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Have You Had Your Love Tank Filled Today?

Beberapa waktu lalu saat sedang scrolling feeds Instagram, saya menemukan sebuah quote yang ughhh makjleb banget. Here it is… “Orang yang tangki cintanya terpenuhi di rumah akan keluar rumah untuk belajar dan bekerja. Sedangkan, mereka yang tidak, pergi ke luar rumah untuk dicintai.” —Attachment Theory & Hierarchy of Need Continue reading Have You Had Your Love Tank Filled Today?

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Bon Matin 💙🤠🧵🆕️

Tim McGraw 🎶 Hurt People

[hannahs-quirky-moments]

• if you don't heal what hurt you,

you'll bleed on people who didn't cut you •

[bhindthemadness]

We all experience some trauma that debilitates us. That makes us want to lean into the darkness and set the world on fire. Trauma can really have its way with you. Leaving you bitter and empty. Ready to serve up the next person you meet to the flames still burning. Burning the next one and the next one till it becomes all consuming. Not realizing you’re now just like them. The person that once tore into you. Left you engulfed in the flames of your own burning building. It’s still burning. YOU’RE STILL BURNING. And now you light up every single MF that comes near you because of what that one person did to you.

Congratulations.

You’ve just become another one of them.

Another raging unhealed human who can’t push passed their emotions. Another hurt and broken person on a mission to hurt and break another person.

Did you get it?

Did you get yourself back after hurting that person?

Did it make you feel less broken once you broke someone more?

Tell me did it console you so deep to know that you tore someone deeper than you were torn?

Did it comfort your broken heart to know there goes another fucked up broken one into this world?

No…

No…

No…

No…

No…

That’s what I thought.

Try healing first…

Sincerely yours,

B.

[phoenixpearl-ashes]

New favorite oc unlocked. Sienna

[vizthedatum]

I will not attack someone’s character if I’m upset with them, even if I have reasons or feelings about what has happened.

I can step away and decide how to share how I feel or if I need to remove myself from the situation.

I can repair any damage I’ve caused and collaborate.

I also have the autonomy to leave.

[troubledontlast1]

Stop hurting other people just because somebody hurt you.

[just-a-girl-with-fire]

my Problem is I always hurt people more than they love me.

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[twinkle1224]

I said horrible and inappropriate things about some people while venting to my mom and she somehow ended up thinking I was saying that about her.... and she started crying. I've never felt this guilty in my entire life. She said I was just like my father who would say things like that about her (they're divorced). I might have made her trauma resurface...especially since I look exactly like my father. I hate it. I wish I could rip out my tongue and this stupid face. I'm never venting to her ever again.

[lovejam]

Are you familiar with the “Let Them” theory?

I’ll tell you the more I grow the more I am okay with accepting the “Let Them” in my own life and relationships. Even family can mistreat and disrespect you.

This is something that took me a very long time to learn. I used to tolerate a lot because I didn't want to lose people. I learned the hard way if they were really my people they would never treat me like that. Don't make the mistake of being so understanding and forgiving that you overlook the fact that you're being repeatedly disrespected.

Let them be upset.

Let them judge you.

Let them misunderstand you.

Let them gossip about you,

Let them ignore you.

Let them be "right."

Let them doubt you.

Let them not like you.

Let them not speak to you.

Let them run your name in the ground.

Let them make you out to be the villain.

Whatever it is that people want to say about you, let them!

Kindly step aside and LET THEM.

The hard truth is they know how much they are hurting you. They just simply don't care. They did it knowing it could cause them to lose you. They did it anyway. People that love you care about how they make you feel.

The end.

Let them go.

There will be people that would rather lose you than be honest about what they've done to you. Let them go.

The lack of respect was the closure. The lack of apology was the closure. The lack of care was the closure. The lack of acountability was the closure. The lack of honestly was the closure. Let them go.

Make the decision to no longer sit at tables where you might be the topic when you get up. Let them go.

You can still be kind. You can even still love them deeply. But do it from the distance they created in their words and actions. Access to you is a privilege they have proven they can’t be trusted with. Let them go.

You don’t need to tell your side of the story. Let them go.

It’s taken me a long time to get here. Sleepless nights, countless tears, managing a range of emotions filled with anger, disappointment, confusion and deep hurt. Lots of self reflection, self preservation and seeking wisdom from those much wiser than me.

If you are struggling with this please know you are not alone. We will never understand why hurt people hurt people. But we can do the hard work to grow ourselves. Because healed people do in fact heal people.

Don’t you dare let them steal your joy.

Don’t you dare let them steal your light.

Don’t you dare let them steal your peace.

You are in control of that.

Hold tight to what you can control and release your grip on what you can’t control.

Let them go.

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Credit goes to the original author

[greykolla-art]

My blog has become infested with angst goblins, and they must be fed with some hypothetical scenarios!🙏💚

[zanmor]

We are well beyond canary in the coalmine warning levels with the way trans people and particularly trans women are treated on this site.

Maybe you've heard the metaphor of allowing wolves and sheep to share the same space, welcoming everyone. You end up with just wolves because allowing them in that space makes it unsafe for any sheep. Or the story about how a nazi goes into a dive bar and is refused service. The bartender then explains to someone else at the bar that if you serve them once they tell their friends and before you know it you're the nazi bar they all go to and normal customers don't feel safe.

Terfs and other bigots are seeing these targeted harassment campaigns succeed against trans women and rejoicing. They see Tumblr ban them and officially stand by those decisions as endorsement for their harassment. It's a sign to bigots across the internet that Tumblr is a good place for them.

And what's more is that a lot of us probably don't realize just how much trans women contribute to Tumblr. The women banned recently were sources of site-wide memes and posts I wasn't even aware originated from them.any years old memes and references can be traced back to trans women on this site.

How many of these folks have to be removed before this is no longer a site you want to be a part of it? Sure you cultivate your own experience, but you can't follow or interact with people who aren't here. And if I wanted to interact with the nazis and terfs I'd go to reddit.

I encourage everyone to reblog this. Trans women shouldn't have to be the only ones speaking out against the bigotry they're experiencing. They shouldn't be the only ones risking their blogs being nuked by staff. We have to stand with them.

[phoenixpearl-ashes]

You ever do that classic artist thing where you listen to a song or two a fewww too many times and violently hallucinate a new character? Haha…yeah…

[midnight-coffee94]

No single line has ever wrecked me as hard as this one from the Good Place and I think about it constantly