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#my life experiences
flintpunks-mind · 1 year
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A co-worker of mine was standing outside with me during a break from customers to share a cigarette with me, and told me about how he had lost his brother that he was close with some years ago. He told me about how they used to be in a band together with some friends, and how ever since he'd died, he hadn't played any music because he'd been too scared and anxious. I told him about how I'd lost my brother to suicide some years ago.
I went home and pulled out an old tiny wooden box my brother had given me before he'd died. I'd been using it to store guitar picks I'd collected over the years, including one guitar pick that used to be his. I haven't played the guitar since he'd died, my hands are too small to play some of the chords, so I play bass and piano instead.
I went to work the next day and gifted my brothers old guitar pick to my co-worker. I told him that it'd been sitting in a box for ten years unused, and would probably sit there for longer if I kept it there. Told him that I thought he deserved to have it, because I bet he could put it to better use than I ever would. Told him I didn't feel like it was coincidence that me and him would cross paths with each other in our lives, and that it seemed suiting that we had these similar experiences but split in two halves. That somehow, I felt like he was meant to have the guitar pick. I told him that I knew he'd not played guitar since his brother died, but that if he ever decided to play again one of these days, maybe he'd be able to honor both of our brothers by using that guitar pick.
He almost cried. He thanked me. Then he went home that night and for the first time in years he played the guitar.
I don't know what the meaning of life is or what my purpose is, but I do believe that love and human connection is one of the most important things in life. It's finding ways to tell strangers you love them and share experiences with others. I think it's all just about love.
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contaminatedlamb · 7 months
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I recently met up with one of my friends when I visited my dads hometown, but due to circumstances, we only had five minutes to catch up before I had to leave. As we said our goodbyes and I turned away to join my family, she grabbed my hand and pulled me towards her. She held the banana leaf origami rose I had given her in one hand, mine tightly in the other. She looked intently into my eyes, and what she said next felt as if she had been hoarding her words in her chest for the last five months.
“Every minute I spend with you is a lifetime.”
I was so shocked by her poetry that I didn’t know how to respond. I hugged her, and I realized that this is what friendship is. It’s reconnecting with a friend who lives miles away and feeling that mutual love fire up once more, as if it had never left. In that moment, I understood how deep our connection to each other was. In the end, it was all about love.
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catmask · 6 months
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when u go to write a mentally ill person in ur story you are presented two options. the first option is to write your mental illness realistically as you actually experience it with all the ups and downs and people who are like you will resonate with it and feel seen. except every person who reads instagram infographics on mental health that uses the phrase narcicisst for anyone who does anything that crosses them and unironically call themself a dark empath will call you scary and tell you that youre demonizing mentally ill people
the second option is to lie and write inspiration porn for those people to get hard to
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kawaikimochi · 26 days
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My life experiences masterlist.
Disclaimer : everything that I write here is my own personal truth, if you don’t agree, don’t be offended either, go do something else instead of spreading hate, because that’s all you’re good at.
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❃ ⇾ the kind of boys I was attracted to, and how it impacted my life.
❃ ⇾why women get triggered after they meet me?
❃ ⇾ what I learnt by looking at my mother & her life ?
❃ ⇾ romantic relationships masterpost .
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hallwriteblr · 1 year
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to you, it's a shitty sentence. to some random bitch 500 miles away, it's a fire line that'll haunt them for the next 17 years.
you don't know how impactful your writing is because it's been in your brain for far too long now. you've stared at it for hours and repeated "this sucks" over and over again to the point that you killed your capacity to feel anything about your work.
but trust me, once you get your shit out there, someone's gonna go over that paragraph you hate and go "jesus fucking christ" and put the book down to have an existential crisis.
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spidertams · 5 months
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Oh, Sam…
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tropicalscream · 6 months
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its good that people have enjoyed smaller tits and that not everyone with tits feels the need to be DDD minimum to feel worthy if attention
but this mentality needs to be more with dicks. The whole obsession with big dicks is rooted in so much bad shit from misogyny to racism and more. Its fine to have a preference but not when it excludes all others and you treat them as lesser for not having it
As a very fat trans woman i deal with this two-fold and im sure many others do as well. Our weight/size making us shoved into the DomTop corner but then mocked & belittled for having a dick thats smaller then average. Like what do expect weight gain, depression and hrt to do?
Cis dudes deal.with this too. and this mentality of what a dick is "supposed" to look like hurts our trans brothers as well
its this mentality of big = top = dom = proper
small = bttm = sub = embarrassing/gross
its fucked up and so many ppl perpetuate it. how many times do u see/hear ppl post about big dicks and etc etc but the only context for smaller ones is humiliation?
we all gotta get less fucked up about dicks
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lesbaurinkos · 26 days
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three cheers for. squareflake revenge or whatever. etc
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savagegood · 11 months
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after my friends expressed horror watching professional hockey player nathan mackinnon spray suncreen straight in the face, i'm actually curious...
