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recovery highkey scares me,, like,,, who am i without my personality disorder??? im no one bitch
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Me: want attention…I’,,,m so lonley…nobody care about me :((
*someone shows genuine affection towards me*
Me:
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this is an ask for help lsjdksjdkskdbskdhdjsnnd lolll
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i was daydreaming in the shower while shaving and i started shaving my thigh that had no soap on it instead of my leg with soap
#maladaptive daydreaming#safe space#cptsd#trauma#actually cptsd#actuallytraumatized#actually madd#madd#this is dangerous i hate myself
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when you’re surrounded by good people but you still feel utterly alone, consider this; these people cherish you. you cherish them. but where are you in this equation? we spend so long cherishing, loving, and giving to others that we often forget to include ourselves and give love to ourselves so that we can thrive too. and that’s our biggest mistake. we must care for the very being that keeps us going, we must give love to ourselves and mend what is broken and in need of repairing. because if we don’t, we’ll eventually be dried out and no one can run on empty. so, fuel yourself. i know you would rather give to others than yourself, believe me i do, but you are so important too. remember that.
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me: wow i sure do love my boyfriend
them: arent you single
me: not in my head im not
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me, remembering a great para that I haven’t daydreamed abt in a long time:
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“There are poems inside of you that paper can’t handle.”
— Y .Z
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"Consider a moment when you felt challenged, afraid, or sad at age three. See your clothes, your surroundings, your feet. Feel what it would feel like to hug and hold that child. Now, from your perspective and experience today, write a letter, a song, or a poem for that child, sharing a few of the lessons that will be coming in that part of early childhood. Perhaps discuss an influential teacher or best friend. Help that child feel safe, held, and wanted."
— Practice You, A Journal by Elena Brower
#child abuse#actually traumatized#trauma#abusive parents#actually cptsd#cptsd#anxiety#depressed#depression#bpd#ptsd#actuallybpd
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