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depression tips™
shower. not a bath, a shower. use water as hot or cold as u like. u dont even need to wash. just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. sit on the floor if you gotta.
moisturize everything. use whatever lotion u like. unscented? dollar store lotion? fancy ass 48 hour lotion that makes u smell like a field of wildflowers? use whatever you want, and use it all over.
put on clean, comfortable clothes.
put on ur favorite underwear. cute black lacy panties? those ridiculous boxers u bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? put em on.
drink cold water. use ice. if u want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.
clean something. doesn’t have to be anything big. organize one drawer of ur desk. wash five dirty dishes. do a load of laundry. scrub the bathroom sink.
blast music. listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.
make food. don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. take the time and make food. even if it’s ramen. add something special to it, like a hard boiled egg or some veggies. prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something.
make something. write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. even if you don’t think you’re good at it.
go outside. take a walk. sit in the grass. look at the clouds. smell flowers. put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.
call someone. call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. talk to a stranger on the street. have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. if you can’t, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. even if you don’t say much, listen to them.
cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them. take pictures of them. talk to them. tell them how u feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out.
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if you’re reading this i hope you find the strength to get through whatever it is that’s causing you so much trouble or pain at the moment
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Concept: falling in love with someone who is falling in love with you
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how to make someone’s heart flutter :
- play with their hair - dream about the future together - watch the sunrise with them - surprise them with gifts - message them good night - hug them - kiss them a lot - give them nicknames - let them sleep on your lap
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this shit is too real
the fucked up stuff that we go through when it comes to sex and how we are socialized to accept our own bodies as depositories for other people is so fucked.
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Love
When we talk, it feels as if your hands wrap around my heart, calming it and bringing safety.
Even the most meaningless conversations mean so much to me, simply because it's another thing we share together.
Your presence calms my anxiety and fights my sorrow, even from so far away.
You're everything I've ever needed in a human.
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PLEASE HELP MY BEST FRIEND PLEASE
https://www.gofundme.com/9x3vu-help-us-get-back-on-our-feet EVERY DOLLAR HELPS
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NOBODY SHOULD FEEL AFRAID TO LIVE IN THIS WORLD. NOBODY! I’M SO FUCKINGH SICK OF PEOPLE I CARE ABOUT BEING AFRAID FOR REASONS THAT SHOULDN’T EXIST.
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Him
I wonder if he talks about me to his friends... if so, what does he tell them?
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I fall apart subtly. It’s not loud. It’s bags under my eyes, and meals skipped. It’s not laughing at my favorite shows, not singing along to my favorite songs. It’s subtle, but oh my god, it is real and right now I’m in a million pieces.
philosophically-poetic, will you hold me tight? (via wnq-writers)
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I want to drink, I want to smoke, I want to do every fucking drug in the world, I want to party until I can’t think anymore, I want to go numb again because clearly darling, I just don’t give a damn anymore.
(via elitereality)
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Due to recent developments in politics I am now pissed and so I channeled my hate for this dystopian political hellscape productively and made a storefront to raise money for the Transgender Law Center, which will probably have to deal with the fallout of all this fuckery and will need all the money they can get to deal with this bullshit.
I’m a transgender man who makes t-shirts for charity. If you want to support my work, please consider visiting my store and reblogging this post. Every small bit helps. If you have an idea for a design you would like to see made, feel free to send me an Ask.
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Child therapy - but reverse.
I can safely say that not everyone enjoys the company of children, but you can't deny how incredibly precious and uplifting they can be. So what about a pen-pal system where children can write to teenagers/young adults with depression, and they can send letters back and forth. Can you imagine? You've had a long day and you're drained, and you stumble to the letterbox. You find a bright blue envelope with sparkly stickers all over it and smile, because you know that when you open the letter, a child's colourful and excited writing will happily greet you, tell stories of the week, and wish you well in the purest and most innocent way. Imagine unfolding a photo of a scruffy kid clutching their pet dog with a toothy grin and just feeling so happy bc this small human being gives off such a joyful light, even in a photo. Gosh I really want this.
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