#early recovery

[justplainwhump]

Stairs

Blanca doesn't like elevators.

[Pet Safety Masterlist]

Content / warning: BBU, caretaker is in fact the new master, implied claustrophobia, short flashes of self deprecation (BBU Romantic).

Adrian's home was a decent little apartment, a sublet from an university lecturer who'd left to teach abroad for a while. Sixth floor in a high rise in one of the better areas of town, overlooking the harbour. One living room, one bedroom, small kitchen. It had come fully furnished; his landlady kept shelves full of books and vinyl records in the apartment, and tastefully curated local art on the walls.

Nice, unassuming, revealing absolutely nothing about its inhabitant.

Perfect place for him.

Perfect place for a single.

He'd thought about it in the supermarket, when he'd bought not only the tortilla chips and cheese and the rest of tonight's dinner, but also a foldable mattress and some other small amenities. He'd thought about a place to sleep, hygiene articles, about food and clothes and all these practical things.

What he hadn't thought about, he realized, were the stares from others. Strangers in the car park. Neighbors leaving the building. The doorman, staring so hard between the pet's collar and her chest that his mouth just stayed open.

What he also hadn't thought about was that the pet would suddenly stand shock still in the center of the lobby and not move at all.

People were still staring.

"Come on," Adrian said as lightly as he could under the scrutinising gazes, and pressed the elevator button again. "Almost there. Then we'll have dinner."

She didn't even seem to have heard him. Her eyes weren't on him, but on the opening doors of the elevator.

The doorman seemed to have found his voice. "Is that... a box babe?"

Adrian hated the word, the term itself, everything it meant, figurative and literal.

"She's my guest," he said harshly. "That's enough for you to know."

"Will she live here? Do you have insurance?"

"I..." Adrian looked from the doorman to her, still frozen, the only movement the panicked flickering of her over visible eye following the elevator doors as he held them open.

Box babe. Box. Her reaction was just like the one before.

"She does," Adrian snapped to the doorman. Truth was, he didn't know. But he figured his employer had taken care of this. He'd find out. It wasn't his biggest concern right now. "Now, would you stop staring and instead do your job and bring up my bags? Just leave them in front of my door. We'll be taking the stairs."

The doorman muttered something under his breath, before he managed to tear his gaze from her and step over to the elevator, picking up the shopping bags.

Adrian stepped towards the pet - they needed to find a name, she deserved one. "Hey," he said quietly, doing his best to shield the view from her. "I'm sorry. I... I promised you, right? You don't go in any box."

She trembled, gaze going through him, still flurrying, even though he'd heard the doors close for good.

Her lips moved, but no words came out.

Adrian reached out and pulled her into an embrace. She took to it like dried plant to water, opening herself up to him, face pressed into his chest. Warm tears soaked into his shirt. "Not... not the box," she murmured. "Please, Sir, not the box."

"No," he whispered into her hair, hand rubbing her shoulders. "No. Of course not. We take the stairs. And then I'll treat you to these Nachos, okay? Is that okay? Can you take the stairs?"

He felt her nod against him, still trembling. He stifled the urge to pull her in closer, to press a kiss onto the top of her head. "It's alright," he said instead, and loosened his grip, while he turned slightly aside to change her line of sight. "You're doing so good."

She sucked in a breath before she nodded shortly, and then looked up at him. The smile on her lips was radiant, carefree, only the red rims around her eyes betraying her tears. "Oh, thank you," she replied with a soft cock of her head. "I want to be good for you." She reached out and before he could react her fingers intertwined with his. "Just show me how."

He looked her down. Underneath the fake joy, her muscles were tense, her back unnaturally straight. Her ribs were still healing. He couldn't possibly make her climb up the stairs to the sixth floor.

He guided her into the stairwell. At least there were no prying eyes here.

She looked up at him quizzically, when he stopped there and sized her up again.

"What are you up to, Adrian Delgado? I don't mind doing it anywhere."

"Not doing it," he reminded her. "Let's just get you home in one piece, alright?" He frowned. "May I pick you up?"

"I'm yours," she reminded him in return, with the patient voice of a kindergarten teacher. "You may do anything to me. Except..." She tilted her head with a smirk. "Except of course the things that will make a pet safety inspector sweep in and steal me. But you know these rules better than I do, don't you, Adrian Delgado?"

"I do," he admitted. He didn't try to hide his smile. "I like it when you say my name, you know? It's nicer than Sir."

"You're both," she said. "You're my new Sir, who owns me. And you're Adrian Delgado, who has a patient smile and who saved my life. Both of them are allowed to pick me up."

"Are there..." He frowned. "Are there two versions of you as well?"

She shook her head with a mischievous smile. "Of course not. I'm a pet, Sir. I'm not made to be complex."

