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YO.

My life is super awesome right now. Everything is super falling into place and it’s amazing.

I haven’t laughed as hard as I did tonight in a long time.

I keep getting scared, but then I remember that things are different now, and I worked SO hard for everything that has come my way.

Reminder: I deserve this.

#personal  

hendumst:

I could listen to this forever and never get bored

(via mrgolightly)

What I remember most about emotional abuse is that it’s like being put in a box. How you end up in there is the biggest trick – I never managed to work that one out. Maybe you think it’s a treasure box at first: you’re in there because you’re special. Soon the box starts to shrink. Every time you touch the edges there is an “argument”. So you try to make yourself fit. You curl up, become smaller, quieter, remove the excessive, offensive parts of your personality – you begin to notice lots of these. You eliminate people and interests, change your behaviour. But still the box gets smaller. You think it’s your fault. The terrible, unforgivable too-muchness of you is to blame. You don’t realise that the box is shrinking, or who is making it smaller. You don’t yet understand that you will never, ever be tiny enough to fit, or silent enough to avoid a row

wnycradiolab:

Can’t…stop…posting…Steve Axford photos. Want to look at them all?  Want to read our interview with him? Get to it.

(via staceythinx)

  • me: feels lonely
  • me: isolates self

scienceisrad:

house-under-a-rock:

Industrial Wasteland Transformed into Climbing Paradise in Buffalo, New York

photo: Patrick Murphy

I need to do this when I’m next back home.

wait is this real cos i wanna do it

I DO NOT DEAL WITH FEELINGS WELL.

CAN I EVER NOT FREAK OUT ABOUT THINGS?!?!?!?

Validating someone means recognizing that a person’s own perceptions are worth listening to. It is recognizing them as real human things that real humans think. When they say, “I hate myself,” or “I’m worthless,” or “I wish my mother would die,” validation is saying, “Yeah. I can see you really do. You feel this way really strongly.”

Most of what was cast in the 80s and 90s as failure to praise children was actually failure to validate them. When a child comes to an adult, dripping with defeat, and says, “I failed,” praise is, “No you didn’t! You did really well!” and validation is, “You’re really disappointed with how you did, hunh? That sucks.” And over time, if adults do nothing but praise, what children hear is: Your self-doubt and weaknesses are not wanted here. Failure is not acceptable, not even thinkable. I cannot accept you unless you do well.

#reminder  

I WILL NOT fuck this up this time.

mattniskanenseyebrows:

OCTOBER IS NEXT WEEK

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(via slightlymoistbowser)