#midnfulness

[radicalrootspsychotherapy]

Reclaiming Your time

Reflection Question

How can I take control of my life?

When reflecting on this question, think about how much time you have sacrificed on things that did not serve you. Think about how going forward you can prioritize yourself and your well-being. Set some realistic goals, start taking back the time that you deserve, NOW!

Happy Reflecting! <3 Alexis

DISCLAIMER: The information in this article is intended for educational use only and is not a substitute for legal, business, or professional medical advice, diagnosis, or treatment. Always seek the advice of your medical, mental health, legal or other qualified professional with any questions you may have regarding a medical condition, business, or legal situation.

[antoniab93-blog]

You are not supposed to have it altogether - a rant

This is mostly a book blog but sometimes I talk about things that have been on my mind and recently I've been thinking that maybe we aren't supposed to have it altogether...

This is mostly a book blog but sometimes I talk about things that have been on my mind. I have recently been trying to address years of being in a cycle of burnout but it’s so hard around full time work. I have concluded that we aren’t meant to have everything together. Here’s the thing, I have this theory that around full time work you will not be able to ‘keep on top of everything’. Because…

[queenie-in-the-beanie]

I feel like now is a really good time to mention that freedom of speech in the US has exemption towards threats or incitements of serious crimes such as, mmm just off the top of my head here, political assassination.

Like very funny jokes guys but let's tone it down to non-arrestable levels here, okay? Cool, cool. Don't let the feds get ya. Your accounts and posts are literally public, easily monitored, reported, and tracked back to you. This isn't a conspiracy, this legit happens in these situations, gang.

[badwaves]

based on true events because i've been thinking about ford having a seizure disorder since 2016 and still yearn for fanwork where his relationship to said seizure disorder is as stupid and slapstick as my own. Hugs and kisses to all my friends who have hurled me into bed like a javelin over the years

[atoriv-art]

skittish

[mardamind]

Hari ke-13

Aku lihat ke belakang, selama jalan hidupku ini, sepertinya lebih banyak aku berjalan di tempat daripada berjalan ke depan.

Apa iya? Atau jangan-jangan kau kurang bersyukur? Mungkin kau sudah berkembang namun perasaan minder pada dirimu yang menghambat kesadaran itu.

Ah, itulah masalahnya, bagaimana bisa aku menentukan letak syukurku padahal dalam diriku terlanjur subur perasaan tidak berharga itu yang entah bagaimanalah obatnya.

Sangat sulit rasanya memahami diri ini, semakin aku selami, ternyata bagai laut yang tak berdasar, semakin ke bawah aku semakin tenggelam dan tersedak lalu tak dapat naik ke permukaan kembali.

Aku curiga ini gejala quarter life crisis. Ah, apa lagi itu? Aku sendiri pun tidak tahu istilah asing itu. Yang aku tahu sekarang aku hidup dan harus cari uang agar tidak membebani orang tua. Ayah ibuku semakin berumur, sungguh malu rasanya masih menengadahkan tangan pada mereka.

Mungkin satu sampai tiga tahun ke depan baru kau bisa menyadari hakikat posisimu saat ini. Mungkin terkesan buru-buru jika kau menilai dirimu sekarang. Biarkan dirimu sekali-lagi berproses, jangan dihakimi dulu, kelak satu atau tiga tahun lagi, barulah kau coba lihat kembali ke belakang, semoga terbit senyumanmu ketika itu.

#Januari2023

[soni-dragon]

another one

[readingbookelf]

Pink Cheeks - Spencer Reid

Summary: You share a room with Spencer while on a case in Franklin, Alaska.

Pairing: reader x Spencer Reid

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Franklin, Alaska. 

Literally the end of the world. The middle of nowhere OF the middle of nowhere. One of the smallest towns you’ve ever had a case. And oh so cold. To top it all off, there aren’t enough rooms for the whole team, meaning you have to bunk up. 

Frozen by the realization, you don’t notice everyone has run off to their rooms with their roommates until Spencer clears his throat next to you. 

“Looks like we’re sharing,” he says while blushing. 

“Right,” you whisper following Spencer to your room. 

—

You both halt in the doorway taking in the small room. 

The interior is one wooden cliché. In the middle of the room stands a thick wooden queen size bed in the middle of the room accompanied by antlers hanging on the wall of the headrest. There’s carpet on both sides of the bed. Big windows at one side of the room so you can take in the view. There’s just so much wood. It’s like living in a tiny cabin. 

“How cliché,” you mutter to yourself before asking Spencer which side of the bed he wants. 

“The right one if that’s alright,” he softly answers. 

You nod and move to the left side, dropping your overnight bag on the bed. 

The air between the two of you is a bit uncomfortable as you both get ready for bed. After crawling under the covers, you let out a content sigh at feeling the weight of the blankets.

“This bed is too comfortable. I may have to work the case from here,” you exclaim dreamily. 

Spencer lets out a chuckle while crawling under the covers himself.

“I’m sure Hotch will understand,” he replies. 

—

When you wake up the next morning, you feel a heavy weight resting on your chest and something tickling your chin. A frown settles between your brows while you slowly open your eyes. And that’s when you see what’s causing the pressure on your chest: Spencer Reid is cuddling you, his head resting on your chest. 

A heavy blush settles on your cheeks. Afraid to move, you slowly stretch your fingers towards the night stand where your phone is. Knowing your alarm is bound to wake you any minute now, you want to silence it before the moment is ruined. 

Just when your fingers brush the side of your phone, your alarm starts blaring, startling both you and Spencer. 

Spencer rubs the sleep from his eyes and takes you in, more specifically how close you are. A blush spreads on his cheeks and he starts stammering. 

“It’s alright, Spence,” you chuckle before getting up and kissing his cheek.

—

When you get downstairs for the team breakfast, Spencer still has a faint blush on his cheeks. It’s like it's taken a permanent residence on his cheeks. You sit down next to each other, taking the remaining seats.

Derek, who has an eye for detail when you don’t want him to, immediately comments on Spencer’s pink cheeks: “What’s got you all blushing, pretty boy? Something we should know?”

You pat Spencer’s leg in support and start piling your plate with yummy goodies. 

At last there’s something good about Franklin, Alaska.

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[avspol]

[ratcandy]

putting my entomology lessons to good use

[dovewingkinnie]

i cannot stop drawing them im cursed

[spadaaces]

Simon . He is unwell.

[muxas-world]

The funniest part about Vale is how hard he tries to erase Marc from his narrative. He spent a whole podcast declaring that his biggest rivals weren’t Marc Márquez, praising Casey, Jorge, etc. But he fails to realize that in the other half, he’s talking about how Marc haunted his dreams and shattered his hopes. He doesn’t realize he keeps reinserting Marc into his own story, making him an unforgettable and unshakable part of who Valentino Rossi was

[imsogayyippee]

ive drawn something similar before shhh no I haven't

[rozugold]

AAAAAA

[oasisofgalaxies]

How much chil would a chilchuck chuck if a chilchuck could chuck chil?