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dropdeadandwrought · 1 year
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“Some days I am completely vulnerable, I can feel everything.” - Secrets and Lies • Today is one of those days. I don’t want to post some “cool” photo of some “cool” thing. I just feel all the feels and want to crawl back into bed. 🥀🥀🥀 • #dropdead #dropdeadandwrought #aceofpentacles #postpunkmusicplaying #postpunk #goth #newwave #musicsaves #woodenshoes #clogs #longblackdress #sadness #vulnerability #feelingfeelings #nojoy #keepscrolling #nothingtoseehere #brokenhearts #brokenparts https://www.instagram.com/p/CqIrYqVr89A/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ouroboneiro · 8 days
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Photo by @the_positiveway8 All of your feelings are valid and it's important to feel them all, even the hard ones. This is something it has taken me so long to learn. I spent so many years bottling up my feelings. Believe me, once you've tried to cram them down for long enough they will explode out at some point anyway. Even if you hate to cry, for example, you still have to let it out sometimes if you're really sad. But it's also really important to learn how to feel your feelings and let them out in healthy ways, not by turning to substances or lashing out at someone. For me personally it really helps to talk things through with my therapist and have her help me identify my emotions. And honestly I have learned so many ways to let my feelings out by searching on Pinterest. Let me know if you want me to make a follow-up post sometime of different ways you can let feelings out. Stop reading here, hashtags below. . . . . . . #goodmentalhealth #mentalhealthwarrior #mentalhealthadvocate #mentalhealthsupport #mentalwellbeing #mentalhealthawareness #nostigma #mentalhealthisimportant #mentalhealthtips #mentalhealthwarrior #mentalhealthmatters #mentalhealthhelp #mentalhealthrecovery #feelyourfeelings #personalgrowthjourney #alwayslearningsomething #quotesfordays #wordsfromtheheart #mindbodyandsoul #emotionalintelligence #emotionalawareness #growyourmind #feeltoheal #feelingsad #howtofeelbetter #feelingfeelings #feelhowyoufeel #itsokaytofeel #feelyourfeels #feelingbeing (at Stevenson, Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cobd3dcOlL2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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yogayarn · 5 years
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A visual representation, currently. #photography #selfportrait #blackandwhitephotography #feelingfeelings https://www.instagram.com/p/Bzi5crxl70d/?igshid=gcgbmhthg8av
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hello-vanvan · 5 years
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The last one of this patronus series, Luna Lovegood! Sorry I’m all over the place with how I draw, I just draw in whatever style feels like the characters and the moment to me. I know the key to having a good IG feed is to have a consistent theme, but the key for me to enjoy what I’m doing, is to draw freely with no restrictions. I like a LOT of different things and they all influence me in different ways, it’s difficult for me to try and make em all fit together in one distinct style. Anyways! Sorry for my rambling. I’ll probably regret and delete this later, but if there is any chance at least one of you are feeling the same way, then hey it’s always nice knowing you’re not alone. ┐(‘~` )┌ . . . #harrypotter #drawing #lunalovegood #illustration #expectopatronum #patronus #procreate #digital #feelingfeelings https://www.instagram.com/p/Bz8sKB_nis3/?igshid=bqrmxqdxvtax
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futurekorpse · 2 years
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being hurt makes me feel so dumb. 
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Lakeside sunset feels
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rfarrokh · 3 years
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Truth droppin 🥰💘💪🏼💪🏼🤟🏼❤️ #hurtfeelings #hurtpeoplehurtpeople #hurtinginside #hurtsmyheart #hurtsmysoul #feelingfeelings #hurtingheart #hurtingfeelings #hurtingsucks #stillhurting #hurtingsoul #hurtshabitshangups #feelingsad #feelingsquotes #sadfeelings #feelingshurt #feelingssuck #hurtmyself #hurtmeonce #hurtyou #hurtyourfeelings #rachaelsroadtorecovery #actionshaveconsequences #wordshurt #watchyourmouth #watchyourself #watchyourstep #healinghurts #hurts2bhuman #hurtingme https://www.instagram.com/p/CRGTIHPp5RL/?utm_medium=tumblr
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solocyclepolyamory · 3 years
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The Dance
I begged my spouse to stay. Our marriage had been a sad and lonely place for a long time, and I still begged him to stay. He did the right thing by leaving. I wouldn’t have been strong enough to do it and when I look back now I am glad he did. My life crumbled around me that day. I felt completely adrift and terrified that I would not be able to survive on my own. He took a few bags of his stuff, but months later I pulled every room apart and separated his things from mine. You know those last minute boxes when you’re moving? Random things forgotten behind all mish-mashed into hurried chaos that then sit in the storage space at the new place because you’re not really certain what’s in them? Old pens, some photos from years ago, key chains, a bag of sand from a trip during happier times . . . We had moved many times and those boxes were the most painful to revisit. It was wounded work which I had been shackled to.
