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mlisagray40 · 2 years

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Living life abundantly

In everything we do, we show that we are true ministers of God. We patiently endure troubles and hardships and calamities of every kind. We have been beaten, been put in prison, faced angry mobs, worked to exhaustion, endured sleepless nights, and gone without food. We prove ourselves by our purity, our understanding, our patience, our kindness, by the Holy Spirit within us, and by our sincere…

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#AbbaFather #abide #abundantlife #alliswell #alone #Amen #AnointedOne #beatendown #breathe #heartache #joy #living #Love #2 Corinthians 6:4-10 #be still #blessed #disappointment #refreshing

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kingdomofred · 1 month

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Ocean, You Pull Me In (Female Dolphin!Hybrid x GN!Reader)

ft. Ophelia

♡ pt.0, approx 1k words

♡ post-specific warnings: drowning, near-death experience

♡ a/n: i was keeping this au under wraps for a while, but since it's mermay, i decided to soft launch it. unedited, not proofread.

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Rolling waves crashed and the rain plundered into the ocean, salty water spattering back onto the wreck of wood that was once a boat. This storm had not waned, despite your earlier judgement. Secretly, you'd known the risk when you'd set off from land, but food was scarce and the children from the orphanage were hungry. They were probably still waiting, staring out the window of the beatendown building whilst the roof was undoubtedly beginning to leak.

No matter, even if you drowned, someone would come along to provide for them. You truly hoped that. You'd make it your dying wish.

In your ears, water sloshed and drummed, like it was lulling you to sleep, but the currents tossed you to and fro unkindly still. Your eyes stung, you wanted to close them and shield them even a little from the debris swirling around. Water lurched against you, into your mouth and lungs, behind your eyelids — forcing them open. Deeper, you were fading, limbs aching as you uncoiled, vision slowly vignetting into haunting black.

Something flicked against the distant tide, and faintly, you heard three echoing clicks. Perhaps it was death, beckoning you to its bosom.

It was a long going, wherever it was that you were going. You felt yourself being dragged along, unable to move a muscle, unable to see or even breathe. All you had was sound, sometimes muffled and sometimes clear, encapsulated by repetitive clicks that bounced around the walls of your skull. Splashing, cold water running over your skin, heavy bones, gasping — gasping as your lips felt air. It was so sudden, the wind hiemal where it whipped at you harshly, and you sputtered and coughed and choked. Oxygen. Oxygen had never been so good to you before.

A hand rubbed at your back, icy enough it cut through the numbness of everything else and brought you back to yourself. Hot tears dripped off the bridge of your nose, dotting the sand beneath you. Your chest heaved, your lungs burned, yet each time you blinked the world became clearer. You were alive.

“Oh dear, you're shaking!”

Indeed, you were. You hadn't realised before. Teeth chattering and shivers wracking from your spine to the tips of your fingers, you couldn't find the strength to speak. The entire column of your throat convulsing just to let out a weak wheeze. You wanted to at least thank the woman who'd saved you.

Your eyelids drooped and when you managed to fight them open again, she was gone. There were ripples through the ocean surface that seemed removed from the storm's doing. You wondered if she'd dived in, but that would've been impossible.

Frankly, by some miracle, you were warmer when you woke up. The daylight hit your face and you wriggled closer to its heat. A fire crackled beside you, roaring strong like it had been tended to the whole night just to ensure the storm didn't kill it. It took a lot of strength to haul yourself up, and then when you'd fully emerged from your sleepy stupor, you noticed you were dressed in completely different clothes. They were mismatched — a shirt over another shirt over a jumper — but they were dry, and layered with care.

You curled up, tired and so, so cold.

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“It's a glad thing that the weather stabilised.” Sitting on the shoreline was the woman from yesterday. You could see her clearly now that you weren't dying. “For a moment, I almost thought I'd lost you.”

She glanced at you with a smile, and it felt like your air had been stolen all over again. It dawned upon you then, enraptured by her crystalline amethyst orbs, and pointed teeth, that she wasn't human at all. You sniffled, inching closer wordlessly to confirm. There was an unnatural pallor and sheen to her skin and sure enough, the waves lapping at her waistline submerged a tail.

At your gawking, she laughed airily and flicked it above the water briefly. “Curious?” Her voice held a teasing lilt. “You can touch it if you want.”

“I can?” It's the first thing you say to her, and you notice how her eyes positively glow. She hums an affirmative, and brings her tail up again, urging you.

Against your fingers, it feels entirely smooth, and almost rubbery. You can tell the skin is thick when you press down slightly and there's no give. The end branches out into two flukes, a slightly darker grey than the rest of it.

“Are you…” you speak up, after a while of examining. You let your eyes trail up, and try not to focus much on the pretty curves of her chest now that her complete nakedness finally registers. “A dolphin?”

She seems taken aback by your question, blinking twice before her expression softens and she laughs again. The sound of it is really starting to grow on you. It's soothing.

