#BOUNDARIES —

[pesky--dust]

Bedelia Du Maurier and Alana Bloom about boundaries in Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham's relationship: Relevés and Naka-choko

[thepeacefulgarden]

[m3vl0vesu]

"Intimacy scares me." Okay. But what kind of intimacy? Emotional? Physical? And remember there is a difference between physical intimacy and sexual intimacy. To what extent do you not like it? Please tell me more. Is there a specific reason?

[unwelcome-ozian]

[mira-kairos]

Boundaries

some boundaries are set in the beginning, one that are not meant to be crossed, I can’t help it if you come skipping your steps, and cross them as if they never existed at all.

there is so much anger inside me, months of work upon my self, you ruined it in 2 seconds, with 2 lines, you think I’d play right into your hands?, you would guilt trip me and I’d say sorry?, apologize and accept it was my fault, for not living how you’d want me.

you manipulate people how you want, play victim, and say a sob story, So that people sympathize with you, now that I am wiser, I see right through it.

“I know you’d leave me too one day, don’t know why I dragged things too far” I told you to not do 1 thing at least, but you go on do it, and then pretend, it all right, when I distant my self and stop talking, you say I was being too selfish, after manipulating me a ton you say, how come I ever do this?

honestly, I am sick of it, of your games and your god complex, I don't know why I put up with all this, but I am tired, so I just choose my peace over it, rather than ruining other things in my life, I’d just rather cut you of from it.

©Mira Kairos

[allhallowszee]

still demisexual even though i take lewd photos.

the pics are for me, not for anyone else. they are for me to admire and love myself, and appreciate the body i live in.

my content ≠ my consent.

i’m allowed to post whatever i want without anyone crossing my boundaries.

i’m just posting it to be a cunt. i turned off my replies, dms, and asks.

have fun trying to be weird to me now, you creepy motherfuckers.

[ziggy-solarecreator]

Proper boundaries

[free-my-mindd]

[unleashfeminineenergy]

NORMALIZE TALKING HIGHLY ABOUT YOURSELF

[theambitiouswoman]

Don't tell people your boundaries. Show them.

If you tell someone they can't talk to you a certain way or do certain things, those are not boundaries. Boundaries are things we show. If you tell someone "if you do that again I am not going to speak to you" and you stay and continue to speak to them, that's not a boundary. Just words. Words that they now know means absolutely nothing and they can take advantage of.

You show people how to treat you.

You reinforce your boundaries with your actions. Unless you show someone with your actions that what they are doing is not okay, and you do not continue to allow it, they will keep doing it.

[selfcare-journey]

Telling yourself could have done "more" to help a situation, is sometimes a lie.

Sure, sometimes we could have put forth a little more effort, but if you were giving so much that you were constantly drained and stressed, you could not have given more to the situation without injuring yourself.

You did everything you could while still surviving. You are not a bad person because you didn't sacrifice yourself completely for something/someone else.

You did everything you could.

[hermajestyimher]

Be Comfortable With Being the Villain

In my country we have a saying: "I am not a golden coin to be liked by everyone". It doesn't matter how "nice", correct, and appeasing we may behave with others, there will always be those who will dislike us for no apparent reason. Learning to not only be ok with them disliking you, but going as far as to embracing it can propel you forward.

Many people will dislike you because you trigger something in them that makes them feel threatened, less-than, or jealous. That is a them problem. If those same people proceed to lie about you and attack you to try to take you down, you need to be prepared to be ok with being perceived in a negative light by them and the people who choose to believe them. At the end of the day their talking is just that, and it cannot affect you if you choose to rise above it.

Learning to embrace being hated means that you can stop trying to seem agreeable and nice to everyone and instead pursue respect. Someone doesn't have to like you to still respect you. Respect and status will allow you to rub shoulders with people who can improve your life in meaningful ways, and place you in spaces where you can flourish.

Being liked is overrated and at times useless. Instead, be a woman of influence, power, and good character. When your brand speaks for yourself, the naysayers become powerless and desperate, and others will be able to see right through their lies.

[thepeacefulgarden]

[autistpride]

Credit: McKayla Robbin, We Carry The Sky (2016)

[narumi-gens]

boundaries gojo satoru x f!reader

post-breakup!gojo who can't quite follow through on the breaking up. he's as present in your life after he ended things as he was when you were still dating.

he still blows up your phone at all hours with nothing important. he insists on holding your hand when you walk side-by-side. he still uses your apartment key, which you never had the heart to ask for him to return. you've ended up in more than one heated makeout session with him, although you have managed to keep them from progressing past him feeling up your tits over your bra.

and when you end up in the hospital after a mission, he shows up before even shoko can get there. you sigh when his towering form appears in the doorway of the room you've been given.

"looks worse than it is," you say and despite the way you slur your words due to the painkillers, it's true.

your concussion, while serious, isn't something that wouldn't heal on its own. your broken ribs managed to avoid puncturing any organs. even the burst blood vessel in your left eye that's colored the white of your eye a ghastly red is only really a surface-level injury.

but for once, the man who never shuts up stays silent as he pulls a chair close and sits at your bedside. he reaches for your hand but pauses when you wince at the pressure on the two fingers that are fractured and wrapped in a splint. instead, he settles for loosely holding onto your wrist.

"shoko's gonna fix it all anyways," you tell him through a yawn, your eyelids feeling heavy. "'sides, you shouldn't even be here. boundaries, satoru. 'member?"

it's a word that you've tossed in his face so many times since the breakup that it's lost all meaning. and it doesn't help that you've never managed to say it with any sort of real weight. instead, it usually comes out on the end of a resigned sigh.

you can feel his gaze on you even through his dumb sunglasses. normally, even post-breakup, you would reach out and pull them down his nose to meet those cursed eyes of his and make some joke. but with your brain working at a diminished capacity and your arm hooked up to an IV full of the best painkillers japan's doctors have to offer, all you can do is slowly blink at him in return.

"it's always boundaries this, boundaries that with you," he finally retorts with a shake of his head, but offers nothing else.

"'f you didn't want boundaries then you shouldn't've ended things, y'big dummy," you mumble, and no longer able to keep your eyes open, you finally let them close.

"I told you. I don't have room in my life for anyone else – i.e., you," he replies bluntly and you can feel the fit of giggles that you want to burst into, but all you can manage is a soft huff of laughter.

"liar," you say with a sleepy smile stretching across your lips. "can't even be honest when I'm strung out on painkillers. psh. lame."

it takes monumental effort, but you manage to crack open an eye so that you can see him sporting his own cheeky grin.

silence settles over you both and you feel yourself slowly beginning to fall into the blackness as your breathing slows. the soothing sensation of gojo's thumb rubbing circles on the skin of your wrist only aids in pushing you closer and closer to sleep.

"you were considered a suitable match." even on the edge of consciousness, the disgust in his tone at those two words reaches you. "I couldn't let them get what they wanted."

you let out a quiet hum in acknowledgment and wish you had enough strength to open your eyes, curious to see if he's surprised you weren't fully asleep yet.

"still letting 'em control you, hm? s'good we broke up. want someone who's only tied down by me," you mumble.

"baby, if you want to tie me down, all you had to do was say so," he jokingly responds, unsurprisingly choosing to sidestep the gravity of your words, no matter how slurred they were.

"boundaries, 'toru..." you trail off as you finally succumb to sleep.

[mymidwestheart]