#mentally ill urge

[deadlawyerssociety]

As I get closer to turning twenty-one, here are some things I’ve learned about love, life and relationships (not twenty-one things, obviously, because I don’t know that many things):

1. People are a lot nicer than you think, and you’d be surprised just how many people are willing to go out of their way to help if you would just bring yourself to ask;

2. You’ll find a lot of bad ones before you find the one. This goes for everything in life, not just boyfriends or significant others — friends, clothes, homes, books, and about 500 other things — and what they do teach you is things about yourself that you never knew, and only could through those experiences;

3. Sleep. On. Time. I know we all hate to admit it, but our mothers were right. We all know staying up until 4 AM talking to boys who can’t spell ‘decision’ isn’t winning you any awards — it’s just fucking with your mental health and your grades (which, incidentally, are the things that actually matter);

4. Quality over quantity, always — except for clothes maybe (I’m kidding) — more specifically, on the topic of your friend group;

5. Make time for the things that bring you joy, and learn to spend time alone;

6. Exercise, but if you can’t, a walk will do wonders for your mental health;

7. Celebrate small wins. I know this can be hard, especially at a time when big wins are glorified on social media, but something that we’re just going to have to come to terms with is that your only competition is you, and recognising and cherishing these small wins is what will get you ahead;

8. It’s all right to not know what you’re doing. There is enough time. You have enough time to learn about your likes and dislikes, find a foothold in this time we call life, and find something that will set your soul ablaze. Have faith in your own abilities to figure it out;

9. And lastly, something that should have probably come first, but didn’t, because it’s really fucking hard and I still struggle with it: treat yourself like someone you love. Speak to yourself kindly. Make decisions that will help you, not feed into a cycle of self-loathing. Social media does enough to shake your self-esteem, you don’t need to add to that <3

[stil-lindigo]

lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)

if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.

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no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.

I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.

I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.

If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.

[hamoodmood]

[effrayantis]

real

[louisentheirbees]

the feminine urge to move far away and become a different person

[claypigeonpottery]

sold

my sad boy. he’s personal to me, but I love that he speaks to other people

there’s a few cracks ☹️ though honestly that seems like great symbolism

but his tattoos and piercings turned out great

and the back of his head is suitably horrible. I had originally covered his hands in blood but I wiped it back when I didn’t like it, and it turned into such a nice (and unplanned) effect to just have a little red staining his hands

[la1npilledg1rl]

I’m so tired…

[lwiann]

Feeding your beautiful murder boyfriend

[rawrsatthetree]

Do you play the dark urge because you like the extra lore or do you play the dark urge because you’re greatest fantasy is your loved ones seeing the absolute ugliest side of you and deciding to treat you with love and patience anyways.

[rottingapplegirl444]

resisting the urge to comment ‘OMG UR SO REAL’ on every single one of my mutuals posts bc they are in fact so real

[d4stbowl]

it’s not seasonal depression it’s year long depression

[pyunyrage]

lipstick stained cigarettes, a subtle form of poetry

[hamoodmood]

Just relapsed after 6 months

[virtual-minotaur]

"still me - even after everything"

[effrayantis]

i can't

[eepyavasaesthetics]

My Dark Vanessa by Kate Elizabeth Russell

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