“...One minute I feel as if I have control over my thoughts and can channel any negative thought into something positive, the next, I feel as if my emotions and thoughts completely control me. After years of living with PTSD, anxiety, depression, and a recent diagnoses of ADD/ ADHD I have found that my brains natural response to negative thoughts and emotions is extreme stress. First, I begin to panic and cannot complete whatever task I may be doing in the moment whether that be a homework assignment, a chore, or whatever else- my brain becomes scattered. My first instinct in extreme stress is to act on it which typically means doing something rash in the heat of the moment...” ✨New blog post up!
Another #angel called home..😔and while this hits my 💓 to soon after my own mom😙 Lois Moore was a beautiful Mother to: Sherrice, Sherita,Edna and Lolita Glass🙏as well as a sister, auntie, grandma,and friend to a beautiful, loving family I've known my whole life! I love and adore all of you🌹 #mycondolences to you all...#myfamily ! Lois you will be truly missed! Rest in #love , #peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the #world gives do I give to you. Let not your #hearts be #troubled , #neither let it be #afraid John: 14:27 🙏👑👄
i can't lose her. i get so jealous over something so STUPID. she deserves much more than me.
please don't leave. don't leave me. don't leave me please oh my god I'M SUCH AN IDIOT i don't have the strength to do anything.
she's just like me! no! she's so much better! she can take photos and she can be a great friend and i bet she doesn't have sudden burdening sadness unlike me oh boy oh man she's amazing! and the other one too oh dear why won't you let me rot here [alone
i keep getting jealous again and again and that's such a childish thing to do? you stole my toy! that's also pathetic. she's not a toy. she didn't stole her. i'm just a paranoid fuck. stole it! stole it! stole it! thief! thief! thief! thief! you cheater! and i cry and i weep and i drown. oh man i can't breathe! oh man oh man! oh dear! i could do something about it but i'm just gonna complain until it's too late.
the roots keep twirling around me! oh boy! i hope they don't let the oxygen in and i fucking suffocate instantly. three hands pass right through me as they search for a pleading body. nothing hears me and right here, right now, all i could think of was where they'd go.
Gems surround me as i walk searching for a place to sleep. i walk all directions and i take all paths i see; i come to the conclusion that i am lost. i am lost. and all i can reach with my own hand is darkness. i start to cry with my mouth shut.
oh no! oh no! oh no! i'm doing it again! give me back my best friend.
It is important to understand that an individual who is physically sick might experience different pain and hardship than someone who is mentally ill. Someone who has PTSD faces different struggles than someone who has Bipolar disorder. There are common traits, yes, but still there are differences.
I have heard this statement often: “I have depression and I never acted the way you did”...
Each and everyone one of us deserves to have our struggles validated and not compared to another’s.
The 🔑 here is compassion and understanding- to listen to each other and understand what one another’s needs are.
Bitch keep that vibe killing to yourself i can’t help no lil bitty bitch can’t help herself how the hell you can’t help a fish 🐟 find water 💦 but your hand 🤚always out #prosperitygospel 🚫 #troubled Thoughtz💭
Bruh.... Be #FREE from the #PAST of your #troubled mistakes! Don't let ANYONE try to keep you there! It was just a #phase , a moment, bad judgement, moment of weakness, etc etc etc... No longer matters! The fact is that YOU HAVE MOVED ON! Just because they want you to stay in your past doesn't mean that you have to 🤷 Be free.... No more #cycles ... ♥️ You... God has something better for you 💯💯💯