#navigating bipolar

[rayrayor]

I hated the way the writers had Mickey pop off so casually about Ian’s mental illness in the Hall of Shame episode . Mickey not perfect, Ian either but wow that below the belt comment always bugged me . I wondered if it had an effect on Ian after .

So I rewrote it, angst with Gallavich doing what they do best , finding their way back to each other .

No idea where this came from except last night had an epic oops and lost a final chapter ( it was sooo good) poof no more chapter 🤬

So I pouted , read other great writers and about 11 pm this cropped up .

For all of you so damn good at angst , tipping my hat cause this is mildly angsty and I was just a snot fest typing it out🥹

[pumpkinthegirlievixen]

**A Man is Nothing Without His Borderline Personality Disorder Girlfriend: Hilarious Tales from the Trenches of Love**

Let’s face it: relationships can be wild rides, and when you throw in a girlfriend with borderline personality disorder (BPD), you’re in for an adventure like no other. As someone who’s been in this kind of relationship, I can confidently say that a man is nothing without his BPD girlfriend—especially when it comes to the endless stories that come from navigating the quirky world of love and mental health.

**The Emotional Rollercoaster**

First off, dating someone with BPD is like getting a VIP pass to the emotional rollercoaster of a lifetime. One moment, she’s on top of the world, showering you with love and affection like you’re the last slice of pizza at a party. The next, you’re standing in the eye of the storm, wondering why she’s suddenly convinced you’re the villain in her life story. “Did I forget to take out the trash?” you ponder, while she’s accusing you of plotting to ruin her life. Spoiler alert: No, you didn’t forget to take out the trash— but now you’re questioning every life choice you’ve ever made.

**Love and Fear of Abandonment: The Ultimate Combo**

Then there's the classic “I can’t believe you’re leaving me!” scenario every time you run to the store for milk. It’s a routine grocery trip, but suddenly, you’re walking into a scene reminiscent of a dramatic soap opera. “You’ll find someone better! I know it!” she cries, clutching her stuffed penguin like it’s the last lifeline on a sinking ship. Little do you know, this is just a friendly reminder that your seemingly mundane errand could threaten the very fabric of your relationship.

**Communication Shenanigans**

Let’s talk about communication, or as I like to call it, “The Game of Telephone on Steroids.” Conversations often morph into full-blown debates over the slightest misunderstandings. You could say, “Wow, it’s a beautiful day!” and end up with her convinced you’re subtly hinting that she’s not as bright and sunny as the weather. You know what they say: “It’s not what you say, it’s how you say it.” And trust me, if you say anything that can be interpreted as a hidden insult, you’ve just opened Pandora’s box.

**The “I Love You, I Hate You” Tango**

If you’re in it for the long haul, you’ll quickly learn that the “I love you, I hate you” tango is the official dance of your relationship. One minute, you’re cuddling on the couch, watching romantic comedies and discussing your future together. The next, you’re being accused of not caring enough because you forgot to ask about her favorite flavor of ice cream. The irony? You both just polished off a pint of her favorite flavor! But logic? Who needs that in a whirlwind romance?

**The Quirky Quirks**

Now, let’s not forget the quirky quirks that come with the territory. There are spontaneous road trips to nowhere, where you find yourself navigating to a destination you didn’t even know existed, all in the name of “let’s find ourselves!” You might even discover that your new favorite hobby is deep-diving into mental health articles, not for your sake, but to keep up with the whirlwind that is her life. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, and by the end, you’ll probably be a certified expert in BPD—complete with a degree in emotional navigation.

**In Conclusion: Embrace the Chaos**

At the end of the day, dating a woman with borderline personality disorder may come with its challenges, but it’s also filled with unforgettable moments, lots of laughs, and a kind of love that’s fierce and unwavering. Sure, there will be bumps along the way, but every relationship has its quirks. The key is to embrace the chaos, find humor in the madness, and remember that love comes in all forms—even if it includes an emotional rollercoaster or two.

So here’s to the men out there who find themselves navigating the tumultuous waters of love with a BPD girlfriend—may your adventures be wild, your stories be hilarious, and your relationship be a journey worth taking! Just remember, without her chaotic charm, you’d be left with a very boring life…and who wants that?

[kaurwreck]

I have more mutuals in their early 20s than probably since I was in my own early 20s so whatever it's worth, it does start to get a little easier as you settle into your adult skin. Like, even my bipolar disorder started cycling less frantically.

[officialsollux]

Convolution

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Pity, respect, and hate. Trust? Sollux initiates a black relationship with Eridan, but emotions are complex and growing up is hard. Now, you're trying to understand. (Sollux POV first part of the fic Navigation, can be read as stand alone erisol fic)

[lokorum]

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[raythekiller]

🗒 ❛ Personality Headcanons ༉‧₊˚✧

Featuring: Jeff The Killer, Ben Drowned, Ticci Toby, Eyeless Jack, Masky, Hoodie

#Notes: just my general take on the creeps. hope y'all enjoy! requests open :)

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꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Jeff The Killer

He's a total fucking prick, for a lack of better word. He doesn't care about other's feelings, he thinks he's better than everyone so he's "allowed" to treat people badly, and he has anger issues to top that. Protesting against his bad treatment is gonna earn you some screaming at best and some blood spilled at worst, depending entirely on his mood.

