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nrc-therapist · 30 days
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Happy April Fool's!
it's sad that us nrc students can't celebrate since the biggest joke of all is our headmage
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larjb3 · 6 months
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Today I told my friend that I ended my day talking with a "spoon filling client" and reflecting back on this, I like the phrase "spoon filling" (vs "spoon draining") better than saying someone's "good" or "bad" for my energy. Essentially it's saying the same thing, but I feel like it gives room for someone to be human (and thus encompass both good and bad traits, as defined by everyone's own individual subjectivity) while not idealizing or demonizing someone
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brutalandbraty · 1 year
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Perhaps this profession is not the one for me. Perhaps I am too kind for this line of work. Too loving, too empathetic, too passionate. Or perhaps the reason it is not right for me is: Perhaps I am too mean for this line of work. Too jaded, too hateful, too passionate.
I love my work. Maybe my work just hates me. I love the work. Maybe the work is pushing me away. I’m imposing where I don’t belong. Where I’m unwanted. Even when the help wanted signs are glaring at me. Is being wanted and belonging the same thing?
I am angry at how they ask for help and accept none. I am angry at how they refuse to change the system. I am upset and hurt by the things we do that have no effect. I am angry that no one gets out of this profession unscathed.
Perhaps that is why. I am angry. The macro has failed us. The micro can’t do it alone. Perhaps I am just in the wrong part of my profession. Perhaps I can use my anger, my distain, my passion.
For good perhaps?
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Dear diary,
You know what's an effective weight loss tool? Anxiety with overthinking leading into an anxiety induced panic. Of course this isn't medically regarded as effective but after spending majority of a day in this state I can say I ate less because I simply felt no desire to eat or had any appetite leading to slight weight loss.~
Although I am incredibly tired as found sleep difficult as well and it turned out my panic was for nothing. Everything had a reasonable logical explanation and while I knew I was most likely overthinking it that did not effect the feeling of anxiety nor less panic.~
I play therapist for people without getting a therapist paycheck because when you are quiet, polite and observant people will share stuff with you whether you want to hear it or not. Parents ideally are people who are supposed to raise you, teach you values and be there for you. ~
The reality is while young you may look up to them, idolize them or even physically depend on them for an extent but once you are old enough to feed yourself and other obviously necessaries then you don't require them to but it's generally given until individual has reached adulthood. ~
That is an ideal environment not everything is ideal nor does life work based on ideal concepts. I used to resent my parents and was very angry for not having the things I saw others take for granted. But I grew up, matured to an extent, and now I can play therapist for them, listen to their problems try to give them advice and basically give them hope to keep living.~
Ironic right? It's not like I never considered suicide but the thing that stopped me was being reminded it's a mortal sin and I'd be damed to hell literally for it. So here I am trying to give my mother support, sometimes I find it ironic because did she ever note my struggle? Did she ever think maybe I needed something, support, reassurance etc. ~
Shes says I am young and can fulfill aspirations but she doesn't know any I've had have died long ago. How can you have aspirations when you doubt yourself's ability to achieve them, constantly being compared to others and when you have responsibilities.~
She felt guilt accepting help from a child but children ideally should help family and parents when they age as the parents did for them when younger. I can't say she did excellent but probably the best she could in her mental state. Or so I say, why make her feel worse? ~
I remember in middle school taking over all the domestic chores and providing lunches and doing laundry for the younger ones in the family. I felt proud at the time to be able to help out. ~
Of course that was when my father still visited occasionally but that ended when he started a new better life with a new more perfect family.~
I care for my siblings whether biologically related to them or not, I suppose sometimes I envy them but overall I just try to make it through the day~
Why I am writing this to strangers who will probably not read since its not entertaining?
