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recoversuggestions · 1 year

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you can have a fresh start anytime. you can start again every day. every hour if you need! you’re allowed to put the past behind you.

#suggestions #suggestion blogs #positivity #recovery #recovering #positive thinking #mental illness positivity #Mental illness recovery #self care #self love #self help

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blushweddinggowns · 5 months

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Steddie Drunk Dialing Fluff

Steve Harrington-Munson was probably one of the happiest men to be alive in the modern era. He had the perfect life, against all odds. Because apparently having your late teens and early twenties ruined by demons equated to a fantastic adulthood.

He had it all. A loving family, the best friend/surrogate sister he could ever ask for, and he was married to the love of his life. And okay, yes. That had included some extremely embarrassing revelations and internal meltdowns and... a pretty brutal disownment. But he had figured it all out in the end. And here he was, a decade later with a ring on his finger and a nice hyphenated name. Not to mention how he was basically a trophy husband.

Eddie hadn't wasted a moment of the last decade. A symptom of almost dying it would seem. He went for the GED, gathered the band back up, moved across the country to chase his dreams and play in every shitty dive bar he could until they were discovered. All while dragging Steve along for the ride.

As much as Steve had believed in him, neither of them had been prepared for his music career actually taking off. Especially not to the level it did. It was undeniable that his husband was an A-Lister, despite how universally hated he was by half the country. You don't get many out and proud metal front man who loved parading around his high school sweetheart at every social event he could. But Europe loved him, as did the entirety of gay, rebellious youths world wide.

It was so stupid. There Eddie was, painted as an insane freak who was fake-married. With tabloids running story after story about his secret children, his drug addiction, a wife from another country, anything that they could think of. All while Eddie spent every free moment at Steve's side, always opting for a night in with his baby when given the choice. And when he wasn't doing that, he was busy playing surrogate fun uncle to the kids, who were definitly not kids anymore. But that didn't stop them from all getting together for Dungeons and Dragons once a month, hundreds and hundreds of campaign hours on everyone's belts. And that was his life. Spending time with his family, forcing them on hikes and runs, volunteering, working occasionally to help Robin with her translating work, all while coming home to the sweetest thing that ever existed.

God, did Steve love that man. Reminiscing about the love of his life while he was on tour was not helping his fretful sleep. He just... really had given him everything. He loved him so much in fact that he was only slightly pissed when he was woken up at three a.m. from the phone ringing off the hook.

Steve reached for it blindly, still half-asleep when he mumbled, "Mm-Eds?"

"Steeeeeeeeeevie," Eddie's voice slurred back at him, "Baby booooy. How's my baby boy? I miss my baby boy."

Steve smiled despite himself, yawning into the phone. Eddie was lucky he was so cute, considering how the love of his life who could not remember what time zones were, "He misses you too. And he's a little tired right now babe. What's up?"

"Day drunk," Eddie sighed, "Guys, morning show, mimosas, hotel room to sleep it off. Missing you."

"You won't be missing me for long," Steve softly laughed. Though... hearing his voice was quite the reminder of how cold the bed suddenly felt, "Just... one more week. That's not too long right?"

"Too long!" Eddie groaned, dramatic, "I miss you now. Why can't I see you now? Wait-Can I see you now? Cause planes and trains and-"

"And no," Steve interrupted with a chuckle, "You'd only get me for a few hours before you'd have to leave again."

"Worth it," Eddie mumbled out, his voice a little muffled as he tumbled around in his hotel bed, "Want my baby."

The pathetic tilt to his voice was enough to make Steve's heart clench. God he was too precious. Suddenly a red-eye in the middle of the night for a two hour make-out session didn't sound like such a bad idea. But he could be the strong one for tonight, "You have me sweetheart. Want me to stay on until you fall asleep."

"Yes please," Eddie sighed, "Love your voice. It's so... nice. Like... audible perfume. Like poetry or something."

"Oh baby you are wasted," Steve said as he laid back down, nestling the phone to his ear, "Please tell me you drank some water before laying down?"

"... maybe?"

"Babe."

"I knoooow. Keep nagging me though. I missed that too."

"Is my bitching your bed time story?"

He could hear Eddie nodding, rusting against the fabric, "And it's the best. Keep going?"

