#processing emotions

[safe-haven-safe-place]

@worry__lines

#mental health #self care #healing #recovery #positive thoughts #self compassion #emotional dysregulation #emotional control #processing emotions #dealing with emotions #emotional regulation #emotional pain #emotions

[kimchicuddles]

Processing grief.. Thank you for supporting my work ❤ TikvaWolf.com

#grief #healing #trauma #processing grief #processing emotions

[dan-heng-lunae]

Hey Dan Heng! I like you!

...

What? I said I like your hair.

Yours truly,

March 7th ❄️

Ah, you.

Hm.

Okay.

#records #new life #// mod: dan heng's worst fear #processing emotions

[rainyfestivalsweets]

Ugg, I am in my feelings.

How do I get out?

I am feeling so worthless. Unwanted. Extra. Needy. Unvalued. Unloved.

Because I think, of a discussion about marriage last night while we were at a symphony event.

I meant to reassure. But somehow I am turning that into me no longer being ok.

It turned into:

Good God, what am I waiting around for?

#emotions #processing emotions #relationship help #relationships #relationship #need to calm down #ugg #in my feels #in my feelings #discussion #marriage #talks #healthy lifestyle #getting healthy #losing weight #healthy eating #fitblr #healthy habits #operation lose this gut #weight loss #operationlosethisgut #weight loss journey

[pocket-poly]

Truma is such a sneaky beast

Nothing they do makes you question their love, or intention. But because everyone else has done things in similar ways, that unfolded leaving me hurt my brain needs to freak out over something that means nothing.

I want to honor the trust, transparency and respect.

But inside me want to start packing bags so when this does hurt I'm already one foot out the door.

I don't wanna live that way. I don't wanna pack anything I want to show my trauma response things can be different

(Might edit later pre sleep thoughts)

#processing emotions #sleepmeds kicking in #fear of repeating the past #but this is different #i hope

[your-mighty-words-astound-me]

its funny, how many kinds of betrayal there are. there's betrayal of trust; where you both know what you are doing, and do it anyway

there's careless betrayal, where you are unaware of your betrayal but you should be. you should be aware but you just don't care to be. and that is a betrayal of its own

but what's strange is you can be betrayed by someone you didnt even know. you can enjoy their company and trust them, without realising you don't know them.

and when you meet them properly, they aren't the person you thought they were. and that is not their fault, but it still is disappointing. to be let down by someones potential

#bastard speaks #what is happening over there #new friend turned out to be *problematic* #:/ #processing emotions

[call-me-strega]

Tropes I Adore pt. 2: Moving on With Someone Better

Okay so basically the trope is [Character B] is in love with [Character A] , who probably likes them too and doesn’t realize it, for a significant amount of time. However, [Character A] is either mega-oblivious or is aware of the [B]’s feelings but doesn’t act on it for whatever reason (e.g: doesn’t realize that they like them back and wants to continue being friends; doesn’t act bc they think [B] will still be waiting for them when they decide they want a relationship; genuinely does not realize [B]’s feelings, etc)

The thing is [B] is an absolute catch and regardless of the reason that [A] is not reciprocating that doesn’t mean other people are blind to this fact. Intro [Character C] who has a big crush on [B] but are aware of their feelings for [A] so they don’t make a huge move past expressing their interest because they’re cool and respectful like that. Which is part of the reason [B] takes a step back to evaluate their feelings.

[B] has had these feelings for a while now and their heart was set on [A] so long that their pining, while comfortable and safe, has long since become tedious and draining. The spark is starting to fade and spending more time with [C] makes them happy. They decide enough is enough and to outright confess to [A] to see if there is any hope left.

Cue angst because for whatever reason the confession fails: [A] rejects them, [A] gets a different partner beforehand, [A] doesn’t realize it’s a confession, [A] does something that makes [B] lose feeling before they confess, etc. [B] is devastated for a while. They have to go through a period of mourning and take time to focus on themselves to get over [A].

All the meanwhile, [C] recognizes this and does their best to provide emotional support bc first and foremost they are [B]’s friend. Neither wants their relationship to become a rebound so the don’t get together right away. Once [B] is more or less recovered from their heart break the two have a conversation and start a relationship in which the two of them are very happy.