He has the potential to be a good friend and person in general, he just doesn't want to. However, you might catch him trying to awkwardly comfort Toby or Ben when they have mental breakdowns. Well, not as much "comfort" but more of a shy pat on the back and a "Stop being a little bitch" comment, but that's his way of showing that he cares. Take it or leave.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ben Drowned

Generally a pretty chill guy. He's not an extrovert, but he's still fairly outgoing when it comes to meeting new people (when he does leave his room, that is. He's kind of a shut in). Since he died when he was about twelve, I think he's forever stuck into the pre-pubescent boy mentality, so he can be quite the little shit.

That means he's also kind of a pervert and just immature in general. The type to play certain games just to gawk at the female character's slutty outfits and make fart jokes. He can also be very sarcastic and witty when he wants to, just a total smartass. Also, he's a pothead.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ticci Toby

Probably one of, if not the nicest creep in the manor. Very upbeat and cheerful, at least most of the time. As someone that has bipolar disorder, it personally doesn't make me very violent and as unstable as Toby is canonically said to be. What does make me does things though is my BPD, so I headcanon he has that as well. He's all sunshine and rainbows until someone says something in a slightly off tone and suddenly he's screaming and throwing his hatchets at the fucking wall.

That also means he's extremely clingy. He wants every last bit of attention he can get and is extremely possessive of people he likes. And, while he is nice most of the time, when he's having an episode he's probably the most cold and cruel person you'll ever met.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Eyeless Jack

One of the most chill creeps. He's not aggressive and kills only when he needs to eat, and tries to make it quick and painless for the victim. He eats any organs, not just kidneys. Also, he's a fucking great cook, Hannibal Lecter style. He really likes reading and is extremely intelligent, probably knows two or more languages, and is probably the most mature member of the manor after Slenderman.

He's not actually blind, but he's not not blind either. He sees the temperature of things instead of the actual object. He hates drama and argument and loud noises, so he normally stays away from the other creeps (especially our favorite trio, Jeff, Ben and Toby), but he gets along really well with Jane.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Masky

Another prick, though a more reserved one than Jeff. He's a perfectionist and natural leader, so he expects everyone to obey him without questions and no mistakes allowed. He has this rivalry going on with Toby because, even though he's the leader and Slenderman's right hand, he feels the tall guy has a certain favoritism or soft spot when it comes to Toby (which is true).

He gets very aggressive after missions and just wants to be left alone for at least a few hours, just until he calms down a little. After he's rested, he's actually pretty decent to be around, becoming less defensive and more accepting of others.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Hoodie

The coolest guy ever. He's calm but great to be around and is always willing to listen to others when they need to vent. He's kind of the manor's therapist and gives great advice. He's mute, so he talks either through sign language or writing down on paper. He also plays guitar and likes to write his own songs sometimes. Ben and Sally really look up to him as a kind of cool uncle.

Since he's so level headed, he's always the one to calm Masky down when he's being a bit much. Toby really appreciates this, since he's normally getting the short end of Masky's bad moods. As mentioned, he's great with the younger members of the manor and just kids in general and they all love him. The type of uncle to give them candy while saying "Don't tell your parents" playfully.

[librarycards]

do you have any resources or advice on how to help people who have manic episodes or who could possibly harm others according to antipsych principles? my friend diagnosed with bipolar disorder has been looking into checking themself into a hospital, and their home situation isn’t the best though their dad somewhat tries to be supportive, but i wonder what other options there are. the most i can do is offer some emotional support and give advice since i live too far away to be of much help otherwise. sorry if this is the wrong place to ask.

hello, and thanks for your patience on my response - this week has been busy and i'm only just now getting to asks!

here is an excellent piece by Stefanie Lyn Kaufman-Mthimkhulu on providing support for comrades in crisis, many of these tips are very applicable to distance-relationships too! bipolar comrades/others who have manic episodes are also welcome and very encouraged to reply and share what kinds of supports work best for them.

There are also a series of free zines/books by the Fireweed Collective (FKA the Icarus Project), particularly Navigating The Space Between Brilliance And Madness: A Reader & Roadmap Of Bipolar Worlds. This is a great way to learn more about a variety of bipolar experiences to better contextualize your friend's.

here are some tips based on personal experience being close to multiple people with bipolar, while not being bipolar myself:

create balance within yourself + project it - it's tempting to get yourself wrapped up in others' big feelings, especially if they trigger you. but it's crucially important to maintain a (porous!) barrier between you and your friend, both as a way of maintaining your own peace and providing something sturdy for them to lean on. this means taking what they say/do in the midst of crisis and placing it "beside" your own feelings, rather than integrating it and responding viscerally in the moment.

neither "reality checking" nor "reality confirming". this is tricky. it's pointless to tell someone "you're wrong, you can't do that, etc." when they're experiencing a different reality than you. it is also harmful to encourage someone to act on beliefs that are not actually aligned with their values, but instead the result of a state of crisis. i try to use phrases like "that sounds ___," "that must be ____," "i can see how you'd feel ____" and similar, both to affirm their own lived experience and to avoid reifying it as objective truth.

know when to step away. mania is draining for literally everyone involved, and what people do to their loved ones in the midst of a manic episode can be incredibly harmful, even if occurring alongside grand gestures of generosity, productivity, etc. you are not your friend's keeper, and your feelings and well-being matter just as much as theirs. do you both have mutual friends you can tap into to provide support when you're burnt out? these friends might also be able to offer some strategies that you or i haven't thought of. it's important to say that this support shouldn't be constant "did you use substances today" "did you drive recklessly today" other surveillance type stuff. try to maintain a normal rhythm to your conversations, and when something that makes you go ??? comes up, try framing your response as a question. "i'm going to finish writing and editing my novel today and start two new books and apply for this and that grant" - you could say, "that's a ton of stuff. why do you need to do it all today?" this creates space for other possibilities without forcing it.

your friend doesn't need advice right now, they need support! the person who needs advice, i think, is your friend's dad. are you and him directly in touch, and is there any way that you could get in touch with him? since you're online, i don't know the details here; it may work best when your friend is no longer manic and you two can speak frankly about how best to support them. i do suggest making a crisis plan with him/whoever they're close to irl.

