Tumgik
#knowing your worth
ohtobeleah · 3 months
Text
When you finally learn to take people for exactly who they are because all that “potential” you see isn’t actually real, it’s just a projection of what you would do in their position.
35 notes · View notes
digitalautumn · 27 days
Text
🌿 Relationship Healing 🌿
“People know your worth, they just hope that you don’t.”
The fact is relationships are not easy. Sometimes we get consumed by social media or our friends situations and assume they have the perfect relationship making us feel some kind of way about our own. What changes this and how you navigate relationships is knowing your worth. A relationship I was in, that person treated me terribly by my standards. I was secure and suddenly I was anxiously attached comfortable with being shown I was not a priority. At some point I had to look in the mirror and be mad at myself for forgetting my worth.
Tumblr media
How did I discover my worth again?
I made a list of everything they did that I would not find expectable for someone I loved or my future child to go through. If I questioned their love for me, their loyalty, if they did something that felt like a betrayal I wrote it down. It doesn’t have to be what others considered bad, it was anything that hurt me. Once I had this list I made the decision to either make it work or leave.
Once you understand your worth it is so much easier to get up and leave at any moment.
Journal Prompt:
Make a list of how the person hurt you emotionally, physically, or mentally. Reflect over that list until you start to see it was less than your worth. Make that the example of what you will not go back to or what your new person should not do. For example,
I will not allow someone to call me out of my name.
I will not allow someone to talk about others in a way that makes me uncomfortable.
I will not allow someone to _____________.
Start making a habit of seeing what you deserve. It won’t happen overnight but eventually you’ll get to the point that bad behavior will become unacceptable.
Affirmation:
🌱 I am worthy of love and deserve to have a fulfilling relationship.
21 notes · View notes
randommirandyfics · 5 months
Text
'“You accepted less because you thought “a little” was better than nothing. Know your worth.”'
Knowing Your Worth by OfFictionsAndFandoms
7 notes · View notes
onehotmessposts · 2 months
Text
0 notes
free-my-mindd · 1 month
Text
Please, don’t settle for a surface level of connection when you know you’re craving depth.
9K notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media
imagine getting twenty four hours of a fraction of a taste of what marginalized bloggers on this fucking site have been told "doesn't break TOS" for the past 15 years and deciding to openly threaten to just nuke the entire website lmfao
7K notes · View notes
madamemachikonew · 4 days
Text
"Go to hell" is basic. "Hope your favourite anime movie sequel gets cancelled after seven years in production AND getting an animated teaser." is smart. It's possible. It's terrifying. It's happened.
6K notes · View notes
thhecaptainschair · 3 months
Text
My Roman Empire: Sally dropping a match in an old milkshake knowing Poseidon would walk through that door in 0.7 seconds
7K notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media
3K notes · View notes
xtrablak674 · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
No More Weddings or Funerals!
Unless my own and I ain't getting married.
As I acknowledged a half a century, well beyond middle age, I made another decision, no more weddings or funerals. I can only think of one wedding I attended as an adult that didn't end up in someway becoming about me or who I was, even if it was after the fact. Every other one became some traumatic memory, leaving a sour aftertaste even years after the event.
When did I become such a polarizing figure in my own life? What am I doing or have I done for folks to have such strong reactions to either who or what I am? It continues to be perplexing because as far as I was concerned, I was just going through life minding my own business, and just being who I was born as. Isn't that what we're all supposed to do? Be ourselves? I have never sought to push who or what I am onto anyone else, and I haven't even really asked for anyone's approval or blessings. I just am, unapologetically me!
Curiously I love a television proposal and wedding, the pomp and circumstance, the drama the emotional tensions and releases et al. What I don't like is becoming the repeated antagonist in real-life weddings. I show up and show out, which is on brand, but anything else is usually some machination in the mind of the person or persons who don't usually want me there or if I have pointed out my uniqueness in the mix. #GoddessForbid
Personally I have no desire to get married, marriage has never even been a passing thought for me, even before 'I gained the right, to do so'. I wouldn't even want to live with someone, why would I want to be bound to them 'for a lifetime'. This may speak to the fact that I have been an unattached bachelor (I can't get into the word 'bachelorex') for most of my adulthood only having a handful of relationships, maybe just a few fingers. It more speaks to my enjoying my peace and solitude. Continually, I found the emotional maturity of partners to be lacking to a point that the entire matter became unattractive.
