#Inner struggle

[fashionlandscapeblog]

Inner battles

[howifeltabouthim]

. . . but the sensible part of him had some communication problems with the rest of his brain.

Kate Atkinson, from Death at the Sign of the Rook

[wayti-blog]

It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.

Buddha

[yourmentalhealthpal]

Your mind is a sky, thoughts are the clouds. ☁️ Observe them as they pass by, without getting caught in their storm. Let each thought come and go, knowing that you are the vastness that remains. 🌟

[glennriley49]

"Sisyphean Celibacy"

Pounding feet on endless belt,

A human storm of sweat and will,

He runs to make his longings melt,

An hour's sprint, a carnal kill.

Iron clangs, muscles scream,

He lifts until his tendons fray,

Hoping strength will quash the dream

Of touches that lead astray.

Plunged in waters arctic-cold,

His body shocked, his breath a gasp,

He fights the urges, ages old,

That threaten his resolve to grasp.

Pixels dance in frenzied light,

Controllers clutched in white-knuckled hands,

He games throughout the lonely night,

Battling foes in digital lands.

Pen scrapes paper, alcohol burns,

Words and spirits blur his mind,

Yet deep within, the fire yearns,

For what he's desperately left behind.

But nature's call grows ever loud,

A thunderous roar he can't contain,

His celibacy, once his shroud,

Now feels like self-inflicted pain.

The ache for love, for skin on skin,

Intensifies with each denial,

His hunger grows from deep within,

Each day, a new, exhausting trial.

He knows the dam will break one day,

The flood of passion will consume,

No matter how he runs away,

Desire will ultimately bloom.

Yet still he fights, day after day,

A Sisyphean task, absurd,

His body's needs he can't allay,

His heart's true calling goes unheard.

In sleepless nights, he contemplates

The futility of his quest,

As celibacy isolates,

And leaves him painfully unblessed.

But dawn arrives, the battle's on,

He rises, ready to contend,

Though victory may be foregone,

His struggle knows no fated end.

For in this war with his own flesh,

He's found a purpose, though insane,

Each day, the battle starts afresh,

His choice: pleasure or self-pain.

[darkenaz-art]

For me, "being a monster in the human world" is one of the most interesting themes in urban fantasy. After all, depending on species and abilities, each supernatural being experiences this phenomenon differently: they hide different traits and life styles, struggle with different psychological backgrounds and coping strategies.

As a dragon, Jev hears the thoughts of „lower life forms” in their vicinity, which is very stressful in such an overpopulated world, so personal interactions, even public transport or shopping, are a mental trauma for them - which is why they turned towards online gaming. Devin, as Alden's half-soul, also knows the burden of being a dragon, but exactly this fact, his past and lack of true personal space that makes him unable to return their feelings. (~ Chapter 20.)

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[euesworld]

"Do your best always, at some point in your life it will feel like your best amounts to nothing.. but I assure at that point, the battle is within. So you see? You are still doing your best, it's just that things are so hard inside of you that you can barely function.. but I see you.. I know your struggles. It's not a beautiful place to be in life, but it is needed for growth and healing.. at that point, you will either grow or wither. So it is up to you to do your best even on your inner struggles, cause your life depends on it and so does your happiness.. you can do it!!"

It feels like you aren't doing a damn thing but you are struggling.. that's something, so do your best to get out of that situation - eUë

[screenshot-thoughts]

“Where’s my Oscar for acting like everything is fine?”

Life is this right now :/

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

𝔔𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔯ÿ𝔠𝔥𝔢 - 𝔓𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔥𝔢𝔠𝔶

[quixx]

[mykeyung]

Fire Prince Part 2 by Myke Y.U.N.G.