What happens to [A] in the end can vary from having their own happy relationship, to feeling remorseful that they missed their chance, to straight up regretting losing [B] through their own idiocy. Personally, because I am a spiteful bitch, I like the ending where [A] is filled with regret and have to lay in the bed they made through their own arrogance and folly.

(Bonus: subcategory of this trope where [A] and [B] are in a relationship at some point, but [A] does something to mess it up ( cheating, being a jerk, etc) and [B] after some angst ditches their sorry ass for [C])

#tropes i adore #moving on with someone better #karma #angst #letting yourself feel things #processing emotions #not jumping into relationships you’re not ready for #the romanticism of have some who respects you and would wait for you #communication

[nickpeppermint]

Some anger management i guess

#Nick Peppermint #art #comic #comic strip #oc #oc comic #bw #anger #finger snap #processing emotions

[cavalrysystem]

I fucking HATE being insecure. I hate it so much. Every time a friend doesn't talk to us for a while, we get paralyzed by the fear that we're going to lose them just like we constantly lose Everything else. I hate being an insecure and anxious person. I hate having an insecure attachment style.

I fucking hate being the holder for all of our fucked up, disgusting thoughts. I hate being the one who fronts when the brain is doing the depression thing again. I hate being what I am I hate who we are as a person I fucking hate it.

I hate being like this. I hate that we're so downright terrified of losing people that it makes us lash out at them. I hate it especially when we lose a friend we've had minor falling outs with in the past, going to their blogs to see if they're online and finding them posting shit like "I love getting annoying bitches removed from servers" when just the other day they'd defended us to someone. I hate that when we see posts like that, something inside me aches. Something inside this body starts to grow sore and heavy with the reality that we aren't a likeable person and we are probably going to lose all the friends we have eventually because we always do. It always happens.

I hate that we've stopped trying to communicate and ask if something is about us, because when we get told "no" we feel stupid for asking. I hate that Insecurity pumps through our veins almost as easily as blood does. I hate that we're naturally a sensitive person. I hate that we're always seeking affection or even just kindness from people. I hate than we're so harsh sometimes. I hate being like this. I hate being this kind of person but I cant- I can't change. No amount of therapy or healing will change the fact that we at the core of whatever kind of being we happen to be, are damaged.

It hurts.

It hurts so fucking bad.

I just want to be loved without feeling like I am begging for it.

Everything I've ever touched, ever breathed on has come out burned or broken. We break everything we touch. We are not a gentle soul.

But we could be.

These hands of mine are coating in the blood of all the lives I've killed, all the versions of myself I've slaughtered in attempts to become something better.

This body is damaged. I am tired.

I want my mom. I want to be held.

I want to be told I am loved regardless of the gruesome damage I carry like a badge of honor.

I want to be loved despite the demons that lay beneath this pale flesh of mine.

I want to be able to not speak to someone for a bit and not think "they probably hate my guts". I want to be able to say something, and not rethink it a thousand times after.

I want to be able to maintain a friendship more than just online. I want real friends. I want someone who will walk through the darkness of my mind, find me where I am most damaged, and hold that part of me up to the light and not even flinch.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I say I'm sorry at lot because at the end of the day, I really am sorry. Sorry that I made you deal with me, sorry that I was even in your life, sorry that I exist.

I know. Just because I did not mean to be cruel, does not mean I was kind.

I am like a broken gas stove. Slowly leaking into the air, building up in your nose and your chest until it takes one spark, and suddenly I am a burning fire that isn't going out. I cry gasoline and breathe the flames like they are my own children.

My palms are calloused from gripping things so tight that they crumble in my hands.

My knuckles are bruised from punching the walls my own mind built to keep me from losing myself even more.

My mind is filled with smokey memories that slide through my fingertips like sand.

And my soul is dark. And it is fractured. And it is barely holding on.

But you liked me. At least for a little while. For a fleeting moment you and I connected. We bonded. Our souls saw one another and found something worth keeping around.

And I will cherish that. Even if it's dwindling, even though the flame is getting smaller and heat is decreasing, I will cherish that.