I hope this is somewhat helpful!

[spell-bloom]

My 59 year old mother, Dana, is currently homeless and has no car or job. She and I lived with her grandmother for a decade and suffered through emotional and financial abuse until she died of old age. Whatever sense of stability she had is now lost, and she is living in a homeless shelter. Sometimes she stays with her aunt for a few days, but that aunt actively dislikes her.

My mom has bipolar, depression and has previously attempted to take her own life. She has to wait an entire YEAR to even TRY to get an apartment since the one her aunt lives in is doing renovations.

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[ttteconfessionsrevived]

To be honest, I bet most of them do. In Duncan, sir Handel, and Gordon’s cases - I can relate, because I have bipolar. I don’t have the seemingly fun bipolar, where u get unrealistically high n energetic for days. I get either normal me, or depressed moody, n wanting to burn the world down moody me (the latter two r usually a result of intense stress). And too, a lot of people also think that if u show certain symptoms it’s just ‘that’, or it’s autism. It could b ‘that’, it could b autism, it could be both, it could be neither. In the case of mental health related things, there r soooooo many similarities that can overlap. I’ve had to navigate bipolar, ptsd, and anxiety. It’s…interesting…to say the least.

[thebunnymen]

MARAUDERS MLM FIC RECOMMENDATION

I have read more than 300 marauders fics and I’ve curated this list of all my favorites; I will add at the end the famous ones I’ve read as well but I am prioritizing the ones that I haven’t heard about as much that I think deserve just as much recognition.

For moonseeker/water, there’s another list on my account that I have pinned for those interested.

I will make a separate wlw/sapphic post

A brief history of dragons by Eyra [Wolfstar](23k words, finished) AU non magical, cottage. James and Sirius work in a James’ parents cafe together and Remus is there everyday writing a book about dragons and they’re so cute and so in love and I absolutely love it. https://archiveofourown.org/works/24114526/chapters/58052638

The art of getting by by Sarewolf [wolfstar] (40k words, finished) Remus and Sirius raise Harry together. Heartbreaking in the best way <3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/27300139/chapters/66700582

Beneath a big blue sky by Eyra [wolfstar with a lovely side Jily](68k words,finished) AU farm, Sirius and James are city boys that end up in a Yorkshire farm by “mistake” where they spend the summer. Lily and Remus are farmers. It’s funny, clever and touching; also we see Remus’ rs with his parents and it’s so lovely. https://archiveofourown.org/works/31046156/chapters/76694012

A string of consequences by semistrawberry [jegulily] (164k words, finished) AU no Voldemort. My favorite poly fic of them by far. We see each of their relationship grow and evolve in such a unique way, I’d do anything to be able to read it for the first time. It all stars with amortentia :) I can’t stress this enough this fic is a masterpiece https://archiveofourown.org/works/35878465/chapters/89461336 (it is quite well known but I wanted to say more about it so I didn’t put it with the famous ones)

A full guide of gardening for amateurs by Aphrsditea [jegulus] (75k words, finished) AU modern setting. This is one of my favorite fics of all time, all fandoms included. It’s beautifully written, so touching and inspiring. James is bipolar and Regulus suffers from ptsd. I don’t even know how to explain this fic because there is simply too much to say but I would recommend it even to those who don’t like this ship as much because it’s worth it. It deserves to be a book to be honest. https://archiveofourown.org/works/40365099/chapters/101111832

Mastermind (love made me crazy) by Miriammt [jegulus] (331k words, finished) Regulus is consumed by bitterness and pain after his brother Sirius ran away from home, and he blames James Potter for taking him away. Seeking revenge, he plots to take James away from Sirius. But what starts as a means of vengeance quickly turns into a tumultuous affair, and Regulus finds himself falling in love. Passion and desire turn into feelings and the wish to do and be better for James.But, as he navigates his complex feelings for James, a dark wizard rises to power, seeking to gain followers among the Hogwarts students. Trapped between duty and love, Regulus is forced to confront his fears, as he tries to protect those he cares about. https://archiveofourown.org/works/42091176/chapters/105674427

A for amortentia by angelcakes12332 [jegulus] (10k words, finished) When brewing Amortentia in Slughorn’s class, all James wants is a passing grade.Smelling his best friends brother in the potion? Well, James always has been over ambitious. https://archiveofourown.org/works/44310625/chapters/111435358

If I get out of bed (you'll see me standing all alone) by bartylusisms [bartylus] (32k one shot) Coraline (2009) but make it Bartylus: Regulus as Coraline, Barty as Wybie, Sirius as Padfoot (the cat), and Pandora, Dorcas and Evan as the nosey neighbors. https://archiveofourown.org/works/42764214

If i could give you the moon by malecstsc [wolfstar, side jegulus] (95k words,finished) HELP such a great fic :((( i love it so so much. Remus is a slytherin (bless) and regs best friend (moonseeker on top) sirius and him “hate” each other and are constantly snarky with the other, but they end up fake dating in a poor attempt to get closer, and its just so fluffy and angsty (light angst to be honest, but still the slow burn) https://archiveofourown.org/works/51521812/chapters/130214497

