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your-gay-grandma · 9 months
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the older i get, the more convinced i become that even those who you think are the most capable, put together, organised and/or accomplished individuals probably either are or feel like they are pretending to know what they’re doing most of the time.
there are no set rules or obligations, no one path, no secret formula you are missing. life is terribly confusing and mysterious and that is half the joy of it! you are doing a terrific job navigating it at your pace and in your way. take your time.
and if i’m wrong and others do have it figured out, at the very least, you and i can pretend together. we’re okay - we’re in this together.
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angelic-transsexual · 6 months
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Things I learned post top surgery (peri edition) 5 days post-op
Being put to sleep and waking up wasn’t as scary I thought it was gonna be
Huge amounts of tightness and soreness in my chest area
Numb chest
Drains are annoying little bitches
T-Rex arms are real as fuck
I actually had a bit of trouble trying to pee the night I got home, it took my body a bit to get back to being able to pee normally
Neck pillows are both your friend and your enemy
Bad posture due to binder from hell
My back is sore from my bad posture and sleeping elevated
Applesauce is your best friend the first few days post-op
Liquid IV helped my sore throat from the tube they put down my throat
Car rides are a no
Help from others even if it’s just little things is a big yes
LOTS OF WATER
I got orange stained skin from something they put on my body during surgery, don’t know exactly what it is
I’m actually very slow at walking
Walking around every few hours is one of the best things you could do
You need assistance to bathe, and I couldn’t take a shower for 48 hrs after surgery
Wipes are your friend
Greasy hair is expected to
Flannels and sweatpants are the best clothing options
My hunger has been up and down, sometimes I’m super hungry and sometimes I’m barely hungry
Painkillers and Tylenol are your absolute best friend
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fella-lovin-fella · 6 months
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feeling unwell today
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you make me want to be better. healthier. happier
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pinbitch · 1 year
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s8 would have been more fun if instead of getting a dog and a girlfriend sam joined a cult
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grumpytrans · 2 years
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keep forgetting to post these 💘✨
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i felt really guilty abt eating sm but mike just messaged and said "im so proud of you today hands0me, you did so well. ily 💙"
dont mind me im just gonna cry-
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build-a-boyf · 2 months
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I love setting healthy boundaries with my boyfriend, and I love respecting his healthy boundaries as well, but can we also talk about working on being okay with certain boundaries because of rejection sensitive dysphoria to do with autism, adhd, and c-ptsd from familial situations and previous relationships? Like I said: I'm working on it, but there are a few that'll take me a while to get used to because even though it's not intended to be a rejection, my brain sometimes takes it as a rejection anyway because it's rude like that😅
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angelic-transsexual · 5 months
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i dont know if any other trans men/nonbinary people who have had top surgery have this same experience but ever since i got top surgery, every time i drink water i can just feel the water going down my chest inside my body. it feels oddly refreshing. it has made me want to drink water more simply for the feeling.
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fella-lovin-fella · 5 months
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i was talking to my therapist and was saying how it shouldn't be so hard for me to do everything, that i feel like a failure because i cant get myself out of bed most days. and she told me "the 'D' in PTSD is 'disorder.' the 'D' in MDD is 'disorder.' the 'D' in BPD is 'disorder.' the 'D' in GAD is 'disorder.' if things weren't so hard for you, it wouldn't be a disorder." and like logically i knew that, but hearing it from her was relieving, i guess.
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plagebringer · 4 months
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i love life
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corazon-sanador · 1 year
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13.02.23
I went for a walk last night. I hoped you would join me, but I never asked. I was never quite good at that, asking for what I wanted. But you were never good at knowing what I wanted to begin with. So I walked alone. I retraced the steps of our first walk together. I recounted the smiles and nervous laughter, the small talk before we finally felt comfortable enough to share parts of our souls. I stopped halfway towards my destination and looked up at the sky. There was no moon, there were no stars, not like the night we went, do you remember the stars? How beautifully they danced above us as we sat on a bench shivering from the cold but refusing to go back because we never wanted the night to end ? I do. All it takes is one glance at that bench and I can see us so vividly, before the fights and the heartbreak, before the deafening silence and harsh words, before the tears. When the only thing I cared about was showing you the constellations, learning about how you were afraid of the dark but with me you felt safe. I miss that. I miss you. But that you. I never finished the walk, after I stopped I asked myself what I was doing, why I was doing this. It’s clear isn’t it ? I’m still searching for you. I’m still trying to find a reason to stay, proof that this was a mistake and that there is still hope for us. But there isn’t and I’ve finally accepted that. We’re too different now, we’ve changed too much. It’s all for the better, I’m proud of who you’ve become and I’m sure you’re proud of me too, or at least you were. There is just no more room to grow together, we need to finish this journey alone. You know it’s true even if you hate me right now. Even if you hate me forever. You’ll forgive me one day. Please forgive me.
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