#personal revelation

[gothicapologist]

"I promise that the soul that will venerate this image will not perish. I also promise victory over enemies already here on earth, especially at the hour of death. I Myself will defend it as My own glory." - Jesus to St. Faustina, Divine Mercy in My Soul (Notebook I, Entry 48)

[silvertonguedcharlatan]

Unfortunately realizing as I get older that my type is dork ass loser men

[woodpengu]

Personal Story: feel free to skip. But I wonder if anyone can relate to having a parent that expressed their trauma as love projected onto their children in a way that disregarded what was most important to said child. Read on if you're curious. Might be triggering for those who've suffered passive (or active) neglect.

My mother romanticized the gift-giving aspect of Christmas to unhealthy degrees. Don't ask why - her trauma isn't my story to tell nor her mind mine to comprehend. She just wouldn't accept anyone being okay with not receiving anything. "No" was not in her vocabulary (we'll save the lesson in consent and boundaries for another day).

My last year speaking or interacting with her directly, she had grown to keeping her eyes peeled all year round for gifts to bestow at Christmas. My sister and I were the number one priority even though both of us had told her "One is enough if you must give us a thing at all". And there was something far more important to me that happened every year between one Christmas and the next: my birthday.

I value this day above other special occasions as a benchmark of survival. I lasted another year. I held fast for another circle of the Earth. I gave myself 365 days more of opportunities for good memories and reasons to keep going. Living another year is much more important. Things aren't necessary for the occasion, but I would like acknowledgment. I'd like to think a parent would find their child that they love being alive and well is more important to them than a holiday that's been turned into a capitalist-driven drain on sanity, safety, and good manners.

But this last time, she forgot my birthday. Until a couple days ahead of it, my mother had been collecting gifts for a holiday that wouldn't happen for another four months that I didn't want a pile of things I'd throw out, donate, or shelve (she tended to get me things she wanted for herself just in case I didn't care for them or couldn't use them... nothing was ever just for me). She told me herself that she forgot what the date was, and pulled something random out of the pile, avoiding the "big important gifts" she didn't want me to have until Christmas.

This is a woman who prides herself on her wrapping skills and being covert with surprises and gifts. She made no effort with it. "Here, have a pretty ramen bowl with this cool gimmick that traditional ramen bowls don't have." It was, in fact, a pretty bowl... that I did not in any way hint at wanting, needing, or yearning for in any capacity. I had two ramen bowls at the time that I loved and was very happy with and did not want another, nor did I have the space for one, which I informed her of when she asked. Unwrapped. No ceremony. Just handed over with an apology about forgetting and "I'll take you somewhere to make up for it". Which she did...

She took me to a place she wanted to go to... while the air was thick with smoke from the wildfires. If you have or know someone with PTSD or CPTSD, activates lizard brain (survival mode) at the drop of a hat, and the one thing we can lose resistance to is the smell of smoke (which for animals turns on the flight response and is how they know to get the heck out of dodge). Of course, I'd explained this to her. CPTSD was the reason for being in therapy, and why COVID hit me harder than most - I was isolated with my worst and most constant abusers who were keyed up and agitated more than usual by circumstances (another story). But... to her, I was throwing a tantrum and being ungrateful.

All she had to do was acknowledge the important part: I was alive and still trying to live. If all she gave me was a hug and a "thank you for being here", that would have been the most meaningful gift and the best birthday of my life. But... she made it about her, her efforts, her compromises, her gifting ability... My day was about her. That's like a relative going to a wedding and giving the bride hell for not putting [relative] on a pedestal. Integrity, please.

Point being... [takes a moment to heave a big ol sigh] (part two of my gifting rambles, here) If a person is important to you, then make the effort to acknowledge what's important to them. It's not about you "being a good friend/relative/companion" in the "I give gifts because I love you" sense. It's about showing real love through acknowledgment of their truths.

[ulkaralakbarova]

Film Review: "Daddio" - Journey of Intimate Conversations and Personal Revelation

Dakota Johnson as “Girlie” in DADDIO, Photo credit: Phedon Papamichael, Courtesy of Sony Pictures Classics ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 5 out of 5. It is indeed true that some of the most poignant conversations occur as a taxi passenger. The confined space and the temporary nature of the passenger-driver relationship create a unique environment that allows the passenger to share their thoughts and emotions…

[person-of-varying-obsessions]

A Revelation

After starting my playthrough of Danganronpa V3 with the Japanese voices instead of English Dub (just because I was curious), I heard this little gremlin's voice and thought: "No way..."

So I looked it up, and SURE ENOUGH!-

They're both voiced in Japanese by Hiro Shimono!

The worst part was that, during my time getting all of the Good Endings in Nightshade, I literally had the thought that Kuroyuki was like Kokichi in that he was essentially a purple gremlin (though not in the same way, obviously). And I had no idea how accurate that thought was going to be until today...

[thecagedsong]

Me, on my way to work: Dear Heavenly Father, I have a meeting today and I really don't want to be mean or rude, but the draft they showed me was absolutely terrible and my untrustworthy emotions want to scream in rage at the sight of it. Please help me figure out a good way to express my critiques without being mean.

Me, on my way to work still, five minutes later: huh, you know, I still don't get why they tried to make us read that stupid toad book for book club in sixth grade. I don't remember anything except it talking about how people in Austrailia would go out of their way to purposefully run over giant ugly invasive species toads on the road. I guess I couldn't get into it because at the time (and now) I can't understand such a needless cruel practice and I spend every morning praying that the dogs and cats of this place stay out of the road.