Please please please (let me get what I want this time) by nicodiangelol [moonchaser] (19k one shot) AU college, where Remus is a nerdy punk who needs to start cricket as an extracurricular activity to not fail the year and James is the captain, they knew each other from middle school. Genuinely had so much fun with it, grumpy x sunshine in all its glory, definitely a great fic. https://archiveofourown.org/works/56928679

Crowns & Coffee Cups series by Eyra [moonchaser] (9k words total for three works) AU non magical. Remus is chronically ill and James takes care of him, and it’s just so tender and soft and simple but beautifully written. So good so catching, I felt the loving and the feeling of being loved, precious. Also James is a terrible husband to Lily they got married after a one night stand so tw for that Lily deserves better https://archiveofourown.org/series/2204058

Don’t call me kid (don’t call me baby) by sxsooo_0 [moonrose, jegulus, party] ( 17k words, unfinished) set in the 80s, we get a pov of each character to understand how they come to be in Italy. It’s so beautifully written and the plot is so interesting; but the writer put it under a finished fic, although the 5 chapters we have are all the introduction to the beginning of the summer, so I am trying to swallow my disappointment, I was so so immersed and enthralled by it, and now I feel achingly lonesome without the continuity of what felt like a great piece of fiction. (No hate to the writer for putting it under finished they probably didn’t do it on purpose) SO SO GOOD AND I NEED MORE https://archiveofourown.org/works/57682639/chapters/146791582

All the king’s men series by intronevermind [bartylus+ side jily, wolfstar, and a tiny bit of marylene] (384k words total for 3 works) based on the foxhole court, I haven’t read the original work but I didn’t need to as the writer explained everything perfectly. It’s so so good, dark and gloomy, violent and beautiful. One of my fav bartylus. Regulus Beaumont is the newest addition to the Godric Gryffindor University Exy team. He’s short, he’s fast, he’s got a ton of potential– and he’s the runaway son of the murderous crime lord known as The Butcher. Signing a contract with the high profile team the Gryffindor Lions is the last thing Regulus should do. His lies will hold up only so long under this kind of scrutiny and the truth will get him killed. But Regulus is tired, and he quickly discovers he isn’t the only one on the team with secrets. Regulus has survived the last eight years by running, but maybe he’s finally found someone and something worth fighting for. https://archiveofourown.org/series/3915340

FAMOUS ONES THAT I ENJOYED

All the young dudes by mskingbean89 [wolfstar,jily] ( 526k words, finished) https://archiveofourown.org/works/10057010/chapters/22409387

ATYD Sirius perspective by Rollercoasterwords (628k words, finished) https://archiveofourown.org/works/34577035/chapters/86070550

Just lovers ( like we were supposed to be) by bizarrestars [jegulus + minor wolfstar, dorlene, marylily] (321k words, finished) https://archiveofourown.org/works/38344720/chapters/95816488

Choices by messermoon [jegulus, wolfstar, jily] (624k words, finished) https://archiveofourown.org/works/30170643/chapters/74332617

Best friend’s brother by bizarrestars [jegulus, wolfstar] (329k words, finished) https://archiveofourown.org/works/37021876/chapters/92370142

Crimson rivers by bizarrestars [jegulus, wolfstar + side rs] (865k words, finished) https://archiveofourown.org/works/39760044/chapters/99543639

A black mass over highway ninety [ i cannot find it anymore if anyone does please do send the link so i can put it up, i don’t remember the name of the author either im sorry ]

Art heist baby! by otrtbs [jegulus, wolfstar, dorlene] (220k words, finished) https://archiveofourown.org/works/38454070/chapters/96104947

Only the brave by Solmussa [jegulus, wolfstar, dorlene, rosekiller] (645k words, finished) https://archiveofourown.org/works/43379187/chapters/109046397

For Bizarrestars and Solmussa fics you need to be registered to an account.

+ my own fic for anyone interested:

48 hours too long by moonycriesdies [jegulus] (14k words) Receiving a letter saying he had 48 hours to live was the best news of Regulus’ life.

He was done the moment he was born, choking on the umbilical cord, hoping to asphyxiate; sadly, the doctors were competent. And they insisted on keeping him alive from that point on.

Mainly black brother angst and jegulus fluff.

Have fun reading !! I’d love to hear your feedback :)

[wheelie-sick]

[ID: a page with text on the top saying "When your brain is the one breaking down, the idea of mental illness seems excruciatingly real" on the right is a line drawing of a person talking to a therapist. to the left is a block of text "When you start to ask the authorities questions like What are Mental Illnesses? you tend to get answers like:" a block of text with an image of a brain answers the question with "In general they're disorders of the brain, your body's most important organ. A mental illness is:

a health condition, much like heart disease or diabetes

no one's fault-- not the person's, nor the family's"

To the left the text continues "These answers reassure a lot of people. They make it clear mental illness isn't a result of weakness. They take away a lot of the shame. And they offer a hope that mental illness can be treated with drugs and standard medical procedure, like any other disease."

"But it's not that simple. There's no blood test for mental illness. Diagnosis relies entirely on the subjective opinion of the psychiatrist. And the American Psychiatric Association has recently added new "disorders" like Compulsive Shopping Disorder and Oppositional Defiant Disorder to its list of illnesses. Are these really chemical conditions like diabetes that should be treated with drugs, or are they outgrowth of a sick culture seeking quick fixes for unhappy housewives and easy ways to control kids who question authority?"

