#inspirtation

[bleedingauxx]

[pleasee-forget-me]

It's been a while since I've posted anything and I am unoriginal and have no creative skills whatsoever. So here is a post from @wegohome on Instagram. When I am lost I love looking at this post to find inspiration. In my career I face many fucking hard and destructive challenges, this post reminds me to not be bothered by that shit and persevere. I know a lot of people think military people or people that share a similar mindset with me can come off as douchey and unbearable. I do my best to retain my personality and more understanding sides, knowing how unbearable these people can be. Yet I must find a balance if I'm going to train hard to be the best at what I do I have to hold myself accountable and train fucking hard. I can NOT be weak. I need to understand my weaknesses and use them against myself to torture myself into becoming a better, well oiled machine. If that makes sense.

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk.

It's either them or me. ⚓️⚡️

[alpr4zolam]

[jesslainspiringwriter]

Welcome & My Blogs' Info

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[coachtfd]

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“Sometimes people with the worst past end up creating the best future.”

— Unknown

[grumpyneko]

#1: Whirlwind

It's been a while since I wrote something in here. Wanted to document stuff here so the future me could look back at something.

Life had been so quick lately and I have been extremely busy and sort of overworked in a sense that it is also actually my fault.

Long story short: I have graduated from my undergrad, currently reviewing for the licensure exam (which, at this point of my life, idk if I can actually take), and is starting med school literally in 3 days.

It's kinda insane to think about how stagnant my life had become back during the height of the pandemic and then I've been extremely busy. Looking back, God truly had the best timing in life.

I took a 6-month break from studying and I was privileged enough to be able to do that. I realized I wasn't learning anything at all with the online setup, worry about the pandemic, and just the overall changes in environment - a quick talk to my parents have made me decide that they are willing to let me rest for a while. During that period, I've always pondered about how stagnant and slow my life had become. It had been some sort of baggage in me. Seeing peers graduate and achieve success, whereas I'm still in the middle of the battlefield. I was at home, feeling alone and left out. It was a double-edge sword. I was able to rest but I was also k*lling myself with defeating discouragement. It was prolly one of my bravest decision.

While I do not regret that decision, I always think of "what could haves." What could have happened if I didn't pause? What could have happened if I did things differently? It was futile!

When 2022 came in, I was willing to do everything I could, determine to finish this program and to race towards my dreams. And that's when the perfect timing came in, I was given the opportunity to practice clinical internship on actual hospital, was given opportunity to learn outside the computer screen again. And for me, that was all what I desired at that moment. Albeit, I had to sacrifice many things to move to the province to be able to do this. I had to do my very best since everyone was counting on me.

Stopping by one semester means I have to wait. The waiting game was killing me. I finished the program. Med school doesn't start until the middle of the year. I had nothing left to do. I wasn't planning on taking the licensure exam, just letting life takes its course. A random one day in the 3rd month of the year, I had a conversation with a friend where she asked me whether I'll be taking the board exam. The lingering feelings I had after that conversation had me thinking that maybe I really do have a desire to have a license on my undergrad course. I busted my ass out and quickly prepared all the materials and papers needed for the licensure exam, as well as my med school application. I was able to enroll on April, but review would only start at June. That gave me two months to actually properly review for the exams.

In between leisures and entertainment, June quickly came in and I had virtually zero rest since then. Classes are daily. We had to cram 4-year worth of study materials in 1 month so we could focus the other remaining one month for reinforcement. It was physically taxing and mentally draining. And I'm surprise that I had zero mental breakdown since review started. My sensitive teenage self would be so proud of what I have become.

And after a long waiting game, we finally had our graduation ceremony. I wasn't excited about it if I were to be honest. It kind of feels like I have many things on my plate right now. But just this afternoon, I had a self-reflection and realized just how thankful I am that I have come this far.

Med school is starting in Monday. Board exam is in two weeks. Everything is happening so fast now. I am scared, and anxious but the excitement overpowers anything. There's a certain optimism living in me. Idk if it's just the bliss of innocence left in me or if it's my blind faith to something unseen. I may or may not receive a good news next month, but If I have learned anything for the past years is that the fact that there's always a perfect timing for everything. I'll be ready for it when it comes to me.

Signed: July 28, 2023, 12:16 A.M.

[theindu]

I have good vibe Inspiration-Motivation (Tshirt)

Do you know why having a good vibe is important? It main help us to be comfortable around people. If your are shy say it then just show it. "You have good vibe". You are a Acceptable person !! 

[backbonepower]

12 Steps To Self-Care

[kit-williams]

Moody your anons are bad for my health

Rushal ending up being loyal to Sevatar and the NL legion makes sense. Brutal torture (and probably a whole lotta brainwashing) will do that to a person. People who went through abuse and didn’t get any treatment for it will very likely get attached to their abuser, and even support them sometimes.

But if he gets attached to you? (and my brain has already cooked up an idea on how that could possibly happen. So just hear me out).

Let’s say that you’re a serf belonging to the Night Lords, and your duties consist of cleaning the areas where the higher ranking astartes live. For serfs belonging to other chapters this would be seen as a privilege, but here? Not so much. Nobody wants this type of job, it’s too risky, you’re one wrong move away from being turned into a flayed plaything for one of your lords. But when a serf of higher rank promoted you to it (probably to escape getting the job himself) it was inescapable, the life fate handed you didn’t allot you any complaints. So you decided to accept this “gift” instead of risking possible death via whip.

