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Finding Solace in Creativity: A Journey of Healing Amidst Multiple Personalities and OCD Perfectionism
Living with multiple personalities and OCD perfectionism can be an overwhelming journey, one that often feels like an endless struggle against oneself. For many, seeking solace in prescription medication may seem like the only solution, but for some, like myself, that path is not an option due to other battles we face, such as alcoholism.
In the midst of this tumultuous inner landscape, I have found a unique form of therapy through creativity and craftsmanship. Every discarded item I come across becomes an opportunity for me to channel my energy and focus into something tangible, something that brings both satisfaction and peace of mind.
Whether it's a piece of furniture left on the curb or a forgotten trinket in a friend's attic, I seize these moments as invitations to pour myself into a project. From the initial concept to the final touches, I invest my time and energy into transforming these items into something beautiful, something that meets not only my own high standards but also the expectations of those I have in mind.
There is a profound sense of fulfillment that comes from knowing that what I create will be appreciated and used by someone else. It's not about recognition or profit; it's about the act of giving and the joy that comes from seeing others benefit from my efforts.
However, amidst this altruistic pursuit, there lies a subtle pain – the realization that despite my best intentions, my efforts may never be enough for some. There are those who will never fully understand or appreciate the depth of my struggle, and that realization can be heartbreaking.
But in the end, I've come to accept that the only person I truly hurt by holding onto this pain is myself. I cannot control how others perceive or receive my offerings, but I can control how I choose to respond. And so, I continue to create, to build, and to give, finding solace in the process and strength in the knowledge that I am doing the best I can with the hand I've been dealt.
Through creativity, I have found a sanctuary amidst the chaos of my mind – a place where my multiple personalities and OCD tendencies can coexist harmoniously, where my struggles are transformed into works of art, and where healing begins with every stroke of the brush and every nail hammered into place.
In sharing my journey, I hope to inspire others who may be facing similar battles to find their own creative outlets, their own sources of solace and healing. For in the act of creation, we discover not only the power of our own resilience but also the boundless potential that lies within each and every one of us.
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chardaearchive · 11 months
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Shadows of Redemption Short Story By Chardae Hilson
6. Kairos 
It felt like the walls had eyes that were burning holes into her skin at various angles through-out the day. She could feel them move over her body the same way the doctor’s did, her reactions were being gauged. Her paranoid mind jumped between a multitude of scenarios to explain the feeling of eyes. She’d stopped telling the doctor about the odd occurrences in her room, the more they continued the more she enjoyed them. This was a place where joy became extinguished and she refused to return back to her usual suffering by revealing what she experienced. Instead Kairos continued her appointments like normal, feeding the doctor lies about progress and medicines working. Beneath her cot amassed hundreds of tiny pills of varying colors, she hid them in her gums beneath her large lips that way when she lifted her tongue they found nothing. Kairos was good at hiding things and avoiding “help.”
There was a level of trust Kairos knew she could never have with another human, not that she wanted to anyway. She would never trust taking their pills or talking to their doctors, there was nothing wrong with her. Kairos was not insane, she was simply a victim to many of life's evils. To name a few, she was a victim of abuse, molestation, the legal system, and now this facility. They held her hostage, starved her, and froze her nearly to death but expected her trust. If she could, Kairos would spit in the face of the doctor and tell him to eat shit. She couldn’t though, not without consequences, and so she didn’t. Instead she did things like debate with herself on if she imagined the changes in her room or the eyes following her.
At this point she had narrowed things down to three possibilities: a ghost, a hidden camera, and her own insanity. She easily scrapped the idea of a hidden camera, the eyes she felt often shifted positions, a hidden camera couldn’t do that. She bit her nails as she thought, sometimes the eyes felt like multiple, camera’s don’t do that. 
Alright so it’s not a camera, it was made up in her mind that the only two other possibilities were that of a ghost or that all this was simply a reflection of her own declining mental health. 
“Fuck!” She cursed, slamming a fist into the cot beneath her. The shitty mattress had grown softer by the day, so much so that her fist did not even meet the metal beneath it. She felt no pain at the force of her hit and barely any sound came as a result of it, this only pissed her off more. 
