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roselasher · 4 years
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It's been a while since I've been on here. Suppose timing is everything. Why does that sound so cliche? Suppose it really is. Lately I'm not able to beat down the emotions that even I dont understand the purpose, reason, meaning to. I feel so overwhelmed and anxious. This also leads into the waves of emotions and bizarre dreams that are haunting my sleeping mind. I'm not disappointed with my personal life. I'm not lonely. I just feel sad.... I am happy with who I love and how I am loved. I worry though I'll be alone one day and it's my own fault. I believe in fortuna and having that steadfast faith has kept me positive. Positive affirmation must prevail. Oh dear universe dont let me down. From one restless and tired mind to the many thousands out here
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roselasher · 5 years
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Safety as a Coping Mechanism
Trying to understand an individual's depression or relating to them is not always the goal; although it could make treatment more successful. Sometimes assisting in refocusing, coping mechanisms and safety are great bases. Depression is dangerous and often mysterious to even the afflicted. It is vital to be hypervigilant when we are caring for mental health patients as well as taking an in-depth look into their interpersonal relationships. Safety is key. Depression is not a phase but a disease so let's treat it as so.
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roselasher · 6 years
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Made my night 🤣
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roselasher · 7 years
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Decided
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roselasher · 7 years
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“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.”  ~Edgar A. POE
Edgar Allan Poe
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roselasher · 7 years
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This is perfectly written
and the worst thing is knowing that you don’t mean as much to people as they do to you. you can see it in their eyes when you look into them, you don’t fill up their life as they do to you. you don’t make their world spin, or the air leave their lungs. they may love you, and i bet they do. but maybe not enough. not enough to keep you. not enough to chose you. not enough to stay.
suddenly you leaving me has become my biggest fear// 4am
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roselasher · 7 years
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Midnight thoughts
You're the one that I desire most. I feel alive, so free with you. You are the reason i smile from ear to ear, the reason I laugh continually throughout my day. You, my deepest hearts desire are my one true love. Thank you.
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roselasher · 7 years
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Scared without you
When the loneliness becomes too much, that my heart no longer can continue to feel the hurt.
I love a man who can not love me 100 percent back.
See, he is divided into two. How can I love all of you if there is always part of you missing.
I cannot be without you, yet you do not see my pain.
How can this be?
My tears are as real as the sun rising and as obvious as the nights darkness swallowing us all in.
You my deepest desire make me scared to be alone. For I have never felt this in love before, I'm forced to be afraid that you are my one true love.
Unable to have you all, but desperate for any of all of you.
Please my love, hold me tight and NEVER let me go.
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roselasher · 8 years
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Self reflection for today
Never forget the pause.
A lot of times, we read/learn/hear something, and our first instinct is to react immediately.
But — and this surprises me every time I remember it, which I try to make daily — the stronger the impulse is to do something right now, the more I need to examine that.
Why does this has to happen right now? Why must I say this thing to that person in the next five minutes? Why must I take this action at this moment? What underlies the urgency I believe to be real?
So — pause. That pause may be 10 minutes; that pause may be 10 years. But trust me: unless someone is actively bleeding out in front of you, give it at least a tiny pause.
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