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staticevent · 10 months
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mother goose (a story about fear, silence, being all alone in the world, and eventually realizing that you never actually were. // comic text included in alt)
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anatidephobia · 10 months
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whole life convincing yourself that you’re emotionless, cold and unbothered only to realise many years later that you created that version of yourself because in reality you couldn’t bare the thought of being vulnerable in any way
and when you finally realise that it’s not something to be proud of you also realise that it’s too late to re-learn everything
you feel great shame because you finally see that you weren’t actually strong - all of it was a weakness. the thing you hated the most. you couldn’t embrace it
and worst of all - you realise that you’ve become exactly like the person who hurt you in the beginning
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somenteniki · 8 months
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bunnyhuggingflower · 11 months
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/Belos x Reader One-shot/
Summary: Reader has PTSD and gets triggered so they go to Belos, searching for comfort
You were fine just moments ago. You had been going on about your daily tasks and everything was normal. And then you saw him. He who made your life a hell to live in, he who ruined every possible chance of you growing up happy and safe, he who...hurt you.
You couldn't tell if it was a flashback or a hallucination or even the real person himself but you didn't stay to find out.
Although you were one of the only people allowed in Philip's office, you still couldn't help but hesitate coming to him. Sure, you were in distress, you were probably going to breakdown at any moment now and you were afraid to no end but what were you even going to say to him?
But before you had the chance to make up your mind, the door in front of you opened. Philip or Belos as he was more known around the Isles, stopped abruptly in his steps upon seeing you in front of him. He raised an eyebrow as he stared you down.
"Were you looking for something, Y/N?"
Although his tone was calm and he seemed perfectly fine with your appearance, you couldn't help but lose your words. Who could really blame you, he was an intimidating man by nature and you were anything but stable at the moment to handle him.
Thankfully for you, however, he knew you well enough to tell when something was wrong.
"Why don't you come inside my office for a bit?" he said before placing an arm around your shoulder and leading you inside.
Once the doors were closed and the two of you were alone, he spoke:
"Now, tell me what's the matter"
You didn't speak and you couldn't, no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't bring yourself to share what had happened because if you did, You knew you would cry. You couldn't let your guard down and let yourself be vulnerable, not because you did not trust him but because you couldn't trust anything else around him. Your mind against all logic had formed this delusion that if you spoke about him and what he did, he would undeniably appear.
So you hung your head down. Was it shame? Was it guilt? You didn't know.
Belos frowned. It was unlike you to be so reserved and quiet around him. You just weren't the type to fear him so much or ignore him. It concerned him.
In a rare moment of softness which he tended to show only with you, he leaned down and cupped your cheeks. His hands were rough and cold, and still, despite this, you felt the walls you had put up slowly melt away.
"Y/N, tell me what happened. I am here. I can keep you safe"
The walls broke and so did you. Your tears escaped and you burst into sobs as you covered your face. Life has never been easy on you and the reminder you saw today did not make it better so to feel this affection, so warm and safe, allowed for your vulnerable side to show.
You doubled over, shaking uncontrollably, It felt like all the emotions you had managed to suppress after that encounter had spilled all over you at once. Like a wave of emotion had crashed into you at full speed.
You felt him embrace you, hushing you quietly as he stroked your hair.
"Let it out. I am here, I will not let go. Believe me..." he reassured while holding you close.
You believed him and as you cried there, you found it was true. He held you until the only thing left from your breakdown was the occasional quiet sobs.
But after everything, you needed to know one thing. You needed reassurance to calm a thought that looped inside your mind the entire time.
"Will I get hurt again?"
His grip tightened ever so slightly before he answered your question.
"Never, my dear. I would never allow it."
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painterlymiles · 2 months
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you are safe now <3 some original art that I’ve been working on for the past few weeks, based on my newfound feelings of comfort and safety in my current life.
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unwelcome-ozian · 9 months
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That feeling when you are viscerally aware of things you will not be able to accomplish in your life due to your overall inability to function …
Feeling mentally and physically pushed down into the ground - - as I feel my dreams crushed.
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theriverwild · 5 months
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That Which Lies Across The Sea
Ch. 49) You Need Me
WC: 8.6k; Rating: E
Galadriel may not force the door open, but that doesn't mean she won't wait on the stoop until someone answers.
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artstuff133226336 · 2 months
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Hi !!! I am a disabled (PTSD, Chronic OCD, other health problems) artist an I'm fundraising for art supplies. I'm unemployed rn due to medical reasons, my meds need to balance an it completely threw me into a flare up ocd an psychosis. I cannot afford these items atm but I want to become an artist an sell art.
Do not worry if you cannot donate !!! A like or reblog goes a long way
Thx for reading
https://gofund.me/702594b6
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waywardtyrantpirate · 2 months
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I made this, I've been dealing w/ some ptsd stuff an this is me coping w/ it.
I used ai then put stickers over it. I like this one alot.
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whitedahlia13 · 2 months
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That's Where You'll Find Me
Chapter 2: Whirlwind (You Are in Love)
Fandom: Teen Wolf / The Wizard of Oz AU
Characters: Stiles + Lydia, Prada, Gabriel Valack
A strange thing then happened.
The house whirled around two or three times and rose slowly through the air. - L. Frank Baum, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
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Day one was a blur. Things got worse before they got better. Sleep came, but it was disrupted by scheduled doses of antibiotics and applications of the mistletoe ointment that Deaton had prepared for her wound.
Lydia knows her mother was with her. She heard her voice, felt her hands, caught glimpses of her worried eyes and tight-lipped smile between hallucinations and dizzy spells.
There were headaches too. Headaches that would have been unbearable – if not for Stiles.
