*Me taking care of myself and actually listening to my body's basic needs* Wow I actually feel great"
My mental illnesses and unhealthy habits:
“I don’t hate you. I’m not mad at you. In fact, I hardly feel anything at all. Some days are better, the days with friends and family when all there is to do is celebrate life in all it’s splendor. But on other days, those quiet, lonely days, the hole in the chamber of my heart where you once lived, feels bigger, deeper, the chill of the winds of the spring rains blows right through it. I’m not saying that I feel incomplete, because even before you came into me I never felt whole, But that place in my heart that you filled is empty now, and all I feel is hollow and cold.”
— more passing thoughts of you (5/17/17), thekaijusleeps
I would like to get to know you. I would like to talk to you every day. I would like to know about your interests and hobbies. I would like to know everything about you. I would like to know you. I would like to be friends with you. I would like to be with you.
I would like // 12:26am (via heavenlythoughts)
“The moment I graduate after the hellish exams I attend another school, its name is Society.”
— Adult Child || Bangtan
just because a love is temporary doesn’t mean it wasn’t real. sometimes love ends, sometimes love fades. you can’t always determine the course that it takes. you aren’t wasting your time; you’re just counting down the days until you meet the person with a love that finally stays.
— alhwrites
“Guilt is pointless, and is not the same as regret. Regret is the feeling that tells us we are sorry for what we did and do not wish to do it again. Guilt is the feeling that indicts us for it, and never lets us redeem ourselves no matter what we do. Regret is empowering, guilt is paralyzing. Fear is pointless, and it is not the same as caution. Caution is the feeling that tells us we would benefit from looking both ways before stepping off the curb. Fear is the feeling that won’t let us step off the curb at all. Caution is empowering, fear is paralyzing.”
— Neale Donald Walsch
One of the things that I really hate is that people don’t understand that survivors act differently and respond to their traumas in different ways.
I’m a survivor of csa and so is my friend. Her trauma made her extremely hypersexual while I could literally cry if someone even touched me.
My bf is a survivor of csa, I can talk for hours about my trauma if I felt safe enough while he NEVER brings it up.
A friend of mine is a survivor of emotional abuse and so am I. Her trauma made her angry while mine made me soft and defenseless.
My bf remembers every little detail about his trauma, while I repressed most of my childhood and traumas.
There’s no special “criteria” that you should fill in order to be a “valid” survivor, and there’s no specific way you should act if you were abused.
People respond to their traumas differently and it’s okay, your abuse is STILL valid no matter how you respond to it.
I hate the “get out of your comfort zone” sentiment because firstly fuck you for assuming everyone has a comfort zone, it’s an idea created in comfortable and privileged environment and cannot apply to survival type lives, I am trying to keep myself in the zone of “discomfort I can survive” and only other zone I can go to is “discomfort that will make me suicidal in 10 seconds or less” and i’m not risking my life for that shit, secondly it’s implying that already overwhelmed people don’t have the right to feel comfortable, and if they work towards feeling comfortable they’re doing the wrong thing, and it’s been enough of that, all of you, every person on this planet has the right to feel comfortable, and should work towards that first, and god knows if i ever find a place i feel comfortable in i will never ever leave
Abusive parents make sure their children always act like everything’s okay. That’s one of the first things you learn there: don’t let the neighbours hear you scream, don’t cry in public, don’t show your marks from being beaten to anyone, don’t talk about things that go on at home, show that you’re okay, don’t be a weakling, don’t let people get the ‘wrong’ idea. You learn that 'acting’ okay and making sure nothing is suspicious about your appearance comes way before your needs or your well being; keeping the family’s secrets is imposed on you before you even know what’s being asked of you.
There’s almost unspoken rule to not ask for help; in fact if you do, you’ll be punished, so asking for help will feel as the same thing as asking for pain and humiliation, something highly inadvisable to do. So on top like feeling that most of the abuse is your fault just because you never said anything or showed symptoms, you learn not to ask for help, ever. The mere thought is humiliating and like you’re making yourself weak and a target for bullying, even when it would be okay, even preferable for anyone else to ask for help in the same situation.
It’s not your fault if you can’t ask for help. If pretense of normalcy was ingrained into your mind since you were a kid, that’s not something you can fight. Trauma conditioning is powerful and it created a real barrier between you and anyone who could possibly help, just to keep you abused in secrecy, to make sure you’re keeping it secret, isolated and alone in it. This is not something you could have done to yourself, or chosen, it’s inflicted, and none of your responsibility.
Everything seems to be so hard. A blog about feelings, poetry, mental health and past trauma experiences and about living with it.
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