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aressida · 2 months
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kitmcintireart · 5 months
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I was always afraid to become the old lady that takes a handful of pills to survive. But chronic pain and disabilities don't give you that choice. So instead I've decided to embrace the fact that not only do I take magical pills that help me focus, but so do other ADHD baddies 💅
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I love going and sitting by the ocean. It's soothing and regulating to my nervous system. I always get visited by the local ravens, coming to see if I have a snack to share. ❤️ Follow @cptsdwarrior_pokingholes Follow my Blog and Subscribe to my YouTube channel at the link in my bio @cptsdwarrior_pokingholes Sharing my healing journey so that you feel seen, heard, held and supported. You're not alone! ❤️ Don't forget to heart, comment, share and save this post for later. ✌❤ #nature #cptsd #childhoodtrauma #complextrauma #complexptsd #developmentaltrauma #relationaltrauma #cptsdwarrior #thebodykeepsthescore #somatichealing #innerchildhealing #nervoussystemregulation #healingjourney #cyclebreaker #mentalhealthadvocate #traumainformed #selfcare #selfcompassion #selflove #selfpreservation https://www.instagram.com/p/CmLawEKLcvm/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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calltoamentor · 1 month
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I Never Wish to Be Called Resilient Again
Why do we feel guilt when it comes to change? We become so wrapped in what we are letting go of that we sometimes forget what we are running toward. How do you release guilt? How do you move forward from what you've always known? Let's discuss this.
Daily writing promptWhat was the best compliment you’ve received?View all responses “I just have to say, I’m so proud of you for being so strong and living all on your own, leaving just because you were unhappy. It takes a lot of strength to walk away without some big thing happening.”You ever hear someone say something to you, and you just know that they and the other person listening to the…
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You deserve everything your heart desires.
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roadtospirit · 2 years
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No more revolutions….. ☀️ #roadtospirit #poem #averagepoetry #poetry #spirituality #spiritual #meh #breakthecycle #cyclebreaker #chooseyou https://www.instagram.com/p/CgzokO6NFLn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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berlingotesque · 1 year
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*hands you this* it’s crismum, merry crisis y’all
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nyoka-gorefell · 1 month
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Colored version
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nno-user · 1 year
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- Hey, psst, wanna ask my Henry's questions? They're all ears.
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- Look at them! Them 💕
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discliamer since i havent really done that for these kinds of posts and i feel like this one is worded in a more demanding way than i usually do: any post of mine regarding what the ccs "should" do is less me actually wanting them to do what i say and more me speculating on the kinds of actions that they could take, not cause i think im smart or tactical or anything but because this is my idea of what fun is
im watching the tower vod rn and i think the only real way to deal with minute and jumper at this point in the server is to. not
like it probs wont be satisfying to the PlayersTM considering the kind of ppl they are (proactive, confrontational, plays along with the spirit of the server, self-focused morals) but considering the kind of ppl minute and jumper are (reactive, avoidant, prioritizes survival even if it means not great content, normative morals) i think its the only real way to engage with them when it comes to this kind of recursive conflict
like everytime they confront one another it keeps circling back to this moral debate regarding the ethics of killing ppl on fucking Lifesteal of all things and i highly doubt its ever gonna stop (at least for this season) considering none of the new members have really been traumatized the lifesteal way, i dont mean regular smp trauma like war and betrayal and all that jazz cause theyve already got that, i mean Lifesteal trauma: the realization that everything is a cycle, that good and evil doesnt matter, that feeling of hope shattering over and over again, that realization that in the grand scheme of things your ideals dont matter and the only thing you can truly hope for in the server are teammates and allies that wont backstab you, and that even then thats a tall order
so back to Not dealing with jumpertech, i dont mean forgetting what they did, i mean actively avoiding them, acting irrationally scared of them even when theyre being civil, fully putting them in the role of big scary villains, basically still putting what they did at the very forefront but acting like its an insurmountable trauma, planting doubt in their status as heroes, continually being the aggressors just cements in their minds that yes they are the heroes and that yes they are doing the good things