“Ugh!” Kairos screamed, pulling at her hair as the sound rolled out of her chest.
She felt frantic, she felt trapped, and most of all she felt confused. Tears welled in her eyes as she pulled harder at her curls, slowly she began to heave. The breaths of air she tried to take began to allude her, as her heaving became more intense. Her tears escaped in hurds and her breaths ran from her, the feeling of entrapment consumed her. She felt herself falling, spiraling into a wave of emotions she was sure would drown her.
“Stop!” Commanded a voice from the shadows, and her anxiety quickly dissipated.
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lucdigitaldreamscapes · 11 months
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Embracing the Magic: Celebrating the Beauty of Everyday Moments
Person A: "Do you ever just find yourself lost in the beauty of a sunset? It's like time stands still, and all that matters is the breathtaking display of colors painting the sky."
Person B: "Absolutely! There's something so magical about witnessing nature's masterpiece unfold before our eyes. It's a reminder that even in the chaos of life, there's always room to pause and appreciate the simple wonders."
Person A: "Exactly! It's in those moments that we find solace and reconnect with the beauty around us. Nature has this incredible ability to rejuvenate our spirits and remind us of the bigger picture."
Person B: "And it's not just the grandeur of landscapes or sunsets, but also the tiny miracles that often go unnoticed. Like the delicate petals of a flower or the symphony of birdsong in the morning. It's all part of this vast tapestry of beauty."
Person A: "Yes, every detail matters. It's like life has this way of offering us these little glimpses of magic, and it's up to us to pause, appreciate, and let them fill our hearts with gratitude."
Person B: "Absolutely! Let's make a pact to keep our eyes open to the beauty that surrounds us, no matter how small. Whether it's capturing it through a lens or simply taking a moment to soak it all in, let's celebrate the beauty that exists in our everyday lives."
Person A: "I couldn't agree more! Here's to embracing the wonders of nature, both big and small, and letting them inspire us to find joy and gratitude in each passing day. Cheers to the magic that surrounds us!"
Person B: "Cheers indeed! Let's make every day a celebration of nature's gifts and a reminder of the incredible world we're lucky to be a part of. Together, let's embark on this journey of discovery and appreciation, one beautiful moment at a time."
#LostInBeauty #Nature'sMasterpiece #SimpleWonders #SolaceInNature #ReconnectWithBeauty #GlimpsesOfMagic #EmbraceTheBeauty #FindJoyInEveryday #GratitudeForLife #CelebrateNature #JourneyOfDiscovery #BeautifulMoments
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daffodilrays · 1 year
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Stuck with your 'comfort blanket' Know When to Throw and When to Use It
The term “comfort blanket” originates from the idea of a child clinging to a blanket for comfort and security. In a similar sense, a comfort blanket scenario is something that individuals cling to or seek out to alleviate anxiety or maintain a sense of stability. It can be seen as a psychological or emotional crutch that people rely on during times of stress, uncertainty, or…
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jaceblackheart · 1 year
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Finding Solace (first Album) By @paladineband_official In CD Collection for fans of blind guardian garage digger and gamma ray #Findingsolace #Paladine #paladinealbum #powermetalband #powermetal #heavymetal #metalmusic #metalfromgreece #paladineband #paladineofficial #cdcollection #musiccollection https://www.instagram.com/p/CJi6cw6BxOE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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happybelieverqueen · 10 months
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#bella #selfmadestories #findingsolace
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apatrablog · 5 years
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You buy a tribal art dupatta from Odisha to wear it in the greeneries of Vishakapatnam.....:D ! #welcometoindia #findingsolace #dupatta #printedkurti #odishatribalart #vishakapatnam #vizagphotography Captured by @apurv_vyapari_10 ! ^_^ (at Paderu) https://www.instagram.com/p/B16MNgvAC4_/?igshid=1i5xglntjwcdy
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chosenrhain-blog · 5 years
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Finding Solace
Finding Solace
The darkness surrounds me. No need in sight I can hear the cries, the cries of my past. A past I longed to forget. A past that haunted me. It dig its nails into my flesh, hooking me. It would never let go.