"When you ask some people What are Mental illnesses? you get answers like "Mental illness" is a convenient label for behavior that disrupts social order." to the right is a line drawing of a person performing chemistry.

A text box with small print takes up the bottom of the page.

"You get answers like: people who notice how screwed up our world is, or who perceive reality in radically different ways than "normal" folks, and then display "extreme" reactions, get labeled with a disease. Which could render dumpster diving and Christian fundamentalism a form of pathology, depending on who's making the diagnosis. Consider: a kid can't sit still in class and wants to talk when he has an idea, instead of when he gets called on. Is the kid out of control and in need of Ritalin, or is it possible that school is actually incredibly regimented, unimaginative, and mind-numbing to the point that a child with an active, inquisitive brain might find it very difficult to pay attention? According to the DSM-IV, the official diagnostic manual of the American Psychiatric Association, a behavior "clinically significant" enough to be labeled a disorder must not be an "expectable and culturally sanctioned response to a particular event." So if an average American responds to any given atrocity-- like the fact that people are starving in cultures all over the world where farmers are being forced to grow coffee for America instead of food for their people--with an expectable and culturally sanctioned response, like turning on the television to avoid thinking about it, they are healthy. Whereas if I sob hysterically and talk to strangers about it and stay up all night trying to think of ways to change it, I might be the one who gets labeled with a disorder."]

-Navigating The Space Between Brilliance And Madness: A Reader & Roadmap Of Bipolar Worlds

[klonopin-queen]

Decided to make something of an about me post so here goes:

If you read my description you already know the basics…30 year old female with a boyfriend she likes to dominate from time to time but will also do anything and everything if I’m called a good girl (not an invitation, titles and pet names are earned). Pretty kinky and I like sex. Pretty much like a dude when I get laid, I immediately wanna tell all my homies (queen of TMI, move on now if you don’t want all the dirty details). Bisexual in the sense that I think girls are hot af and I might wanna fuck one but I also couldn’t survive without a cock in my life.

Big pothead but I don’t drink alcohol or do other drugs (not opposed on special occasions if I’m in the right headspace but not a habit).

Kinda crazy but I’m working on it. I’ve had experience with most psychiatric meds under the sun but am currently unmedicated and it’s working for me surprisingly. Diagnosed bipolar 2, BPD, and ADHD.

Talk to me about my dead parents, I’ll literally never shut up (that being said, always available to those navigating any kind of grief).

I have a 4 year old husky/malamute named Luna and an 8 year old cat named Babe. Huge animal person and frankly it’s kind of a red flag if you aren’t 🤷🏼‍♀️ Show me your pets and I’ll show you mine!

I like posting pictures that make me feel good about myself but I still struggle daily with crippling insecurities and body dysmorphia and I have my whole life. Please be kind ❤️ That also being said I will not post any pictures or videos that are more explicit than what I already post, nor do I sell anything or send anything privately. What you see is simply what you get.

I’m an open book and love to chat! Lets be friends 🥰

[the-astrophel-system]

Navigating Triggers

A talk on the reality of navigating triggers in daily life.

I'm just rambling for most of it, I don't have much of a clear direction. General tw for talk of triggers and potential issues that come with it.

Knowing what your triggers are is such a good thing. It is crucial and it's often one of the first steps in recovery of ptsd. Or any disorder really. Triggers can happen for many types of disorders: bpd, bipolar, pstd, did, dpdr, ocd, anxiety, depression, and more. There are lots of things that can trigger an onset of specific symptoms.

Recognising your triggers is helpful because it helps you understand yourself and your experience with your disorder better. By knowing what can trigger you, you can take the proper steps in (healthily) avoiding certain things, settling yourself faster, or putting your safety plan in place and letting someone know you could have an episode.

But holy shit I rarely see many people talking about how hard it is to navigate triggers. Especially when you haven't learned the necessary coping skills to regulate yourself. If you haven't learned those skills and only know what your triggers are, you're basically alone. All you can really do is avoid shit, and that can turn unhealthy so quickly, and sometimes it's not even an option.

You can't avoid things like people's names, or certain common phrases, or even what scents are around, or places you pass. It can be so hard to navigate and regulate yourself in life when you know what is bad, but you don't know how to stop it being bad.

It also can be difficult to not purposefully trigger yourself. There are lots of reasons why someone may do that, and it can be a horrific cycle to try and break. Personally, we've had alters try to trigger other alters, or we've had alters purposefully trigger themselves. It feels helpful or like the only option in the moment, but it's really not. All it's gonna do is make you feel worse and trapped in a cycle.

I just wanted to make a post saying that it can take a really long time to figure out what your triggers are, how to best engage with triggers, and how to eventually feel like a functional human being in the world.

Try log what your triggers are, try to make safety plans for yourself, and reach out for help when you can.

[ange1sang]

sweetface, angelface

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; canon compliant/post season 11, domestic fluff, sibling love, gallavich, fiona and ian + fiona and mickey, past regrets, mild hurt/comfort but mostly just sweet

Ian and Mickey's West Side apartment is silent when Fiona lets herself in with the spare key she borrowed from Lip. The quiet is thick in a way that it never was back in the Gallagher house - quiet always meant something terrible had happened, and rarely lasted more than a minute or two in their neighbourhood - and Fiona has to pause to take it in with a deep breath.

