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astrosky33 Β· 7 months
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π˜πŽπ”π‘ π€πƒπƒπˆπ‚π“πˆπŽππ’ 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍 π€π’π“π‘πŽπ‹πŽπ†π˜
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β—‰ Neptune in astrology represents addiction. Neptune’s sign is generational so it’s more important to pay attention to the house it’s in
β—‰ These are only some examples but of course there can be many more interpretations
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Neptune in the 1st house: Yourself, athletics, physically fighting, beauty, fashion, and/or your passions
Neptune in the 2nd house: Money, stability/peace, material items, shopping, having emotional security, giving to others, receiving gifts from others, and/or singing
Neptune in the 3rd house: Social media, your phone, learning, rapping, motivational speaking, speaking your truth/saying your authentic opinions, gossiping, writing, and/or reading
Neptune in the 4th house: Baking, your self care routine, holidays/traditions, childhood trauma dumping, doing feminine activities/being your most feminine self, and/or the ocean/swimming
Neptune in the 5th house: Acting, drama, your hobbies, doing things you did when you were a kid, going to concerts, going to festivals, romance, risk taking, using your creative outlet to express yourself, and/or attention and being in the spotlight
Neptune in the 6th house: Working out/fitness, improving your health, improving yourself in general, cleaning, animals/pets, and/or doing things for others
Neptune in the 7th house: Relationships, partnerships in general, conflict (maybe not being in it but observing it), your enemies (you may admire them and want to be them even if you hate them subconsciously), and/or debating
Neptune in the 8th house: Sex, seducing people, mystery/crime/death (ex: obsessed with crime shows), psychology, business, and/or magic
Neptune in the 9th house: Learning, growing as a person, religion, the law, educating others/teaching, television, traveling, being optimistic/positive, and/or experiencing different cultures
Neptune in the 10th house: Your career/working, maintaining a good public image, being/making yourself seem high status, constantly achieving new things, being a boss/mentor, and/or being famous/the idea of fame
Neptune in the 11th house: Your friends/making friends, manifesting, making money, gaining in general, film, technology, engineering, politics, being unique, social networking, joining clubs/organizations, humanitarianism, science, and/or partying
Neptune in the 12th house: Spirituality, impersonating, sleeping/dreaming, isolating yourself and having alone time often, hypnotizing others, illusions, and the afterlife (ex: you may be interested in reading theories about what happens when we pass away)
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π— π—”π—¦π—§π—˜π—₯π—Ÿπ—œπ—¦π—§
𝗦𝗨𝗕 𝗧𝗒 𝗠𝗬 𝗣𝗔𝗧π—₯π—˜π—’π—‘
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Β© 𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐀𝐲 πŸπŸŽπŸπŸ‘ 𝐚π₯π₯ 𝐫𝐒𝐠𝐑𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝
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For my whole life, I was willing to overshare anything about me with anyone, hoping maybe someone will make sense of it, and tell me who i am.
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moonlit-positivity Β· 2 months
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Lesser known effects of trauma that don't ever get acknowledged
Cw: mentions of csa, sa, despair, depression, & generally dark content that some may find hard to read. Please interact & read with care.
"bed rotting" (which I hear is gaining attention on TikTok these days) ie the process of becoming bedridden due to your body being stuck in freeze response (paralyzed w fear, too scared to move)
Needing to cut your hair bc it keeps getting matted down, because you can't shower or wash it or keep up with it anymore
Gaining weight (i gained over 200lbs in a year), losing all the clothes you once fit in, and feeling guilty when all you see everywhere all the time is fat shaming
Losing weight (and subsequently all your clothes start falling off 😭) eating disorders and struggling with body image
Existing off of God knows what at this point. Is that milk spoiled? Yeah but how many days is it spoiled? Mmm, nah, nevermind, I'll just eat air.
Losing track of time. Losing months to years of time because of extreme dissociation, fatigue, stress, and the inability to move
Brain & body "shut down" or go into sleep mode for long periods of time
Self hygiene becomes non existent. Showering? Brushing teeth? Changing clothes? Don't know her.
House cleaning becomes non existent. "If It's Not In The Vacinity, It's Not Getting Done."
Lying to everyone about what's going on because it's easier than telling the truth
Not being comfortable with having your pictures taken, go through a phase where you destroy any evidence you ever existed anywhere at all
Isolating & ghosting all ur friends periodically to make sure they're not gonna leave you (lol makes perfect sense, if you know you know)
Animal upkeep goes to shit. Litter box goes neglected for long periods of time.
Noise & light sensitivity goes haywire. Noise & light triggers get amplified especially once you start to feel any sense of "safety" and start decompressing. An alarm goes off, the stove beeps, the cat meows, anything that makes even the slightest noise in the foreground and you have a whole ass panic attack and find yourself in bed for the rest of the day
Agoraphobia. You never go outside ever again. Too much paranoia, too many eyes staring at you, too many reasons to panic and stay in bed
Life becomes so non existent that the only thing that matters is whatever you're currently doing to cope & survive. If you're addicted to something, well, it's a fucking miracle you even wake up anymore
Couch surfing and inevitable homelessness when people get tired of housing you. Having to confront the way society frames government assistance as "the lazy man's income" & hope disability goes through. Which it won't. Wait-lists out the ass, section 8 takes 5 years or more to kick in. Disability doesn't even go through bc they always deny the first time you apply. The process is littered with appeals and court dates and what the fuck, I can't even get out of bed. What the fuck. What the fuck.