Because it's not for you, it's for me. I realized individuals despite titles they may carry aren't defined by them other than social preconceptions on how those individuals should act and responsibilities of such titles~
I wonder If I snuck into a lecture at university for a psychology major if I'd understand any of the topics they'd cover? Its certainly interesting to think how people vary with different personalities~
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cyancees · 1 year
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i have neither a good imagination nor aphantasia, but a secret third thing
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spiderversegf · 10 months
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hey btw as a reminder. disappointing someone is not the same as harming them
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disgustinggf · 5 months
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i love your account. Do u want my therapist's number
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hqkalon · 8 months
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synopsis : your husband refuses to meet your pleasurable needs, so toji takes it upon himself to demonstrate the pleasure you’ve been missing out on.
cont. sex therapist!toji x fem!reader, smut, office sex??, creampie, v. penetration, cheating, slight overstimulation, teasing, thirst tbh, not plot just sex, petnames (pretty, pretty girl, doll), pull out game ?? (weak), mdni +17
an : hehe here it iss @luvfaries !!
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sex therapist toji who’s heard all about you and your husband's struggles when it came to sex. the one thing that set him off was how your husband would bad mouth the things you were into.
"good thing this room's sound proof, otherwise your husband would've heard all those pretty moans i'm stealing from him." toji taunted, whispering against your ear sending shivers down your spine as he pounded into your tight cunt. tummy curling from the continuous strokes against your sweet spot. "s-shut up." you mumbled, trying to hold back an escaping moan as your head rested on the door behind you. remembering there were chairs lined up against the wall of toji's offices— the chairs where your husband was sitting waiting for you come out.
toji couldn't help, but take the opportunity to tease you a little bit. "who's the one that makes you cum when your husband doesn’t?" his hands cupped behind the fold of your knees, pressing your body against the door. you could taste the malice tone hidden behind that sly smile of his, "he's gonna hear, if you do it against the d-" your sentence instantly cut off by nothing other than uncontrollable cries and pleas. "t-tojii!" his hips snapped you back into reality as spirals of heat poured throughout your aching core. "that's my name princess." his fingers dug into the flesh of your thighs, earning sweet whimpers he fucked you into oblivion. your arms hooked around his broad shoulders, almost babbling incoherent words as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, "fuc- mphhm." toji's palm covered your mouth, muffling all your moans— hearing your phone buzz against the table.
"oh?" responded with a hum as he wrapped your legs around his torso while tightening his hold around your waist, before making his way near the desk— hovering over you as your back lied against the cold surface. "what is it?" guilt shot through your heart as toji's hand slithered up your torso, finding it's place around your thin throat. his eyes darkened with mischief, "oh it's nothing.. just focus on me pretty girl." his hand tightened around your throat, slowly sliding out of your throbbing cunt before slamming back in.
"oh fuck!" you held onto his wrist, hearing the sloppy sound of his dick stroke inside you, forgetting about guilt as he stuffed you full, "that's it." your pussy squeezed around him each time the phone buzzed more. "ya gonna cum knowing yer husband's outside the door?" he teased, watching soft moans fall from your mouth as he fed you each thrust. "y-yeah." you whined, nodding your head—feeling your stomach slowly cave in as he thrusted against your g-spot. "look at me and tell me your gonna make a mess." toji hissed, bullying through your abused walls.
"i'm gonna make a mess!" your tummy tightened as your core bundled together feeling as though you had to pee. "that's right doll." the head of toji's dick grinded against your sweet spot as the hand around your throat cupped your lower cheeks. "and that mess is gonna be on me." his pace sped up, being able to visibly see the white ring coating his dick.
mouth gaped as toji fucked you dumb off his dick, forgetting about your husband on the other side as you moans grew louder. "g'na cumm!" you wantonly cried out— thighs shaking around toji's hips as he grunted feeling your pussy swallow him deeper, "shittt. me too." skin slapping echoed throughout the quiet room filled with nothing, but pants and groans.
"fuck fuck fuckk! cummingg!" you sobbed, becoming a shattering mess— only seeing black and white as your cunt milked his cock dry. "shitt doll." toji's hips steadily rocked into your sensitive hole, cooling off his high as you pulsed around him.
"how about this be our little secret hm?" his pointer finger pressed against his lips— watching you nod in response.
