#it’s a healthy coping mechanism don’t @ me

[coffeeisfortheresponsible]

here’s my confession and it’s that i think llorumi works but only in the most toxic heartbreaking abusive relationship way,, like not ‘oh harumi is good now and lloyd forgives her’ but like ‘lloyd can’t help but love her even though she hurts him because he seeks out unhealthy habits,, he loves her like an addiction to pain,, she hates him because it’s all she’s ever known,, she hurts him because it’s the only way she knows she can have him,,’

do you get it.

canon llorumi is toxic and bad,, fanon llorumi should be even more toxic and bad. i don’t ship them in a healthy way i ship them in a lloyd is aroace but is starved for emotional connection and he will put up with abuse to get it.

does this make sense

#i think llorumi should not be seen as a good or healthy relationship #it is abusive #that doesn’t mean i think it’s out of character for both of them to get together in an unhealthy way #they both have the most unhealthy coping mechanisms alive #ninjago #lego ninjago #llorumi #lloyd x harumi #ciftrchats #don’t get mad at me for this one #read it however many times you need to #this is not me shipping lloyd and harumi #i will condemn the way the show treats lloyds abuse in crystallized forever

[simcardiac-arrested]

the things that matter

#ahahah um. not to be evil or anythjng. but #myart #yeah er. i uh. mental illness #if you ever wondered why nwb is the way he is. (vagues gesturely at this comic) this is why #but don’t worry wade is still a perfect role model. surely. me when i have healthy coping mechanisms #while drawing this i realized that it parallels that one nsh & moon comic i did….. which is pretty funky #and it parallels some of my other oc comics in a more. obvious way #i love you parallels <3 for non evil reasons #also finite waves pronouns real? they/he realness? #just like um. just like ns. (looks at my previous tags mentioning parallels) aaaaanyway #oc: wade #oc: no way back #mycomics

[ineloquent-tumbling]

Me: *receives some bad news of the personal variety*

My Brain: Great! Time to spiral and dissoci-

Me, grabbing my Brain by the throat: We abso-fucking-lutely will not.

My Brain: But-

Me, tightening my grip: No. You are going to stay present and help me see if we can solve this problem.

My Brain: …

Me: Or else.

#sd.txt #mental health #recovery #I don’t care how much this situation sucks #no maladaptive coping mechanisms in this household thanks! #and then I sent a message asking about potential avenues toward resolution like a healthy fucking adult #regardless of how this turns out I’m proud of me for that much

[dollwithaheart]

moving on is so overrated… what if i don’t want to get over it? what if i want to dwell on it? what if i have trouble letting go of the past and need help? mind your business

#i don’t know how to move on can you tell #this is not smart do not be like me #this is not a healthy coping mechanism #not doing well lol #don’t dwell on the past it’s not worth it #random #small rant? #rambling #girlblogging

[whatohitsonfirewelp]

Okay wait wait how long was Jason actually raised by wolves before raised by camp Jupiter?

#jason grace #like how long was this BABY around only wolves and then a huge fucking shift of people #who absolutely had huge expectations of him despite him being SO young still #(because I keep getting different numbers and I don’t have the books with me right now and #like yEah my fic is a Travis Stoll fic but fuck you guys if I wanna make Travis and Jason unexpected friends for zero reason I can and will #but I NEED more info about feral wolf boy Jason okay) #(YES I am gonna make Jason the future me I wanna be aka someone with anger issues but who learned healthy coping mechanisms and is Happy) #whatoh back at it again

[quietwingsinthesky]

i have been thinking about that ‘give your oc a kink’ post for days. because i think even would have a thing for hypnosis. yes, yes, for character reasons of overwhelming feelings of impending failure that make the idea of having the ability to choose anything at all be taken out of their hands look extremely appealing. but also because it would be so fucking funny in the worse timeline. imagine you get stuck in time hell with a guy whose whole thing is hypnotizing people, and u hate him. u hate him so. so much.