Leaning into your despair because, despite what everyone on social media will shout at you about resilience and "not allowing yourself to fall into despair," they will never understand that concept that despair is there for a reason too. Youre looking at someone who was raped at 5 years old and youre telling them to "stay positive." Yeah okay.
The anger, the bitterness, the resentment at the world & everyone in it. The cold blooded urge for revenge & justice. Especially when there's nothing you can do about the fact that your abusers are still free to live and roam this world as they please.
Not being able to "talk about it." Not being able to "trust a safe space." That's bullshit. I was beat and abused my whole life, what the fuck you mean "safe space?" The absolute mind fuckery that you have to sit with and undo and learn the fact that they fucking lied to you. It is enough to kill you.
Everything you learn in therapy just pisses you off even more because why the fuck wasn't there someone there as a kid to teach you this shit???? Why the fuck do I have to learn this as an adult???? Where was this when I actually fucking needed it????
Nothing helps. Nothing soothes, because there is no soothing. There is only pain. It's like ripping your skin off.
Losing everything. Losing all your friends. Losing all your "cool status" points. Losing your reputation. Losing all the things that once brought you great joy and passion. There is nothing anymore. Pain and isolation and desolation and despair.
Learning that no one can relate. Except that's not entirely true at all. People can relate. It's just such a stigmatized topic that no one talks about it out loud, because no one else in society really gets it.
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knvsugi Β· 20 days
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Lucy Dacus… save me..
Lucy Dacus
save me Lucy Dacus
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she-is-ovarit Β· 7 months
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Something that different therapists have said to me at one point and that my psychologist reiterated last week which I hope to pass along:
When we are sad, traumatized, or in a low place, we tend to attract people who are mentally in the same or similar state. Because we speak the same language.
This is why the effects of trauma and the effects of depression or addiction can be really difficult to break out of. When we're in a mental place of struggling with something, we will attract people who also struggle. But it's also hard because often to help ourselves not become more deeply anxious or depressed, we need to socialize.
So socialize but when someone approaches you who seems to also be struggling, recognize this and consider it a red flag. It doesn't mean you need to run away into the streets, but just keep that in the back of your mind and be mindful of furthering that relationship
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theaddictspoetry Β· 8 months
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Don't deny,
You love to get high,
You love the feeling you get inside,
"Inner peace". --
Silence of the mind,
Though you're acting blind
Thinkin you'll never run out of time,
Darling,
You use,
Just to get by,
But times not on your side
It'll run out....
And you'll be left alone
With not one soul by your side.
-Don't deny your addiction-
@theaddictspoetry
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I destroy myself so there's nothing left for other people to break.
idk not me
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amyylinchen Β· 9 months
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Longing is my favorite of all addictions.
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northwoodsfan Β· 3 months
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Never, Ever Give Up
That is why we never give up. Though our bodies are dying, our spirits are being renewed every day. ‭‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭4‬:‭16‬ Growing old physically is somewhat natural. We don’t have to think about it. It just happens. We can help it along of course with healthy habits, but we can’t stop the aging process. Spiritual and emotional growth is different. Spiritual and emotional growth is often a…
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ramyeongif Β· 5 months
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alcohol
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every time i think to myself: 'this sober shit is boring' i remember there were times, when i was willing to give up anything except my next dose, for a chance to be where i am today.
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swallow1t Β· 5 months
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High and drunk actually
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lovestereo Β· 2 years
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she-is-ovarit Β· 1 year
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Passing this along for people who might be in recovery, have addictive tendencies, etc.
This is also a good lesson to not just blindly trust products marketed as plant-based, sustainable, etc.
TL;DR - Don't drink the "Feel Free Drink", a product by Botanic Tonics based in California.
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theaddictspoetry Β· 2 years
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Addiction is like playing with fire Before you know it everything goes up in flames Everything destroyed, Nothing will ever be the same.
@theaddictspoetry
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x-heesy Β· 9 months
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uǝɯɐ ʎpπŸ‘€lq
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It's not the drugs that make a drug addict. It's the need to escape reality.
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she wakes from sleep, deep from ambien treats
down for hot wet drops from Columbian beans
then she drives goodbye with her kid back seat
moving fuel chewed from a desert heat
I sit alone, with my fragile bones
got my crackberry malls and my twittered drones
bleeding eyes, multiplayer moans
got my youporn love feeling facebook stoned
who’s got the power,
when we follow the noise?
it’s our drug of choice
then I walk downstairs for a midday break
got no time to dine, there’s no sun on my face
so my food machine spits out fresh direct
and stumbles sandwich crumbs on my keyboard desk
so I scan sales in the amazon rain
last chance dance to heal our lonely pain
maybe if I buy her that diamond star
to fill that plastic wrapped widget packed hole in my heart
who’s got the power,
when we follow the toys?
it’s our drugs of choice
and then she takes a drink, like a gladwell blink
suddenly face to face with the way she thinks
she asks, what’s the source of the clothes I wear,
the meat to eat, as the trash burns through the air
where does it come from
where is it going
where does it come from
where are we going
though she chokes of smoke from the 10 o’clock blues
seeing god’s facade fuels the family feuds,
she seals her ears with pod filled tunes
and walks the talk as her mood future moves
everything’s possible in our time
everything’s possible in your mind
I want to fall back into life,
don’t fall don’t crawl,
just rock n roll, and choose your fuel
yes the drugs I use, they feed my fuse
let’s replace the waste with waste that’s food
we’ve got the power,
when we choose the view
to use our drugs of choice
Superhero - Drugs and Choices πŸ¦Έβ€β™‚οΈ
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