And you could say that you were good at it. You stayed quiet and unnoticeable, your hands never spilled what you were carrying, and even in your throes of fear you managed to keep a boring enough facade that the Night Lord threatening you lost interest. Otherwise what you did could be easily described as dull, because once you got over the sight of human remains, all the job really consisted of was nonstop cleaning till you heard the sound of heavy footsteps and ran back to the serfs quarters as stealthily as possible.

The monotony changed however, when you heard a rumour of a new astartes joining the higher ranks. Through the chatter of your fellow serfs you found out that he used to be a Raven Guard. Which… surprised you. Before the heresy started you had heard from past friends who worked with other chapters that the Raven Guard, while similar in appearance, weren’t as monstrous or sadistic as your masters. Some even called them “kind”.

You wondered if that’s even possible. And if it is, then how could someone like that join the Night Lords?

A few days later you were mopping some grand hallway. Well, it must have been grand in the past, now it’s just covered in gore. But any cleanup you were doing stopped abruptly. You weren’t alone in this place. A familiar terror ran through your body, a space marine was watching you. And so you sat there, trying to seem as small as possible in hopes that he would eventually go away. After what felt like hours you considered the option that maybe you were just tired and your mind was conjuring things that weren’t there, and it didn’t feel like a Night Lord, so what harm could be done if you just turned around and-

You saw him. But despite his pallid complexion and large black eyes you didn’t recognise him, so it must be the new Raven Guard then, you thought. After which you realised that you had been staring at him for far too long, and bowed apologetically. But it was as if he didn’t seem to notice, instead wordlessly beckoning you somewhere with a gesture of his gauntlet covered hand. Which you followed, it would have been far more foolish of you to deny the request of one of your masters than to simply do as they said. So as he lead to down some dark corridors and right into his quarters you tried to think as positively as you could. Maybe the people you once knew were right? Maybe he won’t torture or kill you? Maybe he truly is as kind as they claimed his kin to be.

His request was simple, he sat down on his bed and gestured for you to take off his power armour. The higher up serfs taught you the basics behind it just in case a scenario like that ever came up, even if you truly hoped it didn’t. Being that close to an astartes put your life on the line, and if one tiny armour piece got broken you’d be just another blood splatter on the wall. But from what you saw he didn’t seem to mind, most of the time he wasn’t even focused on you, preferring to stare off into the distance. But when he did look down you chose to smile at him, risky yes, but deep within your heart you hoped that he wasn’t as bloodthirsty as his cousins. Once you took off the armour it felt as if you were done, until you saw him fumbling with the zipper on his neck. The dirt and armour oil made the glove parts of his bodysuit far too slippery to grip that small bit of metal. So with a mumble of wanting to help you put your hands on his neck, reaching to grab the zipper of the suit-

You hear a sharp intake of breath when he flinched away from you, if you weren’t so close to him you wouldn’t have even noticed it. And in his eyes you briefly saw… fear? No, not fear. That’s stupid, astartes can’t feel that, you must have just been projecting. And you’re sure you were right when he leaned back towards you with that usual tired expression. What did surprise you though, is what you see when you take off the top part of the bodysuit. He’s littered with scars, some healed, most not.

And you get the bright (and very impulsive) idea on how to stay on his good side.

You take out a pretty large jar of antibiotic cream from your robes, you used it after each day of work to make sure you didn’t get an infection. And while you knew that space marines didn’t work that way. The frightened-friendly way you spoke seemed to convince him into letting you apply it on him, sitting silently as you massaged it into the skin of his arms, torso and face. After which he stood up from his bed and unlocked the door, silently letting you go.

For you the interaction was.. confusing. He didn’t hurt you, but he was also incredibly strange. You hoped that whatever good reputation you built up with him was worth wasting half of your antibiotics on.

For him it was the first show of genuine kindness he’s felt in such a long time. In his surprise at your smiles and soft touches he managed to let you go.

How foolish of him.

But don’t fret, dear. He’ll find you soon. And he won’t be letting you go this time.

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS

y'all put so many tasty treats in my ask box, you all know exactly how to manipulate me into making stuff XD

[mskonnecticut]

Everyone go through dark times in their life. Only some make it out to see the light.

[gsbeardsley]

One of the most influential people of the Greek War for Independence, Germanos III (Painting by Theodoros Vryzakis, 1865). He is shown here blessing the flag of the revolution for the people of Greece from the Ottoman Empire. Germanos III was the Orthodox Metropolitan of Patras in Achaea, Greece. To be a metropolitan of an area is the same thing as being the archbishop of an area. Germanos III blessed the flag to give God's blessing to the revolution so that the people could truly believe that their actions were by the will of God and that they would win because he was on their side and not that of the Ottoman Empire. The Greek War for Independence gained traction in the other countries and had the support from Russia, Great Britain, and France to name some. During this time (1820's-early 1830's), the idea of the American Revolution was still ringing throughout Europe and was seen as a beacon of hope for other countries under the oppression of another larger, more powerful country. This was something that Greece took to heart and fought for until they gained their independence from the Ottoman Empire which would have then collapsed about a 100 years later.

This picture is another depiction of Germanos III raising the blessed revolution flag of Greece. This painting was done by an unknown artist. One of the biggest points to take notice of in these paintings done later on after the revolution was over was that the revolutionists had so much faith in their church and that God was looking over them in this war that even the church was blessing them. This is may be a simple, yet unrealistic approach, but this revolution seemed a little bit different from the rest of the large ones we see because church and state were essentially united in this and every one had one goal: become a free and independent state from the Ottoman empire.

[myworldsimplified]

This is one of those songs that apply to all situations no matter how old it gets. Timeless!!!

[swall0wthatpride]

let go of the past and go for the future.

[alpr4zolam]

@erotikfuneral on twitter

[suntails]

WIPs

[writingsofwesteros]