#i never let them just have a nice relaxing time huh #even just wants someone to take over their brain for a bit so they arent filled with insane amounts of stress about fucking up. #and no one around them will help out for silly reasons like ‘this is a bad coping mechanism’ and ‘having free will is important’ and #‘controlling someone’s mind is invasive’ #except for this one asshole. and they don’t even like him. #i cannot emphasize enough how much the core of this timeline is that even and the master do not fucking like each other. at all. #but the thing is: time bubble. #even can’t reasonably expect to survive on their own. and the master gets his kicks out of watching one of the doctor’s companions get Worse #when circumstances force their hand. and also its helpful to have a spare to be able to throw into pits before you jump in yourself to see #how deep they are. #something even is aware of. and on some level finds easier than their relationship with the doctor. there’s security in knowing someone will #destroy you. in choosing them to do it. or at least telling yourself that you had a choice when you picked them. #<3 healthy and normal relationship. #i got off topic this was about hypnosis. anyway the point of that was that its one thing to give a guy your death and another to (willingly) #let him fuck around in your head. no matter how appealing it looks some days. #and let me tell you: even’s had some days. #endgame for even getting out of this. (if they do. i haven’t decided.) but the endgame is someone on the surface whose face the doctor knows #and someone underneath who is a complete stranger. both metaphorically and physically as in: that suicide pill tooth is probably not the #last thing they end up letting the master stick in their body. even is at the end of the day a constant struggle to be a person and not a #reaction to the people around them. #dw oc #and maybe in a nicer timeline they meets river song and find kinky applications for hallucinagenic lipstick. i could let them be happy. #i could. i wont! but i could.

[laurels-poetry]

haven’t smoked in a week! yay

#with the irl friends would understand #and encourage me #but i don’t think they get kt #so they’re like okay cool and? #but it’s like wait i’m depressed and i rly wanna smoke #but it’s terrible for my lungs so i’m quitting and it’s be cool if someone could acknowledge the effort im putting #bc km super irritable and i can’t sleep and i hate everything #but i’m not gonna feed the coping mechanism of smoking i wanna create healthy habits #nyways lemme just scream into the empty void that is my blog

[byanyan]

thinking about post-fog byan in their dbd verse is fucking me up today... because they have no one to go back to. no one would have really noticed that they were gone in the first place. troubled kid who's been in and out of so many foster homes and has a habit of disappearing from the group home for days at a time? no one would have been terribly surprised when they never turned back up.

they're basically screwed when they come back. if we assume that everyone returns to the present day rather than the time they were taken from... byan is physically still 17, but as far as the world is concerned, they're an adult, probably somewhere in their 20s depending on how long they were in the entity's realm. not only do they not have someone to go back to, they've lost whatever weak safety net they had before. they don't have shelter they can return to - the group home for kids in the foster care system certainly wouldn't take them back. they're too old now.

which means... they're homeless. they've lost the already limited options they had before they were taken. they've basically gone from one type of hell to another, and now they have like ten new layers of trauma on top of it all.

#I have been thinking about dbd verse nonstop for three days thanks to ro and now I'm digging myself deeper into the ground #I hadn't really bothered to think about their post-fog scenario bc I was too focused on them In the fog and now..... I'm making myself sad #byan 'healthy coping mechanisms who?' byun inevitably falls deeper into substance abuse once they're out of the realm #it's fine I'm fine the verse that should be somewhat positive is almost worse than the one where theyre trapped in a hellscape but its fine #━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ OOC ⋮ DON’T @ ME. #I don't even have a verse tag for this adjfksg #post fog verse tag tba. #substance abuse cw

[intoxicatinginsanity]

It’s nights like these, where the thought of the view from halfway down is no longer a deterrent that works on my brain. I see the welcoming comfort of the forever sleep and I don’t immediately go, ‘no that just won’t do’. I dwell. I dip my feet in the dark waters, feeling the tug of the current on my skin; wondering how quick it would be.How inevitably painless it would be; if I just allowed myself to get pulled in by the undertow.