“Something like that.” She answers, tucking a strand of platinum hair behind her ear. It's almost silver, mottled with minuscule specks of brown and blonde. The brackish waters must've caused the crimped waves, but it shined healthily. “Most people assume mermaid at first.”

“Mermaids are real?” Your brows raise in surprise.

“Well, they ought to be,” she grins, smacking your thigh lightly with her tail, “it'd be a shame to be constantly mistaken for something that doesn't exist, after all.”

“Yeah,” you agreed absently, looking out into the horizon with her, “I suppose, as a human, I wouldn't like being compared to a capybara…” You inhaled deeply. Some residual seawater from yesterday trickled in a warm stream from your ear. “Say, do you have a name?”

“Ophelia.”

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eudaemonius · 4 years

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#Day218 #CovidLewks Au Natural #Feeling #BeatenDown #Eudaemonius #YourEveryDaySanta #JustHonesty (at Seaside, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGmUxVSjt32I7obdFwMVgCv6IBlsn1aJRxrxDI0/?igshid=16s4yx6wwgcda

#day218 #covidlewks #feeling #beatendown #eudaemonius #youreverydaysanta #justhonesty

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bxtchmyalterego · 5 years

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Too late

I hid my cuts and scars beneath my dark clothing, a mask so you’ll never see them, until it’s too late.

#sad #depression #cuts #scars #blood #bloody #broken #i hate me #i hate everything #i hate my life #i feel so alone #beatendown #empty eyes #i feel empty #emptynest

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lightpost · 2 years

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Do you want know where I go in my head when I'm getting raped? Or beaten? When life is hitting me so hard I black out?

I go to my home, I'm laying in his lap on a couch outside looking at a fire listening to him read his favorite book to me as he gently rubbing my side. There I feel the warmth of the flames, the warm breeze in the sunsetting sky, feeling comfort all around, a place I belong a place I'm happy and calm loved and wanted cherished and adored respected and listened too and given space to hold love in.

My safe haven when he raped me.

It wasn't about hearing his voice, it was about feeling the universe in his voice that saves me every damn time but now it is different there is this hope that is gone and ending it all brings a peace I just can't let go of, like this warm blanket straight out the dryer just does something to me I want that kind of sleep now.

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mothered15loveless · 3 years

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Have been trying to figure out how to heal from a childhood that most would not have survived.

How do you move on knowing accountability was never taken. How can you be content with allowing your abuser to carry on a life you crave? Why is it i am judged by my mental illnesses when the person that gave me them will never be judged for her part in my abuse?

How do I get help?

#lost and confused #beatendown #someone help

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rickssoberjourney · 6 years

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...like a dog that's been beaten too much!"

I have some very special people in my life. My mom, my three kids, my two young grandsons (and another grandchild on the way in April!) and several good friends like Art, John, and Ron. But there is another "person" that is very important to me. Her name is Biscuit. Here is a bit of her story.

Biscuit came from the Palm Springs Animal Shelter in April of 2014. She was a scrawny little waif looking up through the glass at me. Tan and white with a kinky curly topknot with straight hair on the rest of her body. He brown eyes were huge as if to say, "Please rescue me!" The vet thinks that she is a Poodle and wire haired terrier mix. The outward sounds make me pretty sure that he is right, but I got lucky. Personality wise, she couldn't be better. She got the calmness and smarts of a Poodle but didn't get the hyperactive personality of a terrier. She doesn't yap at every little noise.

I have to tell this story, but I digress.

She is so smart that she has learned to tell the difference when my phone rings. When the "Peanuts" theme song plays (my ringtone), I would pick up my phone and press the number 9 to let the person through the security gate. She learned that meant that someone was coming to the door and she would get all excited to greet someone. But, she also learned that if the Peanuts theme rang and I talked into the phone, that no one was coming to the door and she remained in her little bed. Very bright little girl, indeed!

There is a very dark side to the story, however. She was beaten and starved from the time she was weened. It was no wonder that she was so mournful throught the glass at the shelter. To this day, loud noises like trucks or even if I raise my voice in the house (burned my hand on the stove or ruined dinner) will set her to shivering and most times I will find her under my bed. I call it Puppy PTSD. She can't escape it. She is always waiting for the next bomb to drop. I'm the same way.

I can tell you honestly. Every morning, even before I am fully conscious...even before my feet hit the floor, I am waiting for the bomb to drop. Even without knowing that I'm thinking it, I am waiting for something bad to happen. I am loathing myself. Hating the very being that I am. It takes every ounce of my knowledge and undeerstanding to talk myself into not thinking that way. And (you can probably believe this!), most of the time it doesn't work. I'm shell shocked. PTSD only not doggy-style this time. My inner child has been beaten down so many times and for so long that it it very...extremely hard...for me to believe that I am of any worth and that people like me.

I'm going to leave it here because I am planning on writing another entry in this session, so stay tuned for something much more positive.