A single tear, slid down my cheek. Curling into myself, gripping the thick long locks of my hair, pulling until I felt pain. The demons laughed in the shadows of the pain I carried. They laughed at the tears I shed. The tears that wouldn’t bring them back. Nothing would ever bring them back. They were lost to me forever.
The long, razor sharp claws reached from the darkness. They tore at my flesh, the blood seeped, pooling around me, soaking into the tattered fabric, that barely covered my body. Each slice of the darkness claws, I let out a scream. A scream none would hear. I was alone, alone in the darkness.
I woke with a start. My body covered in a sheen of sweat, hair plastered to my face. Heaving, I grabbed at the shirt that covered me. Heart racing inside of my chest. I could feel the wetness from the left over tears. Ripping the sheet from my form. Throwing my feet off the side of the bed. I bolted off the bed and to the restroom. I still felt the claws on my skin. The Dream still made me shiver with dread.
Flipping on the handle of the shower, getting the water as hot as I could stand it. Stepping into shower and under the spray of the scolding hot water. The sting of the water made my body sagged. Even with the hot water I could still feel the remains of the nightmare that lingered. Grabbing the sponge off the cradle and the soap next to it. Pouring some onto the sponge. I began to scrub my body, hard. Not wanting to feel the nightmare any longer. Pain washed through my body. Tears rolled down my cheeks and mixed with the water of the shower. My skin began to bleed. Blood tinting the water, as it drained.
I spent a long time in the shower. It felt like it took hours to wash off the dream, no the nightmare. The screams of my young, my twins. The yells of my male, the hacking. All echoed in my mind. I was never without those sounds, images. I couldn’t save them. No my male saved me. I shuttered as I pushed those thoughts aside. As stepped out of the shower, my skin pink and raw. I knew I would heal, but at least I got rid of the feelings, at least for now.
I dried and dressed myself, pulling on jeans, shirt and shoes. I felt tired and worn. To long I had been in this earth, too long alone. Time almost meant nothing too me anymore. This was my life, ever since I stepped foot onto new world soil. I walked out of my house, that sat just behind, the one place that offered me solace.
I walked out to the building, that housed my horses. The one joy I have left in this world. The one place I had peace for a time. I could hear their whines, and how they moved about the stalls. As I stepped inside I was greeted with smells of hay and earth. They calmed me, calmed my aching soul.
I went to each stall, my fingers brushed and petted their manes. I bid them all good morning, but the ones I saved for last. The three that I would never get rid of. The first two, bared my young’s names, my son, Adalhard, meaning brave. The second baring my daughters name, Anasztaiza, meaning she will raise again. And last one that I found my true solace in. A black stallion, named after my male. I rested my head against his. Finding a deeper peace. This is life, this is my solace.