Steve rolled his eyes, but he did what he was asked. Saying every silly little grievance he could think of. He whined about how cold it was in bed without him, how Eddie had promised to take out the trash before he left and forgot. Again. How he hated how quiet it was without him, how much he missed hearing his voice trailing in and out of every room.

And Eddie listened, mumbling out a few sleepy m'sorrys and I love yous along the way. Until all Steve could hear was the slow, steady sound of his breathing. But he didn't hang up. Not when that was one of his favorite sounds in the world. And the perfect thing to fall asleep to.

Steve smiled to himself as he closed his eyes, a little amazed that Eddie could still make him feel so loved, from hundreds of miles away.

But one thing was for sure. He still had to be the happiest man on earth.

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rosymiel · 10 months

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#stardew valley #stdv #gif #i actually really miss sims rn and i finally got my chair back to my desk #my room is literally FILLED with cardboard boxes to prevent my cat june from getting into areas she's not supposed to be in while she's #recovering #non sims

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asking-jude · 6 months

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Do you want free mental help? What about remote, pay-what-you-want counselling? Visit askingjude.org.

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borderlinebelle · 5 months

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Hi. Hello. Take a seat, you’re not going ANYWHERE new friend. 🙂🙃

Welcome to my field of screams & dreams!

Below you’ll find my personal tumblr blog. I’m so motherfucking happy to share it with you. I’ve been growing here for over 10 years..

NEW YOUTUBE CHANNEL IS UP!

NEW VIDEO WILL BE OUT: WHEN MY MENTAL HEALTH ALLOWS 👍🏽

🎥▶️🔴

BUT FIRST: INTRODUCTORY HUMAN FLESH OFFER BELOW 👇🏽

welcome 18+ wanderer,

you’re safe here

🫠 WHY TUMBLR? 👀

Tumblr is akin to.. taking a tiny hammer and chisel to the back of a human being’s mind and tapping gently until the skull creeks open and deliciously exposed is SOUL.

At its core, every blog on the platform is personal collection of blended mixed media displays woven together with the careful consideration by an original curator.

every blog is a unique and valuable tapestry that allows for a look into someone’s mind through their perceptions of themselves…

artwork,music,talent,fandoms,community: all grows here…

😵‍💫 WTF is a GIRLBLOG?

this is my carefully and painstakingly curated feed spanning over a decade… displayed is my internal battle, my triumphs and tragedies, all laid brutally bare in the hope that someone, somewhere sees this blog and sees me, and feels less alone. It’s my personal journey and battle through eating disorders and mental health and general girlhood into womanhood, which it turns out, is a spectrum. 😅 to be a woman is brutality and I did it and do it brutally. It doesn’t help that I’ve battled Borderline Personality Disorder for most of my life, but that’s my personal truth. I’m dedicating 2024 to personal growth, creating community, accepting responsibility for my past actions, and continuing to choose to seek health and help.. because as many of you know, recovery is an ongoing lifelong decision.

I see you. I hear you. I feel you. You matter.

Let’s heal together.

👀 WHERE can I see more?

1. NEW YOUTUBE CHANNEL IS IN THE BIO!

2. I deleted Instagram for the time being 🤷🏽‍♀️ toxic af imo

3. DM’s ARE CLOSED at the moment across ALL platforms!

#️⃣ WHAT hashtags to search?

#borderlinebelle 👁️ #mentalhealthmatters 👁️ #personal

✍🏽

weary wanderer,

rest easy at last

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ididoktoday · 1 year

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How we get better: a decidedly nonlinear and varied process

Maybe that suffering will slough off us like a crispy sunburn, peeling away gradually in its own time, protesting a timeline faster than its own intention. But slough it will.

Maybe that suffering will cling to us until the last second it’s allowed, like a sucking leech, our humors leaking messily and causing a real scene, relief and vulnerability entwined to tease apart later. But we’ll have time and headspace to do that work.

Maybe that suffering will be ripped off us like a warm blanket on an early winter morning, snatched away by a guiding figure who knows that what we need is more important than what we want, a figure who sighs down with love at our shivering legs. That figure knows a warm future for us that our eyes are not yet mature enough to see.