Having buried all of my parents and grandparents and subsequently being banned from the funeral of my first deceased sibling, I wondered why I would attend any funeral ever again? Funerals are for the living not the dead. If I have no actual relationships with any familial individuals, why would I attend a ritual to see said folks I am having no relationship with? And furthermore they don't really like my anyway.
I am past the term 'familial obligations', that term died when I buried my father's mother. I have no more familial obligations! I have one obligation and that is to my peace, success and happiness. And it brings me more stress and anxiety just thinking about attending a funeral where most of those that show up seem to dislike me for who or what I am.
Why would I want to subject myself to that when I have clocked enough miles with funeral and burials to last several lifetimes? Like my youngest brother I can mourn privately and leave it like that. I can reminisce about our very brief relationship as brothers on my own, there is no need to share the deficiencies in a public forum. Sadly he had the most potential to accept me for who I was, but was never raised to ever fuck with anyone from his father's family and I represented said family in spades, once again who I was, was the problem.
There is a larger commentary on the values, morals and characters of the folks I am allegedly related to, other than an affirmation of any kind of deficiencies I may or may not have. I am not quite sure when I became such a pariah, I think it was a friend who pointed out to me that my 'family' had issues with my queerness. I wasn't really studying any of them, so I hadn't really taken a moment to recognize that there was even an issue.
Now I am much more intentional in who I choose to interact with and I have settled on, I will only be around those who celebrate me, not those who tolerate me, and never with those that I obviously disgust. Clearly I deserve better than what I have gotten and will not feed into any of the mis-directed feelings. Because I have and will always be the most amazing person I know. #Period
[Photo by Brown Estate]
0 notes
Text
"A New Day Will Dawn."
-Said some guy named Luke probably.
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Welcome to my #HHStargazersAU! Stay Tuned~♡? -Bubbly💙
2K notes · View notes
lineffability · 3 months
Text
sometimes I see people calling Aziraphale selfish in an accusatory way, as if it's a flaw that needs to be smoothed out, as if it isn't a trait that is at once defiant and emancipating, as if his selfishness isn't mostly wielded in an empowering and kind way, as if it's categorically bad to want things for yourself, to enjoy them, to have and keep them, as if selfish isn't the most revolutionary thing an angel can be
3K notes · View notes
muffinlance · 2 months
Text
I'm barely to the massacre and I can already tell I'm going to be screaming at every this-makes-no-sense decision made by the writers (your temple is under violent attack, and you evacuate the kids... to a barely enclosed corner in a prominent temple room? Instead of to the hundreds of sky bison that were highlighted as flying in earlier? Why?) (And Aang left to clear his head and think instead of to run from his duties? That's such a less compelling plot arc?) (And the show had him briefly monologue about being a goofy kid who loves pies and his friends instead of using the extended temple scene to show any of that? Didn't want to pay more child actors, did you, Netflix?)
Yeah I'm just. Going to be screaming at the screen instead of enjoying this. Different decisions aren't necessarily bad, but when those decisions seem to be in the direction of "show a man burning alive before we even get to the on-screen massacre" this is just... not the show for me.
2K notes · View notes
killerpancakeburger · 2 months
Text
Imagine not being able to spend Valentine Days with Soap so you send him flowers and chocolates to base. Johnny's over the fucking moon when he finds it in his room with a card from you.
Almost the entire base makes fun of him for it - macho military culture dictates - but he's so ecstatic, he doesn't even notice the unpleasant comments and the judgmental stares. Even when some gets all in his face about it, the sarcasm goes way over his head. How could anyone think you're anything but the best partner ever and that he's elated that he gets to date you? He will brag about it and about you to any soul willing to listen - and even some unwilling.
The Task Force teases him endearingly at first, but after hearing about it for the 16th time today, they start losing it a bit. Text you their complaints. You only reply "LOL wish I was there xoxo". Price has to beg Soap to let the cleaning staff do their fucking job and throw away the bouquet that has been dried and dead for days now.
Johnny's always been the competitive type though, so when you two meet again, he dumps in your arms a bigger bouquet, a bigger box of chocolate and a plushie so huge it barely fits in your arms. That's an outcome you did not anticipated and the TF laughs when they see you struggling to carry it all - sweet revenge from when you ignored their complaints.
"Johnny wtf it's not a competition"
"Life's a competition Bonnie. Need a hand?"
"Yeah"
He picks you up instead of picking up the presents.
"MACTAVISH FOR THE LOVE OF-"
1K notes · View notes
free-my-mindd · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
11K notes · View notes
selfhealingmoments · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
2K notes · View notes