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artcoffeecats · 1 year
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Energy in, energy out
So you know how when you have depression, or bipolar depression, you sit in the sludge of “I don’t have the energy to do anything” until all of a sudden BAM! You get out of bed and you clean and you reach out to people and you feel awesome? But then it’s gone.
I’ve been playing with the idea of energy a lot and how you can choose to either go off like a firework or slow burn yourself like a woodburning stove that keeps itself warm for hours.
Rather than using that burst of energy to DO ALL THE THINGS, try picking one thing. Or two.
Then rest.
Thank yourself for getting shit done.
And then that energy you put in to the thing slowly builds back up, and you can use it again.
When you do all the things, you burn up that little burst of motivation and then you usually go into a deficit. That’s why you can’t get out of bed. You pushed too hard.
Push less hard.
Rest.
Be kind to yourself even when you can finally get something done. Don’t forget about the you that can hardly get out of bed just because you are finally out of bed. Honor that you by taking it easy as you go about doing what you need to do.
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I think that Dr. Christina "I was an excellent soldier" Raynor needs to deal with some personal things before she's anyone's therapist, because she strong-armed more of Bucky's autonomy away from him than Zemo did within the series.
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arsonlookers · 10 days
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✧ MS. THERAPIST Yandere Childe! Idea ✧
slight suggestive please be warned.
Yandere Childe! who becomes obsessed in love with you because you are his therapist.
Yandere Childe! got sentenced to jail for the same actions of being a total creep and a yandere. sentenced for murder, stalking, attempting kidnapping, assault, stealing, and many more gruesome acts he did.
Yandere Childe! who was very stubborn and murderous after going to jail. yelling that he needs to protect Lumine [the victim of his Yandere acts] and lumine not even planning to time visiting him in jail [i mean who would?]
Yandere Childe! who stops eating and taking care of himself being dishearten by not seeing lumine for the past month and starts starving since then. losing the reasoning to keep living.
Yandere Childe! who meets reader [you] in his 2nd week of staying becomes his personal therapist since then.
Yandere Childe! tried to kill you because he dont want to see anybody except lumine.
Yandere Childe! Who nearly did murder you if not for your fast instinct and taekwondo training you got as a child, and knock him off the ground he was not able to get back up again.
Yandere Childe! becomes more interested in you after that incident keeps apologizing about what happened before and keeps asking you to fight him. To strangle him with your thigh again.
Yandere Childe! who keeps dreaming about the incident and just wants to be in that position again. in between your plush thigh. starts to be more and more interested in your life for some reason
Yandere Childe! who keeps checking you out every time you are there or its therapy session.
Yandere Childe! Who keeps asking you if you have a boyfriend or husband, if you do what they look like, what are their names, The more he is around you the more his questions become personal and creepy.
Yandere Childe! who for some reason starts to become healthy again, and starts to work out inside his jail. starts to show off his hard work abs and all, for some reason starts to become more and more touchy and just keeps asking you to be inside in a room again promising to not hurt you ever again.
Yandere Childe! who now shamelessly dirty talks to you and keeps talking about everything like I mean every thing in his life and how he was obsessed and why he did all of it.
Yandere Childe! who opens up everything where he hides the bodies how he disposes of them, his past trauma, how he got kidnapped, how he stalks and keeps a altar for lumine, E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.
suggestive warning ahead!!!
Yandere Childe! who shamelessly starts thinking about you in sensual ways, like how he likes to feel your mouth and all around his body. and absolutely in his mouth.
yandere Childe! shamelessly masturbates in front of you or in his cell. like "ahhh~ uggg~ I ~ keep talking!- AHhhh~~mmmm~ your so cute~~ " behind his cell, he is doing all those unholy things
Yandere Childe! keeps asking you to either strip, about your underwear, join him, shamelessly dirty talks while he is pumping his member keeps his eyes on your body and never looks anywhere. just in you and in your eyes, he just keeps talking about "I want to fck you~ mminside that hole~ AHHHhhhh~mmmm~ look at me darling~ look at how you made me feel~ you are making me feel so~ so~ goooood~~ my cute~ sexy! therapist~~ "
Yandere Childe! Who knows that You can't just leave him and ask other therapists to be his doctor because he tells you how he will kill them even behind these bars. if he knows that you actually wanted to leave him [ oh honey he will kill even if it meant to also be the reason of his death]
Yandere Childe! begging for you to just stay with him, "I will be your good boy~ pleaseee~ agggh ~ ummpphh~ " while keeping his hands on his member
Yandere Childe! If you will truly leave him he will find ways to break out of these prison cells. and will search for you even if it means to go travel around the world to search for you.