#FindingSolace #SaintAndSinners #BDB
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niksmoodboard · 3 years
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Rainbow Waterfall🏞 Of course, you brought my downfall, but I am too stubborn, I held up all the dreamy colours in me.(❤) - ©Niharika Porwal What do you think about it? Do let me know your reviews. . . . Art Materials used: Highlights: Brustro white gel pen, black brush pen Paint: Brustro Artists' Gouache Colour Artbook: Brustro 25% cotton cold pressed stitchedbound A5 200gsm colour pad Brushes: Camlin Synthetic Brushes Artsupplies from @creativehandsartmaterials @brustro_official @camlin_official . . ©artistmoodboard #artistmoodboard © Reserved original artwork Do not plagiarise the artwork/content and don't recreate without permission. #brustro #guoache #abstractart #simplepainting #inspiringsouls #passionaccomplished #feedingmysoul #myheartlaidbare #coloursofyoursoul #selfinspired #findingsolace #artformentalhealth #artforpeaceofmind #artforheart #selftaught #parttimeartist #passionart #stressbusters #therapeuticart #peacebringer #soulcontender #discoveryourself #artoftheday #aesthetic #artisanemotion #paintingemotions https://www.instagram.com/p/CLPgDBxluZ6/?utm_medium=tumblr
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doibedouin · 6 years
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Walking on the sands, taking your baby steps, and leaving behind your marks as you stride on.... To find what's beyond the horizon.... And you find that the end is just another new beginning.... 😊 @lonelyplanetindia @travelbloggeres #loveyourself #beach #soulful #lovenature #findingsolace #solace #reinventyourself #travelers #travelersnotebook #lovelovelove #travel #cholo #letsgosomewhere #go #yellow #beachlife #travelgram (at Talsari Sea Beach)
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lynnp70 · 6 years
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#findingsolace
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oilknowingmom-blog · 7 years
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Bind your broken heart with Cypress and doTERRA Console® essential oils. Both are recommended to diffuse during times of transition or loss and can help you close the door on sadness. Diffuse them together during times of loss or when things are difficult to comfort the soul and evoke feelings of hope. I hope you got value from this. Please feel free to reach out to me if you have any questions or need help to start with natural solutions in your home. #brokenheart #loss #findingpeace #console #aromatherapy #naturalsolutions #essentialoils #findingsolace #oilknowingmom #mompreneur #beenthere #mourning #bosslady
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jujudo69 · 7 years
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#findingsolace #coloring #itswhatido #lovecoloring #creatures #animalcoloringbook #hobby #purpleshark #greatshark #bloody @rafy2324 @lolabaybee16
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shandke · 7 years
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Look for "Finding Solace" at the #nastywomanexhibition at @festoononhudson tomorrow! I completed this piece a while ago, but it speaks volumes. #art #findingsolace #nastywoman #peace #serenity #prayerfornations #artwork #mixedmedia #shandkeart
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raindropocean · 5 years
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Seeking Wisdom: Through the Lens of Faith 👓📖
✨ This captivating image captures a moment of reflection and introspection. Here, a pair of timeless eyeglasses rests gently on the pages of a well-worn Bible. It symbolizes the convergence of knowledge, wisdom, and spirituality. Through these lenses, I embark on a journey of understanding, seeking answers to life's deepest questions. 👓📖💫
🙏 The Bible, a beacon of faith and guidance, holds the keys to unlocking profound truths. Its pages are filled with stories, teachings, and lessons that have withstood the test of time. With each turn of a page, I immerse myself in the wisdom of the ages, drawing inspiration and finding solace in its words.
💡 The eyeglasses, a symbol of clarity and perception, remind me to approach the Scriptures with an open mind and heart. They enable me to see beyond the surface, to delve into the profound messages hidden within the text. Through the lens of faith, I seek to gain insights, find comfort, and deepen my connection with the divine.
🌟 It is in these quiet moments, when the world fades away, that I discover the power of reflection and contemplation. As I explore the words on the pages, I'm reminded of the timeless truths that resonate with the human experience. I find guidance, hope, and a sense of purpose that illuminates my path.
✨ So here's to the journey of seeking wisdom, the harmony of knowledge and faith, and the transformative power of sacred texts. Let's embrace the lessons within, and may they guide us on our quest for understanding, compassion, and spiritual growth.
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#SeekingWisdom #ThroughTheLensOfFaith #BibleReflections #SacredJourney #DivineGuidance #WordsOfInspiration #ClarityOfPerception #SpiritualEnlightenment #SoulfulMoments #TimelessTruths #WisdomFromWithin #BibleVerseInspiration #FaithfulJourney #InnerReflections #ContemplativeMoments #FindingSolace #SpiritualGrowth #DivineConnection #WisdomUnveiled #PathOfEnlightenment #FaithAndKnowledge #LensOfUnderstanding #InspirationalInsights #GuidedByFaith #DivineWisdom #EmbraceTheSacred #HeartAndMind
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charismaticenigma04 · 6 years
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The answers to all your questions lies within the universe 🌌🎨💕💫 #mywork #myjournal #findingsolace 🖤
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