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Love is a matter of awareness and letting go of all trying
-Ien Chi
Nikita Gill, from Your Heart is the Sea: Poems; "Four Lies I Unlearned," originally published in 2018
“Don’t hold on to someone who’s leaving, otherwise you won’t meet the one who’s coming.”
— Carl Gustav Jung
“True friendship is when two friends can walk in opposite directions, yet remain side by side.”
— Josh Grayson, Sia
The only thing holding me together right now is the fact that I'm too tired to fall apart.
Places I'd like to visit
Sunrise in Kolukkumalai
Rajasthan
Bheemapalli tvm
Got solution to ur proble.
Cry every night
Take off that mask
N cry it out
And listen to the songs tht lift ur mood
Repeat this every night
And be bold n the cheerful girl u r the next day
If its emotional, then roll your eyes. Drink water to clear your lump in the throat. Distract yourself, try pressing your palms on each other. Press your tongue against the roof of your mouth or teeth.
Try smiling. I know it sounds weird. But still smiling for 10seconds with your biggest smile will instantly lighten up your mood.
If nothing works. Let it all out. Shedding some tears wont harm you or anyone. Its good to let the pressure go. You will feel good.
Anxiety! Is worse than depression
I think this is because anxiety doesn’t just affect your mood, it affects your physical body, especially your nervous system. When my anxiety gets severe, I can barely breathe. My breath is short. My whole body is tense, especially my chest and shoulders. My forehead feels like it is going to explode. My body sort of quits working. I can’t talk, I can’t think, I can’t process anything, I can’t even move. I don’t expect “normal” people to understand, but when I am THAT bad, I feel like I am going to die. My body is in panic mode and although I know there is no fire, my body doesn’t care. It sounds the alarms anyway. I don’t know how else to explain this to other people, but I seriously can’t function during those times. People always say things like “why didn’t you answer the phone or reply to my text?” The real answer is because I was literally checked out.
Everyone gets anxiety at times. In my opinion, what most people describe as anxiety is just stress. Chronic anxiety is like stress x 10000%.
I generally go into depression after weeks of high anxiety. It’s difficult to focus or get things done when I have anxiety. And as you can imagine, it is VERY exhausting walking around 24/7 feeling like that. Add to that insomnia. In my experience, depression is not really sadness. I either feel nothing at all or I feel a deep sense of shame for feeling nothing at all. I care a lot, then I care about nothing at all, then my body is like WTF get your shit together you worthless piece of shit! It’s a cycle. I think that I become numb because my body is worn out from trying to feel everything at once when I was in the anxiety phase. I feel nothing because the pleasure/pain response is turned off. I become a zombie. I think feeling nothing, although not ideal, is easier than feeling everything at once.
I can take care of myself
For tht I need to die first
Nd then reborn and recreate
All I want rn is to be left alone
“you are still learning. you are still changing. you are still growing. breathe. you will find your way.”
— Unknown
I don’t understand why everyone is so afraid of adult conversations. You don’t like me ? Tell me. You don’t wanna talk to me? Don’t ignore me. You’re mad at me ? Let me know . I’m wrong ? let’s talk. We don’t agree? Share ur viewpoints. It’s really not that hard.
“—I want to change: I want to stop fear’s subtle / guidance of my life—”
— Frank Bidart, from Half-light: Collected Poems; “California Plush” (via luthienne)
spotify, pinterest and tumblr;
the holy trinity
the mortifying ordeal of admitting you do want to be loved vs the mortifying ordeal of not wanting ppl to pity you or feel bad for u vs the mortifying ordeal of wanting to reciprocate affection but being useless vs the mortifying ordeal of being careless with others and actually feeling bad vs the mortifying ordeal of being perceived as vulnerable at all.
“I love you, that means I’m not just here for the pretty parts. I’m here no matter what.”
— Claudia Gray
Issue: When you talk, you're often asked, "What happened? Why are you sad? What's the reason?" But do you have exact answers for all of these questions? Most of the time, no.
Issue: Crying too much leaves you feeling exhausted—so much so that it weakens your body, making it difficult to even move.
And what does this lead to?
"Bottling up the emotions."
And what does bottling up emotions result in?
"Mental exhaustion."
With no solution, this condition spirals into:
"Impending doom."
And the deadly fallback solution?
"The end of everything "
I'm so happy tht I'm not crying now
Guessing the tablets indeed worked
I'm so scared of tht impending doom n how thts gonna affect me and the only immediate escape from this is death, something I'm not willing to voluntarily commit . Hence I'm scared what the depth of despair would drive me to do for my impatient nature and incessant urge to just be happy as always!!
1. developing your own passions, hobbies, and goals
2. If you’re feeling insecure or needing reassurance, communicate it calmly and constructively rather than seeking constant validation.
3. respect your personal boundaries. Boundaries protect your individuality
4. nurture relationships outside of your romantic one.
5. your worth isn’t dependent on your relationship status.
6. Each time you do something independently or handle an insecurity well, acknowledge it
7. Relationships take time to grow. Instead of trying to rush things, enjoy the journey, trust your connection
8. knowing your value make you less likely to seek constant validation.
“Don’t wait for things to get easier, simpler, better. Life will always be complicated. Learn to be happy right now. Otherwise, you’ll run out of time.”
— Unknown
“The most important thing in life is to stop saying ‘I wish’ and start saying ‘I will’. Consider nothing impossible, then treat possibilities as probabilities.”
— Charles Dickens
I felt like something was pushing down on my chest, almost choking me. I started shaking, curled up, and felt really scared.
Mental pleasure >>>
Sexual pleasure>>>
SOUL'S TREMOR
It’s back.
This time, it’s hitting harder.
By harder, I mean it urges aggression,
Violent and chaotic.
The soul within the soul fights to escape.
I lay myself down,
Let her take up the rod,
Hit the scrap out of me.
Smash my lungs,and
Purge what’s stored inside,
Things that evoke fear
Deep, suffocating fear.
It’s no longer patient.
The person I am now cares less,
So the girl in me turns violent,
Forcing that care to return
For my mental well-being.
Mental distress
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