Now our blue spirit is embracing the struggle  

And always being compared to a sister who’s

As cold and ruthless as ice, but can literally fire  

Lightning from her fingers yet he had to also face

A great loss with his resources being stripped from

Him, his status burned away, and him being the

Prey instead of the predator as well as branching

Away from the one family member who kept

Him rooted to real values, but that didn’t stop

His drive to achieve despite living a lifestyle

That gave him a humble view from below when

He used to look down on anyone who breathed

In the same flames as him, but when he finally  

Reconnected with the one who always had his best

Interest at heart, he nearly lost them to his rival

Sibling, but instead of him doing the healing to

Their body, they were the one trying to heal his

Heart telling him he can’t be as powerful as the

One he wants to defeat until he let go of the shame

And anger within so instead he was shown a way

To redirect the storm that he feels always surrounded

Him. Then the two tried to reach a safe haven where

They can start new lives, but while one was content

With a more quiet and simple lifestyle, the prince

Couldn’t stand to be working in a field where his

Fire is so rarely used and he knew he couldn’t be

Himself and it was at that time, signs of his old life

Began to appear which brought the question of

What he wanted to do with his life and he had

An inner struggle within his mind with it seeming

That he has decided to live the simple life with

The family member who has been on this journey

With him, but yet again his sister of the blue flames

Came into his life burning that away and he tried to  

Face her but failed and ended in a prison with his

Elemental opposite, but realized the water he saw  

As a tsunami had more in common with him and could

Heal the scars away, but then seeing the person he trusted  

Work with the wind he has been chasing, he came to a crossroads

Between moving on to a new life or give in to the past that has been

Haunting him and he chose to ally with his rival and betray the

Values he was taught by one who loves him.

[hc-slava]

Whumpril 2023 - On the Edge (alternative prompt)

tbh, idk what this is. is this emotional whump? character study? a word salad?

The collar made him want to rip his spine out but he was okay. He was, he was, he was. Repeat it like a mantra, that’s what they say, don’t they? Until it becomes the truth. But Whumpee knew that there is no Truth with capital T. Only truths, and there was many of them, and they slithered and they clawed at him, changing forms as he thought he finally grasped them. Elusive monsters. Like him. Whumper. The Angel with sword for a tongue. Dripping poison from his teeth one moment and hiding Whumpee in his feathered wings embrace the other. Gentle, so loving. Left Whumpee bloody.

No, no, no. Clear head. Clear sight. Clear throat, no screaming. Careful.

Steps need to be measured. Quiet, soft, not a toe out of line. But maybe he wanted to get it chopped of. It’s just a toe. It’s not his Core.

He doesn’t make a sound. He blinks, and the world colours. A canvas. Canvas of strokes and brushes not his, never his.

Who’s he to mind? An ant, a little, just a little one, cruising the floor. But he hates. He hates, hates, hates. The world not his, not safe enough, not enough of Enoughiness he craves.

[wayti-blog]

The actual fight to expand ourselves spiritually only begins when we wish to commit ourselves to unconditionally loving all [of/in] life every second. Then we get to know ourselves, because we come across all the feelings and character traits of ourselves which still do not want to take part in this universal love.

x

[kara-glamour]

" The 'I don't know 's "

The dark ruby lips once said:

I am here for you along with the thoughts you haven't met with yet

And the ones that will deprive you from your intact sleep

The plump rosy lips asked:

Do you promise ?

So the wrinkled thin and almost transparent lips replied :

My sweet child , I've never abandoned you.

You are the one whom I promised not just survive but let your lungs breathe the freshest air

The ruby- wine like slowly added:

Shall you be safe with me .

~ Karolina Prokopczyk

[wickedzeevyln]

Friends with Fear

Welcome friend.The deeper the mind digs the more watery the knees under our weight. He stood there with chest puffed out, lips pursed, eyes like the sun at noon in a desert sky, head cocking and knuckles cracking followed by a loud hiss. Fear is here.The earth trembled under his heavy thuds. He shot up creepy things through our pores and let them slither up the spine. My mind conjured a…

[euesworld]

"Names of devils deafen ears of angels, if a devil did touch an angel, would the devil be strangled?"

To be touched by an angel, do the demons release the hold on your soul? Or do they just wait laughing at the depths of hell like jackals cackling waiting for a mistake like a fool being controlled by fools gold? Hahaha.. idk - eUë