#Resentment
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classycookiexo · 6 months ago
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whumpster-dumpster · 9 months ago
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A typically absent parent finally being around to help when the whumpee's sick/hurt, quietly (or not so quietly) growing to resent the fact that Caretaker seems to know their kid better than they do
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daretoassume · 3 months ago
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the self-destructive nature of resentment
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you are poisoning nobody but yourself with your resentment. sure, you want to make them feel your anger, your rage, make them see why you are right, and they are wrong. you want them to know your worth. but the truth is, you are only hurting yourself. do you love yourself enough to let go of that resentment? do you love yourself enough to allow yourself to be at peace? do you love yourself enough to not get revenge?
you cannot really make other people understand something if they are closed to the notion of your thoughts and ideas. what is the point of wanting to be right when they cannot see your perspective at all? what is the point of proving yourself when all they care about is themselves? what is the point of revenge when it only keeps you trapped in a cycle of bitterness?
i have resented people before for years, wanting to show them that they are wrong and that i wanted them to know my worth. but i realized that, for them, it is probably nothing; i have been carrying the burden of anger and resentment, and they don't even care about it. so are you actually hurting them or yourself? are you actually giving yourself peace by hating them so much?
"for thinking like a victim only perpetuates victimization energy" ♱ bashar (darryl anka)
remember that if a person can influence your emotions, you are enslaved by them. imagine seeing someone you hate, and their presence has so much power to ruin your day. is it really okay for you that they have the power to control you like that? why would you willingly give someone else the remote to push your buttons? is that really how you want to live? letting someone else pull the strings while you react? their presence should not dictate your emotional state. you are putting them too much on a pedestal.
why allow someone to have such a high place in your mind when they don't add value to your life?
i didn't say don't get angry at all. i think anger is healthy. whatever it is that is pushing your buttons teaches you patience, teaches you what you need to heal from, and teaches you that you need to set boundaries. but it is only healthy if you let it out in a constructive way, without hurting anyone, including yourself. instead of letting it consume you, use that energy to reflect, grow, and take control of your own emotions.
"do not dwell on the imperfection of yourself or others. to do so is to impress the subconscious with these limitations." ♱ feeling is the secret, neville goddard
you could tell a trusted friend, journal your thoughts, cry it out, scream into a pillow, draw or paint, move your body through dance or exercise, take a walk, meditate, or practice breathwork. you could do all of them or find out what works for you. acknowledging these emotions can clarify what truly bothers you, allowing you to understand why you are triggered and what the reason is.
reflect on your anger and resentment towards others and acknowledge the fact that it will do nothing but harm you more than it harms the other person, so just loosen the grip. don't do that to yourself. holding onto resentment will only hurt nobody but you in the long run.
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emmaxrosa · 4 months ago
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rhaenyra & aegon; two sides of the same coin
house of the dragon, ryan condal & george r.r. martin / the diary of anaïs nin (vol. 1), anaïs nin / vikings, michael hirst / comfort me with apples, catherynne m. valente / what happened to baby cain?, jonathan goldstein / cain, josé saramago / unknown / moony moonless sky, fatima aamer bilal / sacrifice, bilal al-shams / agnus, konstantin korobov / the cruel prince, holly black
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luxja · 1 year ago
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nicheguides · 7 months ago
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Do you think you could make a guide on what to expect from things you inherit from your grandmother?
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What to Expect to Inherit from your Grandmother
it’s good to know what you’re getting youself into. you wil recive both gifts and curses. she’s had to carry them too long, but now it’s your turn. expect to take on this sacred burden and make arrangements accordingly
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melancholicvnt · 1 year ago
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ill never forget just how bad i was treated by the same people who i sacrificed my hours of time and energy for.
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secretlifeofvalentine · 6 months ago
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it’s a dangerous cycle ㅤ♡ྀི
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3eanuts · 4 months ago
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October 3, 1956 — see The Complete Peanuts 1955-1958
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kalavathiraj · 9 days ago
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We cannot resent the lessons delivered by time. Sometimes it feels like we're too late but that why it is precisely called ancient wisdom. - Time is always on time
Life Lessons, QUOTUS
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classycookiexo · 15 days ago
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untitledengfa · 3 months ago
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The Paradise of Thorns show dates
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loveyourlovelysoul · 11 months ago
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Trying to heal the fact that you're rarely felt seen and heard constantly from the outside and that you were often abandoned, can be a very long and stressful journey. Everything may trigger you: from having people taking all they can and giving you nothing or crumbs, not paying attention to/forgetting what you say or talking over you, misinterpreting you, leaving you suddenly or ghosting you, not asking how you do even though you do with them, remembering all the people that suddenly left you because they didn't had time for you anymore or didn't feel like including you and worrying if it's all that is gonna happen in your life...
It's pretty saddening and heartbreaking. And it may make you wonder if, by standing your ground and not accepting this but asking for respect, you're being too much/exaggerating it all or not. But you're very likely not exaggerating, you're just trying to learn to receive what you deserve. You're making yourself feel heard and seen by those who don't or aren't aware that they're not considering you (at times it's a matter of different sensitivity, of different points of view). And that's just you trying to balance things out. Keep working on this as at first your resentment may ring a bell even when it's not strictly necessary (you may get triggered also by behaviours that can be coincidental but they sum up to your past experiences, hence yes you may be exaggerating at times but you need to be too much too in order to find a balance); keep healing your heart: people won't always take a part of you and leave, nor you will have to leave them cause they hurt you. Find your true voice and let it be heard and respected.
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hersurvival · 5 months ago
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Tear me to shreds
Viscera glistening in the night
Slice me open, across the stomach
And see the way the dim light of dusk
Reflects off the pooling of blood
From all the times I've bit my tongue
And swallowed my words
When I should have spit them out
@nosebleedclub July 4th - Light On The Pool
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hurglewurm · 1 year ago
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had an emotion the other day. not a nice one.
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relocks · 1 month ago
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Hometown Glory.
Do you regret it? Any of it? Talking to me? Ignoring me? Telling me you loved me? Hating me? Filling my thoughts but abandoning them when I finally spoke them aloud?
I learned how you spend your weekend nights: wandering aimlessly through our hometown Target, cracking jokes with friends, as if your life hasn’t progressed past high school graduation. How you lost weight. How you’ve embraced your natural features. How you feel the need to get away from me, but hold my gaze when our eyes meet.
And you got to learn about me: how I moved away, got my own apartment, dyed my hair. How I know exactly what star I want for my Christmas tree. How I grew up. How I don’t think about you anymore— but somehow still feel the need to stand close to you, even if I don’t turn to look.
It isn’t fair. You shouldn’t have gotten the chance to see me, to see how much I’ve changed. You don’t deserve to witness my progress, you didn’t let me see yours.
Why couldn’t you just look away?
I’m the same age you were when everything happened. Can you talk to me now? Can we meet in the middle?
I don’t think I’ll see you again, but I’m glad I got to see you, even for just a moment.
I hope our unspoken interaction answered some of your questions about me. I know it answered some of mine.
Maybe in another four years, we’ll see each other again. Maybe we’ll finally be mature enough to speak.
I’ve missed you for longer than I’ve known you.
Did seeing me change anything?
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