Lip had warned her that her visit was poorly timed. Ian had been climbing up the mental steps towards another high which had resulted in a quick and easy adjustment of his medication, and while Ian was resilient and experienced after so many years of learning the ins and outs of being bipolar, it had still left him sleepy and distant as his brain got used to the change in chemicals. He'd been off work for half a week - a long time for someone finding their footing in the real world - and Mickey had taken the past couple of days off to take care of his husband, something that had taken Fiona back to Ian's first depressive episode as soon as Lip had told her. Mickey's determination to take care of Ian, his hardheaded love for her little brother, and the fear in his eyes as he rambled about the sudden shift in Ian's behaviour.

She'd been less than supportive back then, knowing that Ian needed real treatment more than he needed love in that moment, but hearing now how Mickey's determination has persisted for years longer than they'd ever expected had made her heart ache.

Ian had always been her baby. Since that first night Frank left her and her only siblings at the time out on the street and she'd carried a feverish Ian and teary Lip to the clinic he'd been her baby. Lip was the second oldest, a role that came with signifcantly less responsibility but still enough of it for him to be her rock through those first few years of playing house all by herself. But for the years before Debbie was born Ian had been the youngest, the one who needed the most care, and even after their other siblings were born and Ian became Lip's best friend instead of just his little brother, the need to take care of him had lingered for Fiona.

It didn't help that Ian was so sweet and kind, always wearing his heart on his sleeve in a way that Fiona and Lip never did. He was vulnerable, and even when he kept his aches and pains to himself it was obvious when he was hurt. She wanted, always had wanted, to shelter him from as much as she could, even when she had too much on her plate to know his whereabouts or the names of kids bothering him at school.

Despite the desire to keep him safe, Fiona knew that he had slipped through the cracks more often than his siblings had. Maybe it was the sweet smile he gave her when she asked if he was alright, maybe it was the resilience that shone through when he started navigating his sexuality by himself, maybe it was his dreams of the army and the tough guy exterior he put on whenever he talked about West Point. Whatever the reason, he'd been left behind when she fussed over Lip being in school, when Debbie got pregnant, when Carl came back from juvie. He was the apple of her eye, but he was so meek sometimes that it was easy to focus on the rest of the kids and what they needed from her.

She knows now that she could've done more. That she should've been glad Ian was with Mickey instead of some guy who was old enough to be his father, who there'd been far too many of without any of them stopping to question what the hell those men were doing with their brother. She should have fought to bring him home when he ran off to the army the same way she fought to bring Lip home after he dropped out, and she should've done more than turn a blind eye when he started working at clubs and came home skinny, high out of his mind with eyeliner still smeared around his lashline. She should've carried him to safety, the same way she did that night when it was just the three of them alone in the world for the first time. There was no way she could have done a perfect job at raising all five of the kids - she knows that too - but her heart aches when she thinks of the times Ian slipped through all of their fingers without a safety net to catch him.

She owes Ian, forever her little brother and the only sibling she calls 'sweetface', for not trying to understand him better. For not trying harder to love the only boyfriend who had been there through the first highs and lows without ever turning his back on him. Ian did okay even without those things, she can see as much as she looks around the little apartment. The family photos in frames on the TV stand, the taupe couch with only one stain, the coffeetable with a half-full ashtray she recognises from their old home. He did okay because, despite being a softer kid than any of them had the courage to be, he was strong. She smiles when she spots a wedding picture hung above the TV, Ian and Mickey holding each other's faces like the rest of the world had fallen away at that moment. She wishes she'd been there, will likely wish as much for the rest of her life, but she's here now and has to hope that's enough.

The clattering of dishes pulls her out of her thoughts. She can hear coffee being put to brew, the soft shuffle of socked feet coming from the kitchen. She blinks back the dull ache in her chest and makes her way to the source of the noise, smiling when she sees Mickey leaning against the counter, an unlit cigarette between his lips as he puts two Pop-Tarts in the toaster. He startles at her presence but smiles as soon as he sees her.

"Hey Fi," he greets, setting aside his cigarette and allowing her to hug him hello without a struggle, which is a win for Fiona even if he doesn't really return the touch. He's softer in their new environment she realises, more relaxed than he ever was when he was in the same neighbourhood as his family. She pulls back and gives his arm a squeeze, smiling warmly at the sight of the wedding ring on his finger.

"Hi angelface," she says. Mickey immediately turns to the doorway, looking for something before he freezes and turns his attention back to Fiona, brows drawn tight together as he looks her up and down.

"Thought you were talking to Ian," he mumbles, pulling away from her touch as though to get a better look at her. "Where the fuck did that come from?"

Fiona can't help but laugh, shrugging off her jacket and draping it over the back of one of the chairs at their kitchen table.

"Ian's always been sweetface," she says, watching how Mickey's expression softens as she says that. "I was thinkin' the whole way over that you ought to have a nickname too."

"Y'know, I was doin' fine without one," Mickey grumbles, but the furrow between his brows has disappeared, a half-amused smirk on his lips.

"Count yourself lucky you didn't get one the day he started lookin' at you like you hung the moon and fucking stars," she jokes, which makes him snicker. She thinks back to the days Ian and Mickey were just teenagers wrapped around each other's little fingers, smiling little smiles that they only shared with each other and falling asleep side by side in whatever cramped space was available to them, be it Ian's childhood bed or the worn and torn Gallagher couch. Mickey had been the farthest thing from an angel at the time and he's still pretty far off, but if she could go back she'd have started calling him angelface the second he proved he was in it for the long haul. She takes a deep breath and perches on the edge of the table. "How's he been?"