It would be scary, sure. But then, it would be done. And so would all the things that never seem to stop going wrong in my life. My inability to hold down work. My lack of prospects as a woman in my late twenties. The fact that my degree is ultimately useless. That I’ve worked nothing but menial jobs my whole life so I don’t qualify for anything of “ high pay value”. That I had to take a three year work gap because my partner caught cancer, and then a pandemic hit, and then after that pandemic they got an auto immune disease. That same condition we can’t even get formally diagnosed because our countries medical system is completely shit and the insurance available for the low income essentially hopes that we just die.

There’s also the ever growing realization that there is no one I can really turn to for help; especially not my family. That I’m at the edge of poverty, and that point in time is quickly approaching. That it’s either take a trash job that will work me until I’m more than the hollowed shell I already am, and put me at risk for contracting health issues from covid. That I also have to put my partner at risk of hospitalization, further immune issues and possible death, for said trash job. And then there is my usefulness, or rather uselessness as someone with utterly terrible executive function. My ADHD makes the most simple things, painstaking hard. My autism, makes it even harder. And the responsibilities keep piling up, and I am terrible at juggling. Everything is so overwhelming all the time. And frankly I just feel like imploding most days and when I look at myself in the mirror all I ever see is a burden and a failure. And I know everyone around me sees it too. And while yes, I know it will “get better”. Better isn’t here. Better seems so so far away. And I’m so so tired. And the weight I carry everyday is unbearably heavy. And on nights like this, I don’t feel like I can keep carrying it all.

But I’ll try anyways…because that’s what I have to do. I have to keep moving, performing, contributing, etc. Until I no longer can and then I’ll just be another fucking statistic that got caught in the cog of the capitalist machine. Trying to keep float when everything that is vital to living and having a stable life is only achievable through monetary means is fucking torture on the mind and body. And I’m so tired.

#rant #tw sui ideation #tw sui vent #tw sui implied #I’m no okay #I haven’t been mentally okay in a long time #I’m sorry I just couldn’t keep this to myself any longer #I’ve been struggling to stay positive #my coping mechanisms are failing left and right #and life only keeps getting harder #I don’t often post these things I I hope you guys can understand #delete later #personal #do no reblog #pls dont judge me #if I haven’t opens up to you or reached out please don’t take it personally #I just have an extremely hard time asking for help #despite always leaping to help others #yes I know that isn’t healthy #I’m trying to work on it but god is it hard when every form of help you have asked for has been either met with disappointment or resentment

[prozach27]

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#looking forward to the day I’m not in survival mode #life is incredibly tough rn but everything will pass #and I think my big battle is recognizing my coping mechanisms don’t work #and transitioning to healthier ones #like a huge amount of work is done but now it’s the nitty gritty physical labor of recovery #getting out a lot. going to the gym regularly. eating healthy. everything that’s exhausting lol #it’s gonna take a lot of energy to do at first but with time it won’t be nearly as bad #I’ll start to gain loads of energy esp when fat starts really burning #idk I know it’s gonna be good for me but it’s just. really intimidating thinking about this next phase in the path to recovery #like the slope of the mountain just got much steeper lol #been dawdling for a while but been setting up to tackle it in earnest this Monday #fuck

[starlypenguins]

You know, I’m kinda tired of people telling me to just exercise when I feel like shit mentally

Because I understand that it does in fact work

However

Anything that boosts my mental state is heavily connected to stuff I actually enjoy doing, exercising is not one of those things

Like walking? Sure, cooking? Fuck yeah, but exercising? Absolutely not, I get no enjoyment out of it, it’s boring, anytime I start it I’m begging for it to be finished already, I run out of breath too quickly, and my body overheats to the point of massive discomfort, which really just makes me feel worse then I did before

But yet whenever I try to explain this to people who constantly try to get me to exercise as a way to boost my mental health, they don’t seem to understand and tell me I just need to change my mindset about it, but to be honest I don’t my mindset is connected not enjoying feeling the massive discomfort that comes from exercising