like whether the PlayersTM like it or not this is an unstoppable force vs immovable object kind of situation except the unstoppable force has more to lose by virtue of having a goal that can easily be tided by the immovable object
and i do think they can pull it off, they can lose a fight and lose so much that it breaks their spirit, like jumpertech have both been in kings, they both know how determined at least zam and mapicc are, surely it would be really offputting to see someone youre so used to seeing never giving up to do just that
#mine.txt#i think 4c is maybe the closest to having that Lifesteal TraumaTM i was talking bout but hes not quite there yet#possibly wemmbu as well but truth be told i dont think hes absorbing any of it lol#not even cause hes dense or whatever i just dont think he gives a fuck since hes already inclined to the kind of server ls is#so it would take A Lot to give him Lifesteal TraumaTM#pentar i think rather than being Inclined to the server its more that hes uhhh Adaptive to it for lack of a better word#like hes got the kind of personality where it would also take A Lot to give him Lifesteal TraumaTM#but i think its in the opposite way to wemmbu almost#where rather than it being because hes got the exact kind of personality the server looks for#its instead where his inclinations almost. parry everything that could give him Lifesteal TraumaTM#like he doesnt care that much about loyalty but hes no traitor either; hes good at pvp but doesnt engage in it self-destructively#he goes along with plotlines if he gets involved in them but will set up his own plotlines as well#so om the topic of jumpertech#they seem to firmly put themselves into the role of ''cyclebreakers''#im curious to see how far they go with it as well as how theyd react to the servers inclination of breaking the hero archetypes#would be interesting to see at least one person not be caught by the cycle even after the Lifsteal TraumatizedTM and actively reject it#i dont even know what thatd look like#closest i can think of is spep but i think he has an acceptance of things and just finding joy in it rather than a rejection#i wrote this all at around midnight so maybe this is all just complete nonsense but its interesting to think of at this moment at least
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reanimationstation · 1 year
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some more cyclebreaker zoo stuff that spawned from discussion on what would happen if sam met bendy!
au belongs to @angelofthepage :]
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Growing up in an abusive home environment made me question everything about myself. I even question my own thoughts and emotions. Sometimes, I struggle with knowing what is the right thing to say or post. Is this okay? Is somebody going to be offended? Is somebody not going to like me anymore? Am I going to be left alone? My brain is constantly trying to keep me safe. Hypervigilance is so exhausting, but it was how I survived in my dysfunctional family. Now, when I notice I'm being Hypervigilant I acknowledge what I'm feeling, locate where I feel it in my body, and I thank my brain and body for keeping me safe. Then, I try to ground myself in the present moment by feeling the ground or the chair beneath me. I look around the room, orient to my surroundings, and remind myself that I'm not that little girl anymore. I remind myself that I'm a grown woman with children of my own and many accomplishments that I am proud of. I remind myself that I am allowed to talk about what happened to me. That I am a grown up. That I am safe. Post ❤️ if you relate. Follow @cptsdwarrior_pokingholes Follow my Blog and Subscribe to my YouTube channel at the link in my bio @cptsdwarrior_pokingholes Sharing my healing journey so that you feel seen, heard, held and supported. You're not alone! ❤️ Don't forget to heart, comment, share and save this post for later. ✌❤ #cptsd #hypervigilance #copingmechanism #copingskills #affirmations #orient #childhoodtrauma #complextrauma #complexptsd #developmentaltrauma #relationaltrauma #cptsdwarrior #thebodykeepsthescore #somatichealing #innerchildhealing #nervoussystemregulation #healingjourney #cyclebreaker #mentalhealthadvocate #traumainformed #selfcare #selfcompassion #selflove #selfpreservation https://www.instagram.com/p/CmHNSOmppTA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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calltoamentor · 2 months
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Confronting The Way It's Always Been
I once had someone who told me that you grow more scared of the world and of risk as you get older, I had someone else tell me that my entire worth hinged on my value and utility to others. Both were incorrect.
Daily writing promptWrite a letter to your 100-year-old self.View all responses                 It is never a comforting thing to learn that the “thing that just happens sometimes and always has” is not, in fact, normal or healthy. That way things have always been is not the best or most productive way for you to live. It can be difficult, facing down what you’ve always feared. I am not okay. I…
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transmasculine · 11 months
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“This user’s father once told them, that just because we’re born of darkness... doesn’t mean we belong to it.” “This user is what they call a Cyclebreaker. Once upon a time, they knew how to start The Cycle over.” “This user said, can they get an amen?”