This has been a trend in the way my relationships have ended. I would walk away when I became so empty my shell echoed like a canyon, but they always felt the same; devastating. I have always wanted deep, get-lost-in-you connections. I would entwine my life with someone else’s causing us both to compromise our needs. We would make long-term plans and use words like “family” and “partner.” Then when the relationship came to its conclusion I would  become a robot, programmed to do a dance of survival, and turn myself off to the world. I am a repeat offender.
I know this dance well; find anger and fear to power the resentment and let the survival instincts drive the vessel. Left foot, right foot. Just keep moving. Bills to pay, a child to care for, animals that need attention, cleaning, moving, get their stuff out of my house, reclaim my space. Left foot, right foot. But you know, every time I did this dance I did not allow myself the space to feel the loss of the connection itself. I would drop into survival mode and allow the pressure of the situation to power me through. It was a brilliant disguise, too; I would appear driven and strongly independent. I would also drop weight because I was so stressed and busy that my body couldn’t hold onto excess if it tried (which I was always praised for, but that is another rant for another time). I would do this dance until it broke me, and in most instances I would meet someone new to help put me back together.  
The last time I did this survival dance was the last time. The relationship ended because I fell in love with a secondary partner and my inexperienced behavior triggered a trauma response for my primary partner. If I had understood trauma the way I do now, I could have done better. I was incapable of helping them return to safety and the consequences robbed them of their health. This would have been enough for anyone to throw in the towel. This break up was special though because I had put some big life changes in motion for my child and I based around joining households with this partner in a different city. School transfers had been finalized and paid for, notice had been given to my landlord, packing had commenced, and then it ended. And just like that I was dancing again. Left foot, right foot. I found a new place to live, worked out the financial changes in the plan, asked for a ton of help from all of the people around me, and moved to a new city during the COVID-19 pandemic. Left foot, right foot. I unpacked boxes, got rid of anything I didn’t need, and became hyper vigilant about introducing my child to their new surroundings. Left foot . . .
 After the dust had settled the sadness began and I was unable remember the steps. Everywhere I looked was a reminder of what had been lost, and still is. 
One thing that solo-poly has given me is the gift of feeling the end of my loving connections. There is no need for the survival dance. If I do not need to go through my home with a fine tooth comb and literally pull our lives apart from the inside out, then I actually have time to sit and grieve the loss of that person in my life. I am able to see the wonderful things that person taught me and feel the sweet pain of appreciation for having met them at all. Would it be easier to dance my way to the next romance? Maybe, but the wholesome truth is: sad is a good place to be. Sad is the basement. There is nothing else hiding underneath the sad blanket, or the sad stairs. Sad is it, there is no where else to go. 
A wise friend once told me that grief plays by its own rules. It comes when it wants and stays as long as it feels it needs to. There is no way to go around it; you must go through the middle of it to reach the other side. So let it take you down. Feel it to your full ability, because the healing comes after you completely fall apart. When you get to stand up and walk away. 