#like no thanks I’ll just stick to impulsive cooking and writing to make me feel better #like you cannot your mental health with stuff that you know damn well you don’t like for a number of reasons #I’m sorry that I don’t enjoy feeling like an oven and dealing with leg pain okay #how the fuck is dealing with leg pain supposed to boost my mental health- #in what world does pain equal a healthy way of making shitty thoughts go away #I’m not going to stop doing something that causes me pain and replace it with another thing that causes me pain #I dont think that’s the healthiest coping mechanism you know #random rambling with starly

[cerberin]

twitter goes too hard sometimes

#got me thinking about him telling me he gave up trying with us #searching that on our messages links to a convo we had in 2022 when we broke up then #he was much nicer about it then #it seemed like he was upset & cared about what was happening #a year later was much different #idk #i love him so much but i tried so hard #i really did #i wanted to learn everything about his triggers and his comforts so we could argue healthily #so we both had coping mechanisms and were both aware of what each other needed so we could work #that’s what being in a healthy relationship is #but when i asked he couldn’t answer me and i don’t think he was ever interested in what helped or triggered #me #even when i told him he told me he couldn’t do it #even though i knew he could because he’d done it when we first started talking for months on end #lol #i don’t know how he doesn’t see that being so avoidant is just a constant problem in his relationships #not even just romantic just all of them in his life whether he realises it or not #idk i’m just upset #i really wanted it to be him despite everything #i really truly loved him and it just didn’t matter #i see now that he just didn’t want to be with me #nothing i could’ve done would’ve changed that #i’m not as healed from all this as i thought

[borderlinereminders]

Let’s work on communicating our insecurities and feelings instead of accusing our loved ones. Making accusations can damage our relationships and isn’t fair to our loved ones.

Try saying “I’m scared I’m going to be alone” instead of “you’re going to leave me like everyone else”.

Try saying “I’m sorry I hurt your feelings. I feel bad about it. Is there anything I can do to help make this better?” instead of “I’m such a failure and a bad person. You shouldn’t be friends with me anymore.”

Try saying “I’m feeling really alone lately. Can we talk more?” instead of “you never talk to me. You must not care about me.”

Our loved ones can’t read our minds. No matter how obvious it might seem to us that we’re struggling, it isn’t necessarily obvious to them. And there are any number of reasons that they might not notice, or might notice and not react (such as trying to respect that they think you don’t want to talk about it and will come to them when you’re ready.)

Your feelings are valid. Your insecurities are valid. But it’s better to deal with these by seeking reassurance in healthy ways or coping mechanisms like self-soothing instead of accusing those you love of bad intentions.

#my post #relationships #communication

[aquarri]

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#addiction anon #you didn’t make me uncomfortable at all #but yeah it worries me sometimes too #ik their adults but drugs are still drugs and they’re so unpredictable #they’re #(i was talking to my twt gc once and you can literally see the difference in harry’s nostrils #louis… i would say nic and alcohol #(harry on alc too) #(but i wouldn’t exclude other party drugs from him either) #they both need lots of therapy and treatment let’s be real #but again we don’t know the extent of what they have gone through and why they use #but that doesn’t mean you can’t be worried for them and want for them to have better #coping mechanisms #i think i saw that twitter post about harry #(he also like overly works out… in a not healthy way ya know?) #(but who am i to talk bc some of my habits are really bad)

[moncercueils]

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#not really sure how to talk to people about how of all things that i’ve experienced in my life this is the one thing that makes me #genuinely feel like i’m dying every second of the day and feeling actively suicidal #I am clinging to my healthy coping mechanisms but i am. in shreds. and really don’t know how to scrape myself off the ground #don’t know how to cope with becoming strangers again

[marshmellowtea]

i’m starting to have an existential crisis you know what that means!!! more wine <3

#marshy speaks #no i don’t have healthy coping mechanisms don’t @ me