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My family is still staying in half of the church that wasn’t affected by the bombing because there is nowhere else to stay other than tents. They are limited to one small meal a day and one shower a week. They are sleeping on the floors, but no one can sleep since there is bombing everywhere around them. Even when there is no bombing, they can still hear the loud buzzing sound of the military planes above them, which would keep anyone who hears it awake. Along with everything, My grandma has diabetes and osteoporosis, so she can’t walk. She has to take her insulin medication along with many others; however, she has run out of many of her medications.” Am on my knees requesting for donation. Target $950

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My father, arguably, abused me because he has anxiety. It made it nearly impossible for him to regulate his anger when things got even slightly out of control, and he did and said a lot of horrible things while mid-panic attack.

I'm gonna go ahead and call that "Anxiety Abuse". Everyone with anxiety could do that to me, so I think it's fair for me to say people with anxiety are dangerous across the board. They all have the potential to abuse me because of the way they're hardwired, because of the way their brains worked. They're not the same as me. They're less than human. They're scary.

Now, my dad's been in therapy and on meds for anxiety for years, been working very, very hard at it since I can remember. He still has anxiety and shows symptoms sometimes, but he doesn't abuse me any more.

But, y'know what? He's still evil. Everyone with anxiety is still evil. They could hurt me, so it's only fair that I assume each and every one of them will hurt me, and treat them accordingly. If people with anxiety or people with friends with anxiety challenge me on this belief, it's because they are either also evil or are trapped in an abusive relationship. It's my job to inform everyone who knows anyone with anxiety of this so that they can get themselves to safety, so that everyone with anxiety can have no one in the world, so that they are alone, so that they have no support, because that makes me feel a little safer.

Does this sound fucking ridiculous? It's because it is. Narcissistic Personality Disorder is a disorder, like any other, that can cause distressing behaviour and that people can recover from. If you choose to treat Narcissists as inherently evil, you are actively preventing that recovery.

She shouldn't have had to cry in my arms for forty minutes- fearing for my life. Fearful for what you would do.

All I wanted was peace. Why do those that we care about have to suffer? What gratification do you gain from this?

You've tied my hands, I have no other choice. I pray that the outcome is sufficient enough for the both of us.

I gave my soapbox speech about how weight loss is mostly bullshit to two different patients in a row yesterday and so help me I’m pretty sure one of these days someone is going to say “but SURELY you agree I’d be HEALTHIER if I lost weight!” bc you can see the disbelief in their eyes. And like. Sure, maybe! You might see some improvement in biomarkers like LDL and A1c, and your knees would probably feel better. But you would be amazed at how much more good you can do for yourself by focusing on things you can actually meaningfully change without resorting to making yourself miserable. Eat more fresh fruits and vegetables—it’s hard bc they’re more difficult to prepare and more expensive per calorie and go bad faster than other foods, but they’re what we evolved eating the most of so they’re what our bodies need the most of. And walk around more; sure, cardio is great for you, but if it sucks so bad you don’t do it, it isn’t doing shit for you. And we evolved to walk very very long distances, a little bit at a time, so our bodies respond actually very well to adding walks into our schedules, which is vastly easier than adding workouts that are frankly designed to be punishing when the definition of punishing is “makes you less likely to do it again in the future.”

You get one life. It is shorter than you can begin to imagine. Don’t waste it hating yourself because somebody is going to make money off that self-hatred. You deserve better than to be a cash cow for billionaires who pay aestheticians and dermatologists to make them (or at least their trophy wives) look thin and beautiful no matter what they actually do.

We always talk about how autistic adults are adults, and that's true. but shoutout to the autistics that :

age regress

pet regress

don't feel human

are age stunted by trauma

who feel like a teen/child for whatever reason

who want to be a child again

age sliders in a system

littles in a system

middles in a system

Mom

If there was something that annoyed me greatly in my childhood,

It would be all the little boys and girls– That would cry out for their mothers

Their shrieks and wailing. It made my head ache

No, I'm nothing like those children

I don't need a mother, I don't need her at all

I've grown stronger, becoming an adult more quickly than others

She looks at me with foggy eyes, they are unable to comfort

I hate her, I can't bear to look into her eyes devoid of love

She doesn't say anything, only sighs, and I immediately know what she means

I pity her, I'm okay with her leaving a child she didn't want.

She holds a knife, slowly cutting into the board

I loathe her, I wish she'd step out of my life– let me breathe

She leaves the room, and it's like she was never there. I'm left with an open wound

I miss her. I yearn for her touch, no matter how forced it felt

“Mom, where did you go?” I ask

“Mom, come back!” I cry out.

“Mom, hold me!” I yell.

“Mom, tell me I'm still your little girl,” I beg.

Mom, you really are a cruel and tragic woman

How dare you give birth to a child and walk away

How dare you leave me all alone in this world

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