"Good," Mickey says quickly, not dismissively but confidently, his blue eyes fond as he glances towards the doorway again. "Sleepin' a lot but he's eating and keeping up a routine and all that shit. He"– Mickey hesitates here, eyes darting back and forth between Fiona's face and the floor as a flush climbs his cheeks. –"works real fuckin' hard, y'know? He doesn't want anyone to worry, not like when we were kids. He knows his shit and he fuckin'... He works hard."

Fiona smiles. She does know. Ian's never been half-hearted in anything he cares about, and hearing that he cares about taking care of himself soothes some of the worry that's always going to nag at her, wondering if he's got his head above water.

"Helps that he's got you," she says, giving Mickey some of the long overdue credit she never let him have before. Mickey rolls his eyes and his fingers twitch like he's going to flip her off but ultimately he just pulls out three mugs to pour coffee into. She smiles, recalling how he was with Mandy, bickering and cussing back and forth but always reserving a special kind of sweetness for each other that they didn't share with anyone else in their family. Fiona knows better than anyone that siblings can't be replaced, but him offering her a little of the friendliness he used to reserve for his little sister makes her happy.

"Fi."

Ian's voice, slow and rough with sleep, breaks the comfortable silence in the kitchen. Fiona jumps up and launches herself at her little brother in a tight hug, smiling into his shoulder when he wraps his arms around her.

"I didn't know you were coming over," he mumbles, tucking his face down into her shoulder the same way he used to do back when they were the same height. He has to bend his neck down to do it now, making himself smaller as she brings a hand up to run her fingers through his curls.

"Lip called after you went to sleep, didn't wanna wake you," Mickey explains, voice soft.

Fiona grins as she pulls away from him, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

"Hey, sweetface," she murmurs, pinching his cheek and pulling a whine from Ian. "Forgot how tall you are."

"You were gone for too long," he replies, but there's no hard feelings in his voice. She still thinks about the day she left, visiting him in prison and squeezing his hands tight so she wouldn't forget the warmth of his palms once she let go. His smile, supportive and sad and excited all at once had reflected all of her own feelings and tied her stomach in knots but also grounded her, reminding her that her family would always be here for her to come home to. She kisses his cheek again even though this too makes him whine before finally letting him go.

"Now that you got your own place I'll visit more often," she reassures him. Through the bleary, sleepy expression on his face Ian smiles.

"You better," he jokes, before stepping over to kiss Mickey's cheek. She watches them exchange gentle 'good morning's, Mickey's hand trailing up and down Ian's spine in a way that's so casual, so clearly the norm for them, that she has to look away before she gets teary-eyed.

They sit around the kitchen table, coffee mugs and Pop-Tarts and pills and cigarettes all carefully laid out in front of them. Seeing them go about their lives with her there, mumbling about bills and what they dreamt last night and whether or not the movie they've been wanting to watch will be easy to pirate, is the best gift she's ever received. Lip has his own family, Carl has a great job, Debbie is a better mother than Monica ever dreamed of being, Liam is cleverer than any of them and Ian is doing well. Better than well, even after everything he's been through, after being let down in ways Fiona will never be able to forget. They all did good with what they were given, but it's Ian's life - cozy and safe and domestic - that makes her happiest.

"You're never gonna guess what she fuckin' called me, man," Mickey says suddenly, drawing Fiona's attention back to the present. Ian raises an eyebrow and turns his attention to his big sister, already smiling before she says anything.

"You're sweetface, only makes sense if he's angelface," she defends the sappy nickname, giggling when Ian laughs out loud. Mickey is only slightly less amused, blushing when Ian reaches out to hold his hand.

"Makes sense to me, Mick," he says, which has his husband rolling his eyes.

"Course you'd side with her, fuckin' payback for me siding with Debbie one time, huh?" he mutters, which brings forth another round of teasing from Ian. Fiona listens to them and makes a mental note to ask about Mickey and Debbie later. For now she just steeps in the peace of their apartment, of the life they've carved out for themselves, and breathes a sigh of relief.

[rrenzwrld]

isn’t she lovely?

dad!eren x black reader

— the birth of his daughter becomes one of the best days he’s ever lived

third part? late night inspo at 2am..

part one + part two

— to learn as you go

A few weeks after your daughter was born, sleep was something foreign to the new parents. Late nights that they used to spend sleeping or spend on leisurely activities, they now spent catering to the cries of their daughter, Elle. The both of you did expect this to be hard but you two knew how to communicate and that helped you cooperate with each other in order to navigate the hardships of your new lives.

“Eren,” you lightly tapped your boyfriend as he was sound asleep on the bed with his daughter laid upon his chest. He stirred a bit and was careful not to wake the baby. “I’m going to the store, you gonna be okay with her by yourself?” You didn’t wanna leave her but of course you trusted her father and you took this small opportunity to run out to Walmart to get some things for the house.

“Yeah..” He whispered. “Go on, I got her.” He waved you away before you placed a kiss on his forehead.

As soon as the door closed, it’s like Elle knew.

“Awww no~” Eren whined as his daughter began to cry. He carefully lifted her off his chest. “She’s coming back~” Elle didn’t care what her father was saying to her at the moment and in this point in time, it was clear who the favorite parent was.

Elle’s crying became louder and louder and Eren honestly didn’t know what to do with her by himself. For the past 6 weeks, you and him have worked together on taking care of Elle and this was the first night that one of you was left with her alone. He tried singing to her even though he was a terrible singer and that probably made it worse, he tried turning on the tv and watching cartoons with her, he tried walking around all the rooms in the house, and he’s tried feeding her and checking to see if she needed to be changed. Nothing could stop her wailing.