#💚 #cavalry speaks #venting #vent posting #vent post #rambling #repitition #tw repetition #repeating words #mild venting #not artistry #not fandom #alter venting #emotional disregulation #emotional distress #processing emotions #cursing #cw cursing #tw cursing #kind of poetry #depressing thoughts #depressing shit #tw depressive thoughts #depressive thoughts #cw depressive thoughts #depression posting

[colby-jac-cheese]

ATTENTION PEOPLE MORE COMPETENT THAN ME AT NAMING THEIR EMOTIONS

What is the emotion for bored but happy? Like a positive bored? What's that's called?

#repressed emotions #processing emotions #emotions #emotional awareness #im tryin my best #please help!

[safe-haven-safe-place]

#mental health #healing #recovery #overthinking #uncomfortable emotions #processing emotions #self care #self love #self compassion #anxiety relief

[dissociating-at-the-disco]

I’ve been struggling to think about things long enough to process emotion. As soon as I feel an emotion coming on I shut it down and shut myself off. Is that normal? I haven’t felt this way since I was 10 and didn’t believe I could cry

#mine #personal #bipolar disorder #bpd #mental health #mental instability #text post #schizophrenia #dissociatingatthedisco #dissociation #mental illness #mental heath issues #processing emotions

[withinthebrain]

Pent-up

Maybe it's the front door I'm mad at,

So I'll give it a kick to make sure it's shut tight against the cold.

It's possible it's the bed sheets that upset me,

Thus I'll kick and thrash until they ball up at the foot of the bed.

It could be the dishes piled up in the sink getting on my nerves,

And I'll wash and scrub until everything sparkles and gleams.

The squeaky floorboards underfoot might be a source of irritation,

Therefore, I'll stomp on them to drown out the annoying sound.

Maybe the silence in the room is unsettling,

Hence, I'll blast music loudly, drowning out the quiet unease.

It's likely the unanswered questions that haunt me,

So I'll search for solutions, tearing through the pages of uncertainty.

It is possibly the unwritten thoughts in my mind bother me,

As a result, I'll spill them, letting the words release the suppressed emotions.

#writing #my writing #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #writing blog #processing emotions #emotions #feelings #thoughts

[there-will-be-a-way]

One of the most helpful lessons I learned from my meditation praxis and listening to lectures is that emotions exist in the body, yet what we often get taught is to fix them in the mind. We get told to change our thought patterns, use affirmations or "just think positive" - which are all ideas with good intentions, but you can rarely think your way out of sadness. You can't use logic alone to transform your anger into something different.

You have to get your body on board. When you are scared, it's not enough to do the work inside of your head. You have to feel the fear where it is - in your body -, see where it sits and what it wants to tell you. You have to make room for it. Breathe deeply and calmly. Be still and listen. Watch it with loving awareness. When fear is sitting in my chest and tightening it, I lay a hand on my chest and allow it to soften, to become wide. I come to the safe present by following my breath - and with time and practice, the fear dissolves. It doesn't take a single thought, it doesn't take logic (because emotions know no logic). It takes being present in the here and now, in the physical body where life takes place. It takes being a non-judgmental watcher who allows feelings to come and go as waves come and go or the clouds. As everything passes - some things quicker than others. When we try to think our way out of emotions, we're getting ourselves stuck in concepts that aren't tangible. That's not where life takes place, that's not where emotions sit.

#personal posts #personal growth #mental health #processing emotions #meditation practice #self improvement #we have to understand where our emotions come from #Why are we sad? Why are we scared? Why are we angry? #Because they are meant to move us to take *actions* #and actions don't happen in thought #that's why it's so important to get the body on board #and develop an awareness for it #we can't live a fulfilled life inside of our head #we have to experience #in thoughts the emotions get stuck #in the body they can be released #that's why we cry and scream and laugh until our belly hurts #zen buddhism

[rainyfestivalsweets]

8/12/23

Today is a day of complicated feelings.

Went to my daughter's bridal shower.

I am so happy for her. It was mostly her new family in law.

My former partner was there and I got some helpings of "Oh my God, you look great! So great! Like really fabulous, really! What are you doing?" Followed awhile later with.... "did you have the surgery?"

Seeing my ex is a double edged sword. I was young, and I loved at 180%, all the time. I was all in.

And still, I can tell you I probably never would have left this woman. But here we are, 13 years later....

And it made me a little sad for old me.

It's complicated. So complicated.

I cried on the way home.

I am about 10-15 pounds under the weight I was when she was cheating on me.