He raised an eyebrow. "You're lying."

"Lying, and a needy little slut. That is what I'm made for." With a careless half shrug, she grabbed the railing and leaned back, looking up at the floors over them. He didn't even know what it was they taught them, the way her back arched, or how she teasingly stretched her legs, but the movement was eerily sensual. "Do you want to carry me?"

"Yes."

"Mh." She beamed at him. "I would like that, Adrian Delgado."

He couldn't help but smile back. This time, he didn't doubt it.

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#bbu #early recovery #i guess #adrian #blanca #pet safety #pet safety series

[ididoktoday]

Early bird

I’m alive today

In a sound body

Moving this way and that

Doing all sorts of things

What a delight!

#self care #self love #mental health #recovery #therapyworks #positive mental attitude #kindness #spread kindness #kind notes to self #recovering people pleaser #ed recovery #eating disorder recovery #recovering #early recovery #poems and poetry #short poem #poems and quotes #daily poem #my poem #poem of the day #poem #original poem #poems on tumblr #poemsbyme #poetry #short poetry #poetry time #my poetry #poemsociety #my poems

[awkwardrube]

Awkwardish 2x6: Early Recovery

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#Amazon Music #Apple Podcasts #Audible #Awkwardish podcast #Castbox #Early Recovery #Google Podcasts #Overcast #Pandora #PocketCasts #podcast #recovery

[03112022]

Today marks 3 months of my journey in recovery. To most that may seem like nothing but at 24 years old I am now for the first time able to get to know my real self. My mind and body have been fogged and my life had been a string of lies I told myself and others. Being physically addicted to alcohol was never my intention in life. For years waking up in the middle of the night needing a drink to fall asleep then again in the morning just to get myself out of bed to stop my tremors. I had to maintenance drink throughout the day to keep myself from withdrawing. When I didn’t have a drink I would be thinking of ways to get that next drink, it was always on my mind something I could not escape. Rehab didn’t help. I went then relapsed then again a detox then a self detox. I continued to drink. I never worked it. People in AA will always say “it works if you work it”. March 11th marks my sobriety date when I went into detox. I knew this time I could not go though this again. I was powerless over alcohol, my life had become unmanageable. My body was tired and sick. When going though detox I had seizures, severe tremors, I couldn’t even take my medicine and drink water without spilling it all over myself. Sleep paralysis was the worst alongside the sweating then being freezing for days. I lost so much weight because I wouldn’t eat for days at a time. When I got to rehab this time I  participated I went to my classes, I read the big book. I spoke, anything and everything to help me when I got out. In rehab you’re in this fishbowl that’s safe. In the real world you’re just an arms length away from a drink. Alcoholism is a Progressive disease that will only get worse. This disease Is patient and will wait for you to be broken and at your worst. Today through AA, my sponsor, and the 12 steps I’m able to start to feel a little bit more like myself again. I’ve hurt a lot of people and stolen so much time from family and friends. I can not undo what I’ve done but I can do it differently now.

#trust the process #early recovery #sobriety

[moneyheist13]

#recovering alcoholic #recovering addict #alcoholics anonymous #narcotics anonymous #sobriety #recovery #early recovery #12 steps #just for today #hope

[lostmf]

#slow mornings #mornings are for coffee and contemplation #early mornings #postivethinking #positvevibes #healing #recovery #therapy #drawing #tumblr draw #life quote #beautiful quote #quotes #self love #self healing #note to self #self growth #self worth

[frutiger-willow]

i’m so proud of you! 🍨

#hopepunk #weirdcore #dreamcore #kidcore #rainbowcore #aes #aesthetic #ice cream #candy #sweetcore #candycore #nostalgiacore #early 2000s #indie aesthetic #indie kid #childhood memories #childhood trauma #trauma recovery

[stacytea]

Maedhros has learned the black speech in Angband, can speak it fluently & very much prefers death than ever admitting it to anyone

#that's it that's the post #silmarillion headcanon #silmarillion #the silmarillion #maedhros #post angband maedhros #he has probably faced a lot of allegations of being a Morgoth's spy even without anyone knowing he actually knows the black speech #ofc fingon knows #not because mae has told him #but there are rare moments when he talks through his sleep and he happens to very often have nightmares of his imprisonment #also screaming when he wakes up from nightmares #and detached mind states esp early in his recovery when he doesn't know whether things r real or just some weird visions #thrown into his mind by thauron #fingon has been staying with him during the recovery #fingon has heard it all #fingon knows #fingon has never told him that he knows #fingon #I love my precious kinslayer babies

[gauntletqueen]

OH btw I designed this character for @punkitt-is-here's cool Y2K cyberspace TTRPG, she's a virtual pet rancher and at first seems cool and collected but she's actually a total mom friend, I look forward to playing heeer :3

#my art #drew this while still in the relatively early stages of bottom surgery recovery #so there's parts I notice I could fix but I Will Not #It Is Okay for your art to be noticibly imperfect #you still drew it <3

[d0d0-b0i]

it really feels strange that you can just straight up not do things if you choose to. went home instead of going to a class and the gods didnt strike me down for my negligence. what the hell?

