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#so i'm gonna try that and hope to get dbt or cbt
bongsavior · 8 months
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she's just gonna shut everyone out in response huh 😔
#r#kill me#just choke me and slaughter me with your bare hands already#also yes i was just talking about how i'm going to be pushing everyone away but please i still latch onto my favorite people#idk idk idk idk idk i'm slightly intoxicated rn 3 jai alai's deep tbf#dog wound healing but it's at the closing up painful itchy stage#jobless but going to probably work at michaels again#it's what i know#moving to new orleans in around 10 months#i can't wait but i have to prioritize finding myself rather than reaching for the incredible high of a relationship with someone#this can't be my life#this can't be the way things go#my psychiatrist told me thru teladoc which i get for free thru my insurance i can search for therapists too#so i'm gonna try that and hope to get dbt or cbt#for my bpd#gonna make a song out of those acronyms#i think i need life-altering mental help and i'll finally start to use and hone my skills such as Music (instruments singing and composing)#but yeah my 35 y/o Teladoc psychiatrist who supplies me meds told me after about 8 months in ''Hey if you've ever thought about therapy you#can do this to get therapists instead of psychiatrists and you can have both at one time''#idk he's a busy man he probably didn't want to assume i didn't know :')#but yeah i'm excited to see if i can find an lgbtq therapist#i like how this post went from ''you're ignoring me everything is different and i'm suffering detaching from My Favorite Person''#to ''therapy is mere inches away fellas and then i'm FREE i can be fearless and do what i've always been afraid to do''#🤔#that's a really good thing :')#personal#sorry#long post#so many tags
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jbbuckybarnes · 8 months
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How Peter Parker would comfort and care for a depressed loved one
(don't mind me, just some self-indulgence I wrote when I was in the trenches of depression)
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• "No, no, no, what we're not gonna do is feel guilty. This world is a depressing place when the rest of you isn't stable. And the world loves making people unstable."
• He'd meal prep for you, wake you up on time to keep your rhythm in check, bring you sleep tea, watch movies with you on particularly bad days.
• "What's your current take on going outside? Vitamin D might do you good." He'd ask cautiously.
• You'd tense up at the idea of spending more energy than you had but knew it was needed to get better.
• "I can...carry you to the rooftop?" He'd raise his brow.
• You'd do grabby hands at him from the bed.
• You'd chill on the sunny rooftop for 45 minutes every now and then, not talking much, just existing.
• "What are your thoughts on therapy?" He'd mumble a few weeks down the line.
• "The only thing my insurance covers is CBT. I fucking hate CBT."
• "What if we figure out a way to pay someone you can choose?"
• "I don't wa-" "Na-ah, friends help friends survive."
• Please imagine Spider-Man making a couple extra bucks by helping people install solar panels and carrying heavy stuff.
• He'd sit down next to you with a laptop and you'd search for therapy options.
• "DBT. IFS. EFT. The other EFT. Hypnotherapy. Logo Therapy. Integrative Therapists for Psychedelics. Somatic Experiencing." Even he was overwhelmed with the option.
• "IFS. Hypnotherapy. Maybe Logo Therapy." You mumbled and he decluttered the tabs.
• You landed on a woman doing both IFS & Hypnotherapy. Both things that intrigued you.
• "I mean if nothing else works...drugs still exist." You'd shrug and he'd smirk at that.
• He'd bring you to your first appointment giving you the biggest hug before you went in.
• The woman would explain to you that you needed to get mentally resourced first and that she'd try with a specific type of hypnosis to see if that helps.
• When Peter saw you get out of the building he'd instantly put his arm around you while walking.
• "I'm so tired." You'd mumble leaning against him while walking, trusting him to lead the way while you were spacing out, "Gonna tell you about it after a long sleep."
• You'd wake up the next morning with energy. Still depressed, but not quite as depressed as the previous days. He slept over to make sure there were no weird aftereffects.
• You would look at him sleeping and get up to make yourself something simple to eat.
• He'd peek his eye open before both of them were wide open seeing you standing in the kitchen.
• "Woah." He mumbled before getting up and hugging you.
• "How was it?" You paused for a second, "That's what he said."
• You told him what the hypnosis felt like and that you went back to the origin of your depression and did some inner child work thing. And the hypnosis took a lot more out of you than you expected. And now you had more energy and hoped it wasn't short-form placebo.
• "Even if it is, she can still do the other work with you." You nodded.
• "Can we go for a short walk?" He'd eagerly nod.
• Over the weeks you'd get better and better at coping with your symptoms and connecting to your inner parts. You'd figure out your triggers and how to calm yourself out of them.
• He'd love to see you flourish and take you on little friend (👀) dates all across New York City the more energy you'd have.
• He'd make sure you'd keep seeing the beautiful things in the world. He'd program your TV to not show news. He'd actually send you good news deliberately.
• "We should live together." You'd suggest.
• "If you can handle the feds searching the apartment at some point." He'd giggle.
• "I'd be good with that. I'd hide little things making it awkward for them." You both laughed.
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