Me, one more minute later, still on my way to work, remembering that I have an undergraduate degree in anthropology with a focus on diaspora and a law degree with a focus on international human rights: OOOOOOHHHHHHH! It's a metaphor. The protagonists were never one running over people, it's about dealing with people who do see life that way and are needless cruel to people (minorities) they don't like. And if I wouldn't run over a toad, or try to target a toad, why would I try to hurt a human being? Thanks God, I know how to deal with my meeting today.

[wasmormon]

Church Indoctrination Is The Goal

Spencer W. Kimball, LDS Church President from 1973–1985. He gave an address soon after becoming the church president at a Regional Representatives Seminar where he asked for indoctrination. While the term “indoctrination” may seem neutral in some contexts, its use here is a red flag, suggesting a deliberate effort to mold individuals into unwavering adherents who unquestioningly accept and…

[sunbloomdew]

do you ever see a person and you are overcome with incredible fondness? and you just think "oh." but not in a romantic or sexual way you are just filled with warmth and it makes you happy, it just does. and you think "i'm so happy you exist. i'm happy you are somewhere out there in the world, doing your thing". it's love but also not entirely

like people are lovely and i feel it in my entire chest like a burning candle that smells like roses and a sunny day

[mindfulldsliving]

Aligning Prayer with God's Will: A Path to Peace

Prayer is a cornerstone of spiritual practice, and asking is its beating heart. Asking in prayer isn't just about requesting things. It's about forging a connection, engaging in a dialogue, and opening a pathway to spiritual growth.

3 Nephi 14:7–8 Asking through PrayerDiscover the Power of Meditative Prayer: A Path to Fulfillment In our fast-paced lives, the act of meditative prayer often becomes the anchor that steadies our spirits. 3 Nephi 14:7–8 invites us to ask, seek, and knock, reassuring us that our Heavenly Father is always ready to respond. These verses echo the timeless truth: when we reach out through sincere…

[benevolenterrancy]

("Always. Continuously. With increasing apprehension, and decreasing hope. I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday. I will love you as a corpse loves the beak of the vulture. I will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how I discover what happens to you, and no matter what happens to me as I discover this." -- paraphrased from The Beatrice Letters, Lemony Snicket)

[nosferatufaggot]

It took a million watches but I'm pretty sure the intended interpretation of season two is that the Doctor and Rose are dating. Like not even mutual pining like they actually are dating. They kissed at the end of season one, The Christmas Invasion Rose is going on to her mom about their relationship and how she thought they were something, and in New Earth Rose calls the day the sun expands their "first date" then Cassandra is in Rose's body and makes out with Ten and he doesn't really question it just says "Still got it."

Like ship it or not, I do think the intended interpretation is that they are for realises dating. Which makes season three make even MORE sense! Martha has a crush but she isn't Rose. "Rebound" like it wasn't mutual pining they were DATING!!!!!!!!!!!

[gothicapologist]

The Golden Arrow

This prayer was dictated by our Lord Himself to Sister Mary of St. Peter. Opening His Heart to her, our Savior complained of blasphemy, saying that this frightful sin wounds His divine Heart more grievously than all other sins, for it was like a "poisoned arrow."

After that, our Savior dictated the following prayer, which He called "The Golden Arrow," saying that those who would recite this prayer would pierce Him delightfully, and also heal those other wounds inflicted on Him by the malice of sinners. This prayer is regarded as the very basis of the Work of Reparation. It is recommended for recitation on each of the thirty-three beads of the Holy Face Chaplet.

Prayer of Reparation in Praise of the Holy Name of God entitled "The Golden Arrow"

May the most holy, most sacred, most adorable, most incomprehensible and unutterable Name of God be always praised, blessed, loved, adored and glorified, in heaven, on earth and under the earth, by all the creatures of God, and by the Sacred Heart of our Lord Jesus Christ, in the Most Holy Sacrament of the Alter. Amen

After receiving this prayer, Sister Mary of St. Peter was given a vision in which she saw the Sacred Heart of Jesus delightfully wounded by this "Golden Arrow" as torrents of graces streamed from It for the conversion of sinners.

- The Golden Arrow: The Revelations of Sr. Mary of St. Peter

[somegrumpynerd]

I like the idea that Cross realised Killer was touchstarved (he didn't have the words for it but he noticed how much Killer would settle down from it) and started giving him very small basic affection. Pat on the back, hand on the shoulder, maybe a quick friendly hug, all things he probably learned through royal guard training and thinks of as normal friend/coworker stuff.

But as they both got more comfortable in the routine of it, Killer started instigating touches and he was not shy about it (like not just leaning into Cross's side during movie night, he looks like he's trying to get into Cross's jacket with him)

And that this more intense affection made Cross realise he might also be just a little bit touchstarved

Bonus:

[asleep-kat]

Mentor & his successor

[oldsoul--newmachine]

Fallen Hero Retribution: The Complete, Unabridged Guide

9½ months. 650 pages. 75,000+ words. Pages of notes, countless sleepless nights, and one Revelations demo later- Finally, here it is. Our answer key to all things Retribution. Enjoy.

So, You Want To Be A Villain?

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[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

yes i have personal & intimate reasons for my own (lack of) religious/supernatural beliefs, but it's not dishonest to admit: i am also an atheist bc at no point in my life have i, after completing a slightly unpleasant task, been witness to an angel/imp/sprite/devil/entity-of-any-kind manifesting in all their glory to offer me a pat on the head and a little plastic baggy of crackers (by way of encouragement/reward).

call me childish but in my heart of hearts i cannot truly participate in a belief system that tolerates such negligence