We are birthed in all sorts of ways. Let us treat each other as gently as newborns.

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unwelcome-ozian · 3 months

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#slowing down #taking breaks #recovering #healing

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desultory-suggestions · 1 year

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To all of my lovelies who are struggling with a relapse, I love you. You are welcome here no matter where you are in your recovery. You don’t have to be ashamed of your struggles. We have all been where you are now. Reach out, you are not alone.

#ed recovery #mental health #suggestions #self love #anxiety #depression #relapse #self harm #Ed relapse #healing #mental illness #Ana relapse #bulimia recovery #bulimia relapse #recovering #choose recovery

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creatingnikki · 2 months

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Pause.

When you're listening to a voice note from a friend talking about how their mental health has been lately, pause. Pause if you don't have the headspace or energy to be compassionate. Come back later.

When your leg has a muscle pull and you can't meet your daily step goal, pause. Instead of feeling like you can't get fitter and go down the negative self talk path, pause. Rest. Come back later.

When you are scrolling on social media and you start to compare, pause. You don't need to feel shitty about everything you aren't doing because your time and energy is limited and there are choices to be made. Keep your phone away. Focus on the choices you've made. Come back later (or don't).

When you are eating a dish you really like and you want to take a second serving, pause. Check in with your body, keep aside the cravings of your mind. Pause, if you are feeling full. Come back later to have the leftovers the next day or next meal.

When you are in the middle of an argument or difficult conversation with your friend, pause. Pause if both of you have said what you wanted to and now there is silence and it feels like you don't know where to go from here. Pause, because there's nothing else you can do right now but sleep on it. Speak the next day, you still love them. Come back to that conversation when there is more to add. But for now pause instead of saying things that are unnecessary.

When life feels like too much, leave everything. Go and lie down on thr cool marble floor with your hands and legs spread out. Take off your glasses, turn off the lights, draw the curtains. Close your eyes. Pause. You will know when to get back up and resume.

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recoversuggestions · 2 years

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reminder that being mean to yourself doesn’t achieve anything except create more self-hate

#suggestions #suggestion blogs #positivity #self love #self care #self care reminder #self help #self compassion #personal growth #recovery #recovering

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theaddictspoetry · 1 year

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i think there are times

where you miss the version of yourself

who never knew

what its like to be under the influence,

i know you never meant

to dance with the devil,

but when you're in his grasp

everything seems so free,

i promise you're not free,

not at all,

not until you say NO

thats the hardest part-

to say no, to a beautiful devil.

an evil, masked so beautifully.

@theaddictspoetry

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cvrdncvts · 7 months

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GUYS!!! IM ELEVEN WHOLE DAYS CLEAN!!! I HAVWNT GONE THIS LONG IN YEARS!

#mentally unstable #s3lf harn #tw selfhate #panic attack #personal vent #help #someone help #mentalheathawareness #self h@rm #tw self destruction #recovery #tw sh related #recovering from depression #recovering addict #still recovering #books #recovering

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asking-jude · 7 months

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Do you want free mental help? What about remote, pay-what-you-want counselling? Visit askingjude.org.

#ask #advice #love advice #dating advice #relationship advice #lgbtq advice #positive #health #recovery #relapse #recovering #mdd recovery #ed recovery #mental health #support #counseling #therapy #positivity #wellness

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hozonkai1 · 3 months

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Still have a cold, but I'm recovering!

#cold #sick #recovering #gohan

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angelhairpastawithherbs · 6 months

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accepting the apology and not forgiving is great but I think that people should also just not accept the apology, whether it's because you just don't feel good still, whether the person is truly sorry or not, because it doesn't matter what they say, what's done is done and in the end you have been hurt by them

even if you're being polite or nice to them, you don't have to accept the apology just as you don't have to give them forgiveness, they're two sides of the same coin and you should never feel like you're bad or mean for still not liking them after they hurt you

and not only that, even if what they did was unintentional, it doesn't matter what they actually wanted to do or what the intended outcome was, because it's already been done and this is the outcome whether they wanted it or not, and even if they've done something nice for you, even if they're better to you, there is nothing that you have to give them unless you feel like it

nothing at all

until you're ready, if you ever will be