He was tempted to call you but he didn’t wanna bother you by interrupting your time by yourself.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” He spoke to her as he held her tiny body away from his face. “You hurting daddy’s feelings right now, y’know that?” For a second, her cries were dying down.

“You wanna go for a ride?” Elle whimpers and pouts in front of him, her big green eyes looking up at her father’s face. Eren thought he finally cracked the code until she starts up all over again.

“Alright,” He grabs Elle’s blanket and her diaper bag before placing her in the carseat as she still wails loudly in his ear. Eren has tried everything up until this point and he hopes that this one thing will be enough to calm Elle down.

He pulls up to a park that has a shaded area with a bench and tables under it. With a crying Elle, he detaches the car seat and goes to sit down under the shaded area. It’s still dark out so there’s nobody there and the vibe is peaceful. Perfect. He thinks to himself as he gently rocks the carseat back and forth, not taking her out of it. He’s tried this same thing back at the house but that wasn’t nearly as effective.

“You like it better here?” Eren knows she doesn’t understand him but he likes to talk to her as if she does. Elle cracks a tiny smile. “You are just like your mom, y’know that? Bipolar as hell.” Elle continues to smile as Eren rocks the carseat still. He smiles as he thinks of you. “One moment she’s cussin me out and the next she’s putting that pretty smile on me. Just like you’re doin right now.” He booped her nose. You and Elle were his world and he’d give anything to make sure the both of you are protected. Seeing those smiles and hearing those laughs was enough to keep him going everyday. Everything he did was for the both of you and he couldn’t imagine it being any different.

He’s still rocking the carseat, which contained a sleeping Elle now when the phone rings with your contact.

“Hey baby.” He exhales in deep relief when he finally hears your voice.

“Hi~ how’d she do?”

“Uhhh we at the park right now—“

“Why the fuck do you have my baby—“ Your new mother emotions were kicking in when your boyfriend told you that he had your newborn daughter outside at 3am.

He shushes you from the phone. “It’s okay, she’s okay. I just wanted to calm her down that’s all.”

You took a deep breath as you cruised through the clothes aisle. “Did you feed her?”

“Of course I fed her. I tried everything but she just kept crying. But then I brought her here and she’s sleeping now.” Your heart melted.

“Awww~ well, I’ll be home in a bit. Get my baby out that air because if she catches something it’s gon be your—“

He knew you too well. “It’s gonna be my ass, I know baby. We bout to head home now.”

“I love you, Eren.” You loved that man with everything you had and you couldn’t choose anyone better to have a child with

“I love you too, Y/n,” He smiled. “Bye.”

Once Eren made it in the house with Elle and her diaper bag, he went into the nursery and carefully placed the sleeping baby into her pretty white crib. After a few minutes, Eren sat in the rocking chair and snuck in a few Z’s too before he heard you enter the room.

“My babies.” You ran a hand through Eren’s hair as you both watched the baby as she slept soundly.

“You did good.”

He looked up at you. “She was crying for hours and I didn’t know how to—“

“Shhh, it’s fine. She’s okay. You did great.” You reassured as you kissed his forehead.

“You’re a great father.” He scoffed.

“It’s only been 6 weeks— ow…“ You pinched him every time he wanted to downplay himself and he’s been finding a way to do that ever since you brought your daughter home. Even though Elle has only been home for 6 weeks, Eren has proved to be an amazing father. As new parents, you’re prone to make mistakes but he did almost everything perfect with Elle as if it came naturally to him.

“And we’re learning. It’s the name of the game, baby.” You gently rubbed on his shoulders. You were right, being new parents meant there was room to learn new things about how to care for your children everyday and Eren needed to learn how to embrace that. But he knew as well as yourself that as long as the both of you stick together, it’ll get easier overtime.

“Yeah… and you’re obviously the favorite parent.”

[doomedfromthewombfr]

Hey there. Welcome to my blog- my little corner of the universe. I’m Ember, here to serve up a blend of existential dread, mental illness chronicles, and dark humor that somehow makes sense of the chaos.

If you’re looking for a ‘how-to’ on inner peace or any version of “good vibes only,” you might want to hit that back button. Here, I am all about raw honesty and laughing at life’s absurdities, like navigating a long list of diagnoses, trying to trick my brain into caring, and figuring out if I even exist outside my home. Basically, it’s all the stuff no one really wants to talk about… but probably should.

So grab a snack, settle in, and let’s take this weird journey together. I’m not here to be fixed; just here to feel a little less alone in the mess.

You can ask me anything 🖤

Side blog for my daily life and struggles- a bit more personal: https://www.tumblr.com/obsidianwhipsers/769545712780345344/welcome-to-the-mess-my-name-is-ember-this-is

Chronically ill and permanently disabled

Professionally diagnosed with:

~Borderline Personality Disorder

~CPTSD

~GAD

~Panic disorder

~Agoraphobia

~OCD with Contamination and magical thinking

~Bipolar 2

I also have many chronic physical health conditions/diseases *actually diagnosed*- Fibromyalgia, Sjogrens, Systemic Scleroderma, POTs, inappropriate sinus tachycardia, degenerative disc disease, arthritis, narrow angle glaucoma, migraines, ocular migraines, endometriosis, chronic fatigue syndrome (ME/CFS), adult onset asthma.

*in process of getting diagnosed with or ruling out MS- a lot of brain lesions (T2 Flairs)- could also be Neuro Sjogrens (NSS)