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zasmn · 1 year
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As someone who looked like a teen well into their 20's here's some annoying things that happened to me because of that;
-Everyone wanted to know what grade I was in and what I wanted to be when I grew up
-Teens thought I was a teen and would get super shocked when I told them my age and then avoid me (amusing, especially when they proceeded to chill with someone older than me who looked their age)
-When I was out with others sometimes they'd buy me a child ticket knowing full well my age to save money
-Lots of people had life advice they'd tell me unprompted
-Customers at work would lecture me for not being at school when I worked during normal school hours.
-Hair dresser refused to cut my hair without my parents' permission (worst experience of all, note i was in my mid 20's in the USA when this happened)
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kazehita · 6 months
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Light of the server.?
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flintpunks-mind · 1 year
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I adore how there's love in all the little things people do.
One of my co workers always shares his cigarettes with me and brings extra cans of his energy drinks to work now because he knows I like to drink some out of his can sometimes.
Another one of my co workers called a worker from another store to come in so I could go home when he saw I was on the verge of a breakdown.
One of them is like a little brother to me, he always messes with me but when he sees me having a hard time, he always sings the chorus to "Break my stride" because he knows I'll sing it back to him.
Another one of them texts me songs that reminds me of him, and is quick to be the first to know when I'm upset and stopd whatever hes doing to come over to give me a hug to help calm me down.
All the little things aren't so little. It's all "I love you, I love you, I love you"
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justl-12 · 22 days
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sophsun1 · 1 month
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Who am I supposed to love? You two have each other.
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inkskinned · 9 months
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he says i hate everyone except you and that is addictive and that is kind of romantic and beautiful because you're young and you're kind of a sarcastic asshole too and you don't like bad boys, per say, but you don't really like good ones either. and you like that you were the exception, it felt like winning.
except life is not a romance book, and he was kind of being honest. he doesn't learn to be nice to your friends. he only tolerates your family. you have to beg him to come with you to birthday parties, he complains the whole time. you want to go on a date but - people are often there, wherever you're going. he's just so angry. about everything, is the thing. in the romance book, doesn't he eventually soften? can't you teach him, through your own sense of whimsy and comfort?
at first - you know introverts often need smaller friend groups, and honestly, you're fine staying at home too. you like the small, tidy life you occupy. you're not going to punish him for his personality type.
except: he really does hate everyone but you. which means he doesn't get along with his therapist. which means he has no one to talk to except for you. which means you take care of him constantly, since he otherwise has no one. which means you sometimes have to apologize for him. which means he keeps you home from seeing your friends because he hates them. you're the single exception.
about a decade from this experience, you'll type into google: how to know if a relationship is codependent.
he wraps an arm around you. i hate everyone except you. these days, you're learning what he's actually confessing is i have very little practice being kind.
#i used to think it was romantic too and then i was like. now i see it as a HUGE red flag#writeblr#it is also almost EXCLUSIVELY said by immature ppl who think this is normal#fyi even if u think it's funny and ur like 'im an introvert it's just TRUE' like. you need therapy (ily tho)#healed introversion is just ''i would prefer to be by myself'' not ''i hate every person'' ... hate is not normal. that is not healthy#im sorry. i know it feels accurate. but if you're walking around with that kind of rage....#1. you're making a LOT of assumptions about every single person u have ever met. which is often unfair and unkind#and also usually involves judging people based on their worst moments or little mistakes#2. you are being unfair to the person who is ur ''exception''#3. there is a VAST difference between ''ur my favorite person'' and ''the ONLY person i like.''#idk i think this is just a personal bias thing tbh#im sure there are people who have this experience normally#but i have YET to find a man who thinks like this and ISNT absolute DOGSHIT. although tbh.... like. im sure he exists#when u hit like 30 some of the things that were once kind of hot now just sound fucking exhausting. like ''im in a band''#edit in the tags: i used to kind of be like this too. but the thing is that like. my life became so much more peaceful#once i started believing that people are generally good. like yes i am mad at the world at large#but it's just.... a very hard way to live. you're not a bad person or wrong for the ways other people hurt you and taught you to be angry.#but that anger will continue to hurt YOU. it will punish YOU. it will prevent YOU from making new deep connections. it will protect you yes#but it will also cause MASSIVE blowback. bc if you lose the One Person... your life will fall apart. i know this personally.#i really recommend just trying to be... cautiously optimistic instead. like. yes#people can be horrible and cruel and there are some communities (incels for example) that aren't worth that optimism#but i think like... most people will hold a door for you . most people want to help you find your wallet .#i hope one day you are able to find peace. i hope that rage eventually smooths over. i know how hard it is PERSONALLY#and i know what must have happened to you. and im deeply deeply sorry we share the same wound.#but i promise - sometimes we all need someone else to help us carry the weight. eventually the rage has to die so that we can let help in#i had to spend years biting at outstretched hands. i still often do. im still very wary . and my heart breaks that you flinch too.#here's the thing: i don't blame you. but we were both acting out of fear and pain. .... not out of healthy behavior. and ... change#was needed. i needed change too. rage was useful for a while. then it just left me isolated and bitter. i had to (with effort)#choose to let that rage go. and let people in . VERY SLOWLY THO LOL
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canidaezy · 21 days
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how do transmascs not want to kill themselves all the time honestly
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