#tbf if i DID im p sure i wouldve fucked up my recovery for a while #drawing naked people for three hours like a painter while healing up arm/pec area = not the greatest idea i think #so instead i went home early and got lunch on the way #thats fucking wild isnt it that im just now learning to not follow the madeup rules at 20. maybe this is why my development as a person #is so far behind from my peers 😭😭🤣🤣 #ppl who only gained a proper conscience at 13 rise up gang ur not alone TToTT like sure i had things that were ME b4 13 but. there were #only baseline thoughts and instincts. this i remember clearly

[squidcandy]

Old straight couple

#myart #enstars #ensemble stars #kuro kiryu #kurokei #keito hasumi #yeah kuro is transfem i have a whole transition journey for him in my head #i have this thing where you give me perfectly servicable yaoi/yuri and i turn it transhet for no reason #also keito gets a smidge taller than his wife #matching sun and moon jewelry.... #first image is them mid/late 20s #2nd image is early 50s #sorry ill get back to the regular stuff soon im still in my little event recovery cocoon

[resiliencewithin]

#mental health #recovery #mental illness #self care #self love #set boundaries #don’t explain them #out of the mouth of my therapist #shocked me that it works #and keeps working #say no #leave early #partners are different #my husband and I are a team who work through descisions together #everyone else though…

[ididoktoday]

I can be ok today. Happiness is an inside job.

I can be ok today. Happiness is an inside job.

I can be ok today. Happiness is an inside job.

#self care #self love #mental health #recovery #therapyworks #positive mental attitude #kindness #spread kindness #kind notes to self #recovering people pleaser #early recovery #recovering perfectionist #recovering addict #recovering workaholic #recovering from trauma #trauma recovery #mental illness recovery #recovering alcoholic #recovering #in recovery #ed recovery

[constrainedfun]

guys please do not ask complex questions about programming, tbmc, or ramcoa generally to a blog where their sources are instagram posts

#ramcoa #please read up yourself and come to your own conclusions #this is the misinformation website. please do research. #if you're too early in recovery to handle reading books or study on this topic you're too early to be asking random tumblr users

[columboscreens]

#columbo #season 4 #exercise in fatality #destroyed. no recovery from this #i love this lil fumble bc there's something quaint about the interpersonal voicemail in 2022 #if you have a message for someone now you just wire it to them via text. SMS or IM. you send them a very fast telegram #in 2022 the only voicemails i got from actual People are from those above age 70 #people should start talking too early into a recorded message again

[aureentuluva70]

Talking about Fingon as a symbol of hope for the Noldor in the silmarillion has got me thinking about the title given to him, the Valiant.

The Valiant in Quenya is Astaldo, which as @softlysilverfountainsfall pointed out is one of the titles of Tulkas himself. The one whose very laughter sent Melkor running, later defeated Melkor, and who is prophesied to help beat Melkor in the Dagor Dagaroth. They're comparing Fingon to a Vala. And it was Maedhros who presumably first called him that.

First off, no wonder Morgoth put such an insanely high price on Fingon's head, besides him rescuing Morgoth's most prized prisoner of course(and no doubt Fingon's death was one he especially gloried in and enjoyed rubbing in everybody's faces, the Noldor specifically). Second, there is no way that everybody comparing him to a literal god didn't put some serious pressure on Fingon.

How that title must have helped build up that image of Fingon as a symbol of hope, loyalty and friendship whether Fingon himself liked it or not. How the pressure of that name weighed on his mind, especially after he becomes High King following the tragic death of his father. How the Union of Maedhros was likely filled to the brim with people who thought this, who were so sure they were going to win because we've got Fingon the Valiant.

Maedhros and soon enough the rest of the Noldor make him their idol, put him on a pedestal so high it's disorienting, put so much faith in this symbol, in this man-made Tulkas they've created that when Fingon falls-it's like the Vala himself has fallen.

#Fingon #Silmarillion #Tulkas #Astaldo #Tolkien #Findekano #I definitely think that Maedhros had this hero worship thing for Fingon early on in his recovery #Which as flattering as it was just made Fingon feel awkward #It eventually wore off a significant deal a few years after Maedhros's rescue-much to Fingon's relief #But after the nirnaeth it absolutely SKYROCKETED #Maedhros: FINGON IS DEAD ALL HOPE IS LOST(starts kinslaying) #Fingon in the Halls of mandos: no. stop. dude stop-