mirror of their loved ones, and was like: "Wait, hold up- I WAS NOT THE PROBLEM THE ENTIRE TIME?!?!?!"
@the-soup-system
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zee-rambles · 1 year
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Once you start, it’s hard to stop.
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spectralensemble · 1 year
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To the part inside who is crying:
Everything's gonna be okay. I know it may feel like you're going to break and lose yourself, but that's not going to happen. And even if it does, all of us are here to put you back together again. You will be okay.
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