Yandere Childe! who is rich by the way like he truly has the money. and actually bribes some of the guards in the prison without you knowing. just to keep an eye on you of course .
Yandere Childe! Who actually starts to call you pet names shamelessly like "darling" "baby" "slut" "savior" and many more all these other pet names of his are getting worst by the day.
Yandere Childe! who enjoys how you also slowly start to enjoy his company even if some of it is just absurb and questionable. He also enjoys how he somehow did get you to talk about your past a little bit.
Yandere Childe! who is in prison but actually got some information about you from the outside. he will not tell you that of course.
Yandere Childe! who now found an interesting and lovely woman to obsessed with, to love, to keep him forever and ever may she like it or not. Yandere Childe! who promises you that you will be stuck with him forever. Yandere Childe! who now found another will to live this life of his, found his true purpose, he who accepts that everything that is happening now is FATE that you two are FATED to be together.
Yandere Childe! who behind the cells can still do anything to his power to have you, to control you, to make you stay, to make you love him, your oh so LOVELY PATIENT.
"ms. therapist ~ I need your assistance!~ I feel so lonely would you care to join hmm~ to help me feel better~ help this lonely patient of yours~"
Yandere Childe! will love you forever .,.and actually has a shrine for you outside this prison in his house so yeahhh. hahahaha.
YANDERE CHILDE! who is MADLY in love with you .
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so please take care of this sick patient of yours ok? ms. therapist~
✧ahhhh!! my first Yandere writing I never imagined I would write it I'm not really that confident about this one I'm trying something new other than angst so yeahh thank u for reading just a random idea really if there are any grammar mistakes sorry about it. it might be quite messy but I just want to share and had this idea of being his therapist and will be forever stuck being his therapist for life. hehe anyways bye~ - ars onlookers
"ART IS NOT MINE" -from pinterest
♡♡Reblogs and likes are much appreciated!!♡♡
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nrc-therapist · 29 days
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THE DAWN OF REVOLUTION IS UPON US!!
WE SHALL ALL UNITE AND FIGHT FOR WHATS RIGHT!!and my paychek
DOWN WITH THE CROW!!🔥🔥
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Me: Theres something so tragic about Jam. Its abundantly clear how much Tim cares for Jay. My favorite example being in Entry # 74 where he struggles with the seatbelt for a second because he’s trying to unbuckle it too fast to get to Jay. To a certain extent I think those feelings are mutual, but by season 3 Jay is too far gone. Getting answers comes first and everything and everyone else comes second. It makes me sad to think about what their relationship could have been like if Jay had started going to therapy and taking the pills like Tim tried to get him to do.
My marine science teacher: ok thats great but wheres the lab you were supposed to hand in 2 weeks ago?
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brutalandbraty · 1 year
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The empath
I’m not allowed to have my own emotions
I’m too busy feeling everyone else’s
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nicolegmattos · 3 months
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Everything I Lost
I fell from Heaven.
I lost my stars, my precious creations, that beautiful nebula.
I lost my faith in God, my smile, my light. I felt unworthy, violated, scared.
It hurt. Not just the fall but everything that came with it. And everything I lost in the process.
But none of that could prepare me for my second fall. The most frightening one. When I fell for you.
And none of that hurt me more than losing you.
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ikol-art · 11 months
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Everyone always assumes Arthur is gonna come back in 'our' time in fics, but when is someone gonna write an 'Arthur returns because Aliens have invaded Earth' futuristic one
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