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despite-everything · 11 months
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the knowledge that ted has helped guide richmond to be a healthier and more supportive place and now we're seeing nate returning to the fold after being forgiven by beard the way ted had forgiven and offered a second chance to beard himself and jamie has a support system and rebecca has been growing more self-assured and open and keeley has been able to achieve so much and roy has become a great coach and an even better man and and and and-
and. all the foreshadowing about ted going back to america. learning that not only was ted trying to give michelle space, but that he's been afraid of hurting his son the way his dad hurt him - acknowledging that and being open about his pain with his mother. do i think that ted is going back to kansas? yeah. but i'm scared that his time in richmond will have changed him so much that he won't be able to step out of his life there so easily anymore. he's always been a coach, yeah? he's there, and so supportive, but at the end of the day he's on the sideline. but not only has ted been helping encourage openness, forgiveness, and growth around him, we're seeing it within himself. and it hurts to think of him leaving that behind, even if it is to be there for his son. but maybe he's ready for it. i don't really know. but seeing how much love he's brought into richmond and then seeing that love returned back to him makes the idea of leaving heartwrenching
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deadal3x · 1 year
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Seeing Double
Based loosely on this art made by @doberart! If you see this, I hope you enjoy!
Henry sighed happily, watching as his two boys played excitedly in the summer sun. they giggled and laughed as they tossed a football back and forth.
The ex-animator was pulled from his thoughts when his wife Linda walked over, placing a hand on his shoulder. “there’s a letter for you,” she said, handing it to him. “it’s from a place called Archgate studios.” Henry frowned for a moment, inspecting the letter.
He knew they had just recently acquired the rights to all the cartoons and characters from his old friend, Joey’s studio, but he didn’t know that Joey had said anything about him. carefully opening it, Henry read the letter.
Dear Mr. Stein,
you may not know me, but I feel as if I know you pretty well. My name is Audrey, and well.. I’m Joey’s daughter. There’s a lot I’d love to explain to you, but it won’t all fit in one letter. if you can, come by Archgate studios.
there’s a lot I’d like to show you.
your new pal,
Audrey Drew
Henry frowned, re-reading the letter. Glancing over to his wife, he sighed. She had stared at him, waiting patiently for an explanation. “It’s Joey’s daughter. She wants me to meet her at Archgate studios.” He explained, watching as she frowned.
“I thought moving to Pasadena, we’d get away from all that.” She said softly, looking out at their kids still shrieking with excitement in the yard. “are you going?” She asked, a hint of sadness in her tone. Henry looked at the letter, reading it again; after a moment, he looked back up at his wife, nodding.
“be safe, Henry. and come home to me.” she said, placing a kiss to his cheek. “I’ll tell the boys where you’ve gone. I love you.” Henry smiled, placing a kiss to her forehead.
“I’ll be okay, I love you too.”
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When Henry arrived at Archgate studios, he was honestly expecting a more lively place. instead, it held the same sense of dread and dreariness Joey Drew Studios held before he left, all those years ago. he sighed, and walked into the studio.
“Hello?” he said into the empty reception hall. “Audrey?” he frowned, slowly turning in a circle as he inspected the many poster that decorated the walls. “Audrey?” he called again, looking around some more
“Oh, Mr. Stein!” A voice came from his right, he realized, as he turned to face it. a woman stood in front of him, short, curly black hair done up nicely. he smiled and stuck out a hand.
“you can call me Henry, no need for formalities.” he said, shaking her hand. “So, your letter mentioned Joey?” he decided to cut to the chase, not wanting to spend too much time away from his family. “you also said you had something to show me?”
“oh right.” Audrey sighed, and led Henry down further into the studio. “before I show you what’s in this room, you have to promise me,” She said, standing in front of an office door. “that you won’t tell another soul.” Henry stepped back for a moment, his expression changing to one more serious.
“I won’t tell anyone,” he said, watching as she relaxed for a moment. “What is it?” he asked, as Audrey moved to open the door.
what was on the other side shocked the old animator to his core.
“Bendy..?” he breathed, kneeling down. the small toon hid behind Audrey’s leg, looking up at her. “hey, kiddo, I won’t hurt you.” he said, finding himself offering a hand to this creature.