Her clearest recollections are of him. He was the one she reached for, again and again. He held her through vivid flashbacks that racked her body with tremors. He talked her through bouts of delirium, voice whisper-soft while he washed the sweat from her forehead and left barely-there kisses in its place.
When the worst of it was over, he gave her his shoulder to lean on and his hand to hold. He read to her while rain tapped lightly on the roof and the sky gradually darkened through dewy windowpanes. He stayed all night too.
Keep Reading: ao3 & ffnet
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Defining Maturity Before we explore emotional immaturity, let’s take a look at emotionally mature functioning. Emotional maturity isn’t a murky matter of opinion; it has been well and famously studied. “Emotional maturity” means a person is capable of thinking objectively and conceptually while sustaining deep emotional connections to others. People who are emotionally mature can function independently while also having deep emotional attachments, smoothly incorporating both into their daily life. They are direct about pursuing what they want, yet do so without exploiting other people. They’ve differentiated from their original family relationships sufficiently to build a life of their own (Bowen 1978). They have a well-developed sense of self (Kohut 1985) and identity (Erikson 1963) and treasure their closest relationships. Emotionally mature people are comfortable and honest about their own feelings and get along well with other people, thanks to their well-developed empathy, impulse control, and emotional intelligence (Goleman 1995). They’re interested in other people’s inner lives and enjoy opening up and sharing with others in an emotionally intimate way. When there’s a problem, they deal with others directly to smooth out differences (Bowen 1978). Emotionally mature people cope with stress in a realistic, forward-looking way, while consciously processing their thoughts and feelings. They can control their emotions when necessary, anticipate the future, adapt to reality, and use empathy and humor to ease difficult situations and strengthen bonds with others (Vaillant 2000). They enjoy being objective and know themselves well enough to admit their weaknesses (Siebert 1996). Personality Traits Associated with Emotional Immaturity Emotionally immature people, on the other hand, tend to have quite a different set of behavioral, emotional, and mental characteristics. Because these personality characteristics are all interconnected, people who display one are often prone to the others. In the sections that follow, I’ll briefly describe various characteristics of emotionally immature people. They Are Rigid and Single-Minded As long as there’s a clear path to follow, emotionally immature people can do very well, sometimes reaching high levels of success and prestige. But when it comes to relationships or emotional decisions, their immaturity becomes evident. They are either rigid or impulsive, and try to cope with reality by narrowing it down to something manageable. Once they form an opinion, their minds are closed. There’s one right answer, and they can become very defensive and humorless when people have other ideas. Gibson, L. (2015). Adult children of emotionally immature parents : how to heal if your parents couldn’t meet your emotional needs (pp. 28-34). : New Harbinger Publications, Inc.
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rubys-delusions · 1 year
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sometimes... we wont be cured. we wont be asymptomatic, things wont work out the way we thought it would, sometimes we think of our trauma and be met with overwhelm or horrible feelings. we wont have our inspirational survival story on a news blog somewhere to reflect on. and thats... okay. its okay. it is sometimes. i think learning to live with all that, to be able to walk alongside yourself, is just as fine, or “good”. we may never get, wholly and completely “better”, but we can feel okay, someday. we can exist with ease, sometime. its worth it. its enough to do so. its more than enough to do so! we might feel a little disappointed sometimes, but its still a worthwhile outcome. to someday walk out of the other side; its enough 
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xanaxlollipop · 2 years
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Trauma. Can I mourn myself?
Trauma does damage to your brain. It creates connections and patterns that will stay in your brain and make you function in a certain way. For example something that triggers you, you come in contact with a trigger and you immediately have a reaction.
For example, I'm triggered by loud noises, like when you slam the door, and I have a reaction: trouble in breathing correctly, random shivers, accellerate heartbeat etc.
This up here is a simple example, something I can relatively live with. Think about what a complex trauma does, like being abused or developing depression, a personality disorder after a toxic relationship, whatever... You cannot remove the damage by cutting those neural connection, you cannot un-learn the response, you cannot cancel the trauma, you cannot "go back to what it was" before the trauma. It stays there (yes, even with amnesia, just because you can reach it it doesn't mean it's not there).
And it's ok to be scared, angry or sad about it, you may think that you have lost the real You. Completely valid. You're going to mourn a status that you cannot have back.
BUT
I'm not here to make you feel worse, so let me tell you about a thing called "brain plasticity". this term is commonly used in neuroscience to indicate the brain's ability to create/repair/substitute neural connection/paths, when a damage occours. In therapy "brain plasticity" translate into the ability you can build (yes, this is something you build) of overcoming your trauma mechanism by creating a new structure, with another mechanism, that will allow you to regulate your reacrion to the trigger/trauma.
It might sound easy, but it's not. It requires time and effort, because you're not building something from zero; you're building something stronger than its previous version. (So, while in this process give yourself time and forgive yourself if you stumble)
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manybrokenquills · 6 months
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"and god"
And god we're standing
Standing in the kitchen like kids
And god she sounds tired
Tired like she ran a marathon
And god she's complaining
Complaining, but oh how I love her
And god she's smiling
Smiling like the sun
And god she sways
Sways the curtains hit by wind
And god she falls
Falls like a hammer dropped on a foot
And god she's silent
Silent like a freezing night
And god I'm kneeling
Kneeling on the floor next to her head
And god she's barely breathing
Breathing that falls like linen off the line
And god there's tears
Tears falling off of her like rain
And god she's not even awake
Not awake like being awake doesn't matter
And god she's
And god she's
And
god
she's
Awakening
Awakening to a world of white and sterile
...I write sad things sometimes <3
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unwelcome-ozian · 1 year
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