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dreaminrhythm · 6 years
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IN LOUVRE! 🤪🖤 #tonightwewon #feelingfeelings #nexttripplease #paris #nakala
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iamatmalove · 4 years
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#feelingfeelings #emotionalintegration https://www.instagram.com/p/B6c7hHChU_6/?igshid=1tgmbxndzfwj7
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fond-farewell · 7 years
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My names on that poster, so you kinda gotta go now. See you there! I play at 8pm on the Garden Stage 🤘😭 #livemusic #seattleacousticfest #seattlemusicscene #seattle #fondfarewell #feelingfeelings #allthefeels
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thealbertstudio · 5 years
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Something incredibly special ☺️☺️☺️ This makes me so happy! Well done to @jjabramsofficial and his insanely hard working team on #EpisodeIX. Just under 8 hours from now until I am at Gate 41 of the @wintrustarena for @starwarscelebration and heading into my allocated section for the #EpisodeIX panel (Galaxy Stage, Overflow). Whoa...it’s really starting to hit me. THIS IS IT. Even Bob Iger has said that after this, there will be a hiatus on films, whilst @disney+ finds its feet for 2020-2023, before presumably #davidbenioff and #dbweiss’s films and #rianjohnsons trilogy begin the new era of the galaxy far, far away. As for the Skywalker Saga, my friends...we’ve come to the end. 1977-2019. A trilogy of trilogies, an. incredible ending that beckons a new, separate, exciting beginning. I *cannot* imagine how IX, a film with eight films worth of resolution, explanation and conclusion to it, will feel to behold on screen. It sounds like they’ve truly honoured the magnitude of what this really means, and crafted something that not only worthy, but of a quality and energy and all-encompassing-ness that it perfectly serves as an enclosing, finalising chapter and lid to cover and close the whole saga. Whoosh...I cannot fathom. But at least, by this time tomorrow, we’ll all have glimpsed a glimpse...didn’t think I’d get emotional, and I’m now sure I will tomorrow, but yeah, this means something, yo. Now that I really sit with it. It’s why I made this trip. The most influential and widely-embraced mythology of our time - leading so many down paths of spiritual self-learning, coming of age, the quintessential #monomyth we all share across cultures, ever rejuvenating source of wisdom, truth and guidance - is set to conclude, hibernate, and emerge something completely new, with this, most powerful of art/entertainment/|storytelling lineages flowing in its veins. Gah...and the hours slowly flow by. All that’s left to be said has been said. Now...truly...all ends, to begin anew. #EpisodeIX #StarWars #Farewell #Welcome #FeelingFeelings #Formative #Childhood #Mythology #Excitement #Emotion #Excitement #TheBeginningOfTheEnd #AnEndingAndABeginning https://www.instagram.com/p/BwJcIU3J1GA/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=yqenlo33pojk
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I'm not quite sure what happened here, but I like it... photo is of the sunset over the Caribbean. I've been feeling myself like a perpetual, constantly cresting wave. doing my best not to get ahead of my Self, which generally results in crashing, breaking, tumbling over, collapsing inward prematurely. I'm also seeing the "Saturn/Pluto" field in my imagination, projecting high vibration crystalline frequencies into the matrix, and continuing to hone my quickly evolving psychic capacities. about two years ago, I started telling people to "make it up" --- I understand how mind works; how false identities form and dissolve; how stating I AM (I EXIST!, the Aries battle cry) or I KNOW impacts the field of potential... stay open; the more you think you "know," the more the Universe is likely to demonstrate there is NO-Thing to "know," only potentials and frequencies to feel our way through. the Void isn't a place or space to "know;" it's to be experienced. the act of articulating an experience gives it gravity such that it actually exists, which collapses the wave of potential into a single point that can be nothing other that what you know it to be. if you *must* know, identify, explain or make sense of your experiences -- we are humans, and knowing stuff is a big part of our humanity -- after finding gratitude for whatever has arisen, do your best to locate a silver lining; if you can't sense it, make it up and identify with it. that means, when you tell the story of your experiences, you deliberately choose words to EMPOWER and nurture the experiences you are inevitably creating with the words you've used to share your past experiences. geez... no wonder I feel The Fool from the Tarot and Ouroboros. hahaha.... feedback loop much?? . #presentsofmind #hypnotized #hypnosis #lookinside #astromuse #starstuff #feelyourwaythrough #iam #ariesfullmoon #Ouroboros #pastmeetspresent #deepwaves #galacticwaves #beherenow #howtobehuman #jedimindtricks #feelingfeelings #energyreader #starchannel #alchemy @presents.of.mind https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv4zLZKgqi-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1bs7wem0v6sb4
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a part of me wishes i didn't have a phone, i wish a didn't have people in my life, consistent people i mean- people i have to speak to every day- i wish i was surrounded only and always by strangers, maybe because it is so much easier to love in ignorance, to love without a name, to love and not be so terrified of losing, to not know you will lose, to exist without the strings attached, is it too much to ask? to be forgotten?
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hannahmarshall · 7 years
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GLASTONBURY. Two reasons why today is so special: 1. @thexx play their biggest ever show on the main stage at Glastonbury Festival tonight! 2. It’s a new moon in Cancer (my sign) so I’m feeling all the feelings today! If you’re at Glastonbury, see you at the Pyramid stage at 7.30pm. Otherwise, it will be broadcasted live on BBC iPlayer, BBC Red Button or BBC’s Glastonbury website . . . . . . . . . . _______________________________________________________ #hannahmarshall #hannahmarshallvisualart #visualartist #visualart #blackminimalism #blackandwhite #monochrome #bw #bnw #music #livemusic #musicartist #documentary #musicphotography #thexx #worldtour #iseeyou #iseeyoutour #glastonburyfestival #glastonbury2017 #pyramidstage #newmoon #cancerian #cancerseason #feelingfeelings #lightinthedark
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