#beatendown #www.tumblr.com/blog/loveaddictpsp #doggyptsd #ihatemyself

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newcryptocurrencynews · 3 years

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3 Beaten-Down Stocks I'd Buy in a Heartbeat Over Dogecoin

3 Beaten-Down Stocks I’d Buy in a Heartbeat Over Dogecoin

For well over a century, the stock market has been one of the world’s greatest wealth creators. It’s not going to outpace investment vehicles like bonds, gold, or housing every year, but when examined over the long run, it has handily outpaced the average annual return of other assets. But since the rise of cryptocurrencies roughly a decade ago, digital currencies have run circles around the…

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#BeatenDown #Buy #Dogecoin #Heartbeat #Stocks

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djsangsta · 3 years

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#First4Songs on 8-18-21: #Magnetic by #Newsboys; #OnlyU by #Kvrdii, #Leah, and #TimMoyo; #BeatenDown by #SharonVanEtten, #WTFIsACloud by #SteveJablonsky. #music #DJSangsta #musicislife #Spotify #musicismyescape #oooShiny https://www.instagram.com/p/CSzfyJElszr/?utm_medium=tumblr

#first4songs #magnetic #newsboys #onlyu #kvrdii #leah #timmoyo #beatendown #sharonvanetten #wtfisacloud #stevejablonsky #music #djsangsta #musicislife #spotify #musicismyescape #oooshiny

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fiddlin-leo · 4 years

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A Prayer

This is for those who are in pain

For those who leave the light on

Those who have no room for empty spaces

For those who are hollow and cold, dying to feel

Those who been beaten down

Busted and Bruised on a daily basis

Whose feet are covered in blisters

And continue to walk miles everyday

For those who sing

In a silent hall

Those who bring touch

To someone cold

Who drown themselves

While already underwater

Who carry a thousand pounds

Of secrets over their head

2-2-20

#secrets #beatendown #prayer #nashvillepoetry #carryingweight #iseeyou

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nos-4-r-2 · 4 years

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#beatendown #anatomystudy Was a fun little sketch Tags #body #beautiful #dark #mood #pencil #pencilsketch #pencildrawing #drawing #instaart #artoninstagram #sketch #sketching (at Mussafa Shabiya m 10) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_EnDfLp41X/?igshid=rmmrgijkc3wr

#beatendown #anatomystudy #body #beautiful #dark #mood #pencil #pencilsketch #pencildrawing #drawing #instaart #artoninstagram #sketch #sketching

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moneyhealthfinance-blog · 5 years

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Beaten-down health-care companies join Apple and Google in earnings parade The health-care sector hit a rough patch this month, and now the companies have to show if they have any lingering symptoms.

#Apple #beatendown #Companies #Earnings #Google #healthcare #join #Parade

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lettiecoopphotography · 5 years

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Broken and beaten down. Over grown and unkepted. But still dose its job. An example of a person who suffers from depression and anxiety. On the inside they could feel the same way as this photo. On the outside just a little TLC and you would never know that person your looking at has been to a dark place. #b&wphotography #black&white #old #broken #paintpealing #beatendown #overgeown #untidy #mailbox #17 #number17 #followme #Photography #photooftheday #positivevibes #canonnz #nz #newzealand https://www.instagram.com/p/Bt5wortgvlG/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xyvotq3vxsen

#b #black #old #broken #paintpealing #beatendown #overgeown #untidy #mailbox #17 #number17 #followme #photography #photooftheday #positivevibes #canonnz #nz #newzealand

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khabrisala · 4 years

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Retail investors in India rush to buy beaten-down stocks

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The resurgence in Indian equities despite the economic impact from the still-spreading coronavirus has bewildered professional investors. Mom-and-pop investors, though, are all in. They’re piling into beaten-down stocks such as financials, telecom and high-quality drugmakers amid expectations that Asia’s third-largest economy may recover faster than expected as it gradually unlocks from…

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#beatendown #bonds #BSE Sensex #buy #COVID-19 #Gold #india #Indian equities #Investors #lockdown #Nifty #retail #rupee #Rush #stock markets #stocks

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tweakerray · 5 years

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#reasons #soon #guessthessong #coverversion #beatendown #newmusic #sleepless #exhausted #tired https://www.instagram.com/p/B5OewoBoimj/?igshid=94ta77b7nos3

#reasons #soon #guessthessong #coverversion #beatendown #newmusic #sleepless #exhausted #tired

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dailycryptocurrencynews-blog · 6 years

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These beaten-down stocks look like bargains — and yield up to 8.1%

To welcome Sweden’s music-streaming famous person Spotify Technology on its buying and selling debut this month, the New York Stock Exchange in short, and mistakenly, flew the Swiss, reasonably than the Swedish, flag. The Swedes took it in stride. Now it looks like buyers may well be underappreciating every other Swedish energy: its massive banks.…

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#bargains #beatendown #stocks #Yield

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