I deserved better than that. I know she loved me as much as she could, but when things got tough....and boring ... she went looking for someone with the spark.

I deserved someone who was going to love me as much as I loved them.

I deserved someone who was going to do for me all the things that I was doing for her. I bought us a house. I spent my life trying to make out life more enjoyable.

And to complicate matters even further, today was my wedding anniversary to a different person in 2016. Who was cheating 2 years later.

I should have ran as far away as I could.

#my feelings #feelings #in my feels #processing emotions #emotions #healthy lifestyle #getting healthy #losing weight #healthy eating #fitblr #healthy habits #operation lose this gut #weight loss #operationlosethisgut #weight loss journey #emotionally exhausted #emotional #emotional regulation #mental health #health #ex wife #i am old

[pocket-poly]

New relationship energy refers to a state of mind experienced at the beginning of relationships, typically involving heightened emotional and sexual feelings and excitement.

NRE is like a drug. AND NOT A POLYAM EXCLUSIVE THING... No joke. It comes in and gives you positive hopeful rose-colored glasses of lust, energy, and mushyness... goodness know I have had my fair share of toxic highs that sent me on worldwinds of adventures but looking back I'd like to punch myself for some choices I made.

Sometimes, I realize when it's passing from NRE to an ORE (old relationship energy) comfort zone... and it freaks me out... I wonder if it's NRE settling down and the powerful drug is losing the *high* it brings with it or am I losing the connection with someone? Or as i have called it before "The shiny wears off".

It's scary most of the time. The fight or fight and fear of hurt and heartache often gets me overthinking. This time it wasn't scary, because I can't yet say I have felt a shift... it just felt comfortable. Since the start. Like a safe landing. Almost as if all my chaos and madness were some sort of obstacle courses to complete, and he was waiting for me at the finish line.

It's been, "officially"

12 month... 52weeks... 365 days... 8760 hours...

ONE YEAR

And HE has made the biggest impact in my life in that time.

I have been loved in ways I have thought only existed in fairy tales and movies. I have been held, kissed, and touched in ways that have taught me to believe and see my own beauty. How my value, my existence & my worthy aren't tied to my abilities to do or give but simply existing is beautiful.

This "whole ass man" as my therapist calls him has spent the last year pouring his love into every Crack, scar, and emotional wound he can find. Simply holding space for ME to do the work, for ME to heal, for ME to grow. And yet he tells me with tears in his eyes, how much "I" have changed "his" life.

I wish I had more vocabulary, to explain the depths of what this last year with him has meant to me & given to me. But I lack the words and language to capture it.

I've experienced so many types of relationships, of different dynamics, and love in many forms. But this... love...energy... connection... has changed my expectations of what I'm willing to accept and has shown me I AM WORTH those expectations.

He came into my life when I was experiencing a drastic shift in my life. My own life was experiencing an Autumn with Upheaval in my blood family & cutting ties there, Upheaval & remodeling my home & home life, ending of relationship a long-term relationship with someone I still loved but I needed to let go of, and another fly by pass with a comet relationship. He... just showed up, and patiently stood here and began listening, cheering and reminding me. "You are amazing"

I have never once in the past year questioned his love, his motive, his feelings, or my place in his life. I had no idea how secure attachment felt before him and how to feel safe in love. Loavingmpeople always meant sacrifice hurt and forgiving.. this is so different, I'm thankful every day I get to experience feeling loved and valued and cared for in the many ways he has done so and chooses to continue to.

We have matching penny Keychains. They have a heart around 2022 on the front and 10/17 stamped on the back. I got them for us on Valentine's Day. I aim for small and highly emotional valued things, simply because I have a large amount of respect for metamores and don't like flashy things.

For our 1 year, I got this washer to go with the penny. It's the long/lat of where we met. And the back of the washer says, "started here" It is simple, and small but so meaningful.

I made a huge leap a year ago... I had no idea it would be one of the best and most impactful choices of my entire life. But it's probably one of the best things to have ever happened to me.

#redgrasshopper #polyamory #polyamorous #polyamourous #dating #boyfriend #polyam #poly life #married dating #healthy after trauma #lover #secure attachment #love language #in love #nre #anniversary #gifts #trinkets #one year #processing emotions #emotional intelligence #emotional intimacy