“He’s scared…you look like someone we know, but you aren’t him.” Audrey said, as Henry stood. “That’s the other thing.” Audrey and Henry entered the room, and Henry froze.
He was staring at himself.
except this version of him was Sepia-toned, ink stained his clothes and his face. did henry really look that old?
That Tired?
The animator lifted a hand, waving cautiously. The sepia-tone version of him waved back- in the exact same manor.
“What the-”
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“Ok, so..” Henry said, sitting with Audrey, and the other Henry; a cup of coffee in hand. “Joey created a hellish world to torment this version of me, and you inherited it?” He asked, watching as they glanced at each other before nodding. “And he wanted a kid so he used the ink machine to create you?” Audrey nodded, holding up her hand.
“I’m made of ink,” she said, bending her finger back like it was nothing. “but living flesh and blood.” She explained. “Somehow, his creations are escaping into this world.” Henry- the real world one, nodded, sipping on his coffee.
“I don’t understand why this place is hellish. its a cartoon.” Henry said, “shouldn’t it be funny?” Ink Henry sighed, shaking his head sadly. “why can’t you explain it?”
“Because you’re better off not knowing the horrors I faced. the horrors Allison and Sammy and-” Ink Henry cut himself off, staring at the real world version of himself. “Do you really want to know what I went through?”
Henry nodded. the ink world version of him grabbed his arm, his eyes glowing a brilliant gold. “Then see.”
Suddenly, he was within a sepia toned world, echos of memories played on repeat within his head.
“Have you seen him? the Ink Demon?” A disfigured Alice angel laughed as Henry ran from a beast that sported Bendy’s smile. his head ached as he fell forward, suddenly a man sporting a mask that resembled Bendy’s face stood in front of him, preaching the Ink demon. “come my lord, and take this sheep!” He cried.
Henry wanted to scream, but he couldn’t. he sat up suddenly, a perfect Boris in front of him. for a moment he felt calm- but that was ripped from him as he watched that perfect dog get ripped from him- a disfigured and ruined beast that held Boris’s face attacking him. Henry felt guilty, watching as his old pal died. thousands of names whispered throughout the studio as he marched on, an Alice wielding a sword walking with a Boris that sported a mechanical arm by his sides. The scenery changed and he was facing a large terrifying beast, his smile and teeth threatening as Henry dived- placing a reel of film into a protector. Suddenly the protector stood, its inky arms grabbing Henry. the animator screamed, flailing to get the new monster off of him. he fell from the arms of the creature, into Joey’s apartment.
He ran for the door, only to open it and reenter the studio- to repeat the cycle again. Henry could hear screaming, and he quickly realized it was himself. he threw things across the main studio floor, anger and fear bubbling up inside him.
“Am I real?!” he shouted to no one in particular. “Am I really Henry Stein?! Where’s my wife?! Joey WHERE IS SHE?!”
The yelling stopped as he entered a room, staring into a mirror. golden tears fell from his eyes, as realization filled his senses. He’s not really Henry. he has no Linda to return home to. he’s stuck here, suffering, dying over and over and over and over-
“HENRY!” Audrey shouted, grabbing the animator. he was on the floor, yelling in pain. he gasped, forcing himself up. he stared at his twin, eyes full of tears.
“You..” he gasped, his head aching with pain. “all of that?”
“all of that. on repeat.” Henry nodded, noticing how his counterparts eyes faded back to normal. “We can’t let people like Alice or the ink demon out. Audrey was able to stop the-” he sighed, looking serious. “leak- for lack of a better word; for now but we think you can help.”
Henry nodded, finally understanding what his other self was explaining. “I have one request. I have to tell Linda.” Audrey shook her head, eyes widen with fear.
“No! you promised!”
“Audrey, I can’t help you and be with her at the same time,” He said calmly. “Not with the two boys that is.” He heard ink henry gasp, his expression softening.
“two boys?” Henry smiled and pulled out his wallet, showing off a picture of the two teenagers.
“Benjamin and Michael. absolute rascals but I love em so much.” he said, a sense of pride rising in his chest. “now, can I tell Linda?”
“alright alright. but we have to get started soon; I don’t know how long my patch will hold.”
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