Breathe in. Breathe Out.

My mother once told me that trauma is like Lord of the Rings. You go through this crazy, life-altering thing that almost kills you (like say having to drop the one ring into Mount Doom), and that thing by definition cannot possibly be understood by someone who hasn’t gone through it. They can sympathize sure, but they’ll never really know, and more than likely they’ll expect you to move on from the thing fairly quickly. And they can’t be blamed, people are just like that, but that’s not how it works.

Some lucky people are like Sam. They can go straight home, get married, have a whole bunch of curly headed Hobbit babies and pick up their gardening right where they left off, content to forget the whole thing and live out their days in peace. Lots of people however, are like Frodo, and they don’t come home the same person they were when they left, and everything is more horrible and more hard then it ever was before. The old wounds sting and the ghost of the weight of the one ring still weighs heavy on their minds, and they don’t fit in at home anymore, so they get on boats go sailing away to the Undying West to look for the sort of peace that can only come from within. Frodos can’t cope, and most of us are Frodos when we start out.

But if we move past the urge to hide or lash out, my mother always told me, we can become Pippin and Merry. They never ignored what had happened to them, but they were malleable and receptive to change. They became civic leaders and great storytellers; they we able to turn all that fear and anger and grief into narratives that others could delight in and learn from, and they used the skills they had learned in battle to protect their homeland. They were fortified by what had happened to them, they wore it like armor and used it to their advantage.

It is our trauma that turns us into guardians, my mother told me, it is suffering that strengthens our skin and softens our hearts, and if we learn to live with the ghosts of what had been done to us, we just may be able to save others from the same fate.

S.T.Gibson (via sarahtaylorgibson)

angryseawitch:

lightsharpnesssong:

dont-be-a-pichu:

femmeboyant:

still upset that the films never acknowledge that Peeta loses a limb in the first arena and goes through the Quarter Quell with a prosthetic leg

or that Katniss has suffered permanent hearing loss in one of her ears and now requires a hearing aid

or, you know, the Avoxes

because, you know, why show disabled people doing things

ehlersdanlossupport:

Just found out which blog this pic is from so I’m going it add it in because i just seen this On an eds page on fb
http://pleasestopbeingsad.tumblr.com/post/68279095788

ehlersdanlossupport:

Just found out which blog this pic is from so I’m going it add it in because i just seen this On an eds page on fb

http://pleasestopbeingsad.tumblr.com/post/68279095788

buckyoubucky:

"A new study shows that men are threatened by confident women taking pictures of themselves, and call these women stupid, socially inept, and ugly. In other news, the world is round, the sky is blue, and the patriarchy is still shitty."

buckyoubucky:

"A new study shows that men are threatened by confident women taking pictures of themselves, and call these women stupid, socially inept, and ugly. In other news, the world is round, the sky is blue, and the patriarchy is still shitty."

nirvanaschild:

I’m sorry but this made my whole day

nirvanaschild:

I’m sorry but this made my whole day

You apologize for your mental illness so feverishly
you would think you’d done something wrong.
(via beautyinthebellejar)

andukes:

Raye Boyce by An Dukes.

For the rest of her photos: www.lips-of-wine.com

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Healing is a choice. It is not an easy one because it takes work to turn around your habits. But keep making the choice and shifts will happen.
Yehuda Berg (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Love involves more than just feelings. It is also a way of behaving. When Sandy said, “My parents don’t know how to love me,” she was saying that they don’t know how to behave in loving ways. If you were to ask Sandy’s parents, or almost any other toxic parents, if they love their children, most of them would answer emphatically that they do. Yet, sadly, most of their children have always felt unloved. What toxic parents call “love” rarely translates into nourishing, comforting behavior.

Susan Forward, Toxic Parents, p380 (via fromonesurvivortoanother)

I’m tempted to print this out and stick it on my wall.

(via tommyistoofastforthisshit)

olsennnnn:

So I was talking to my friend about colouring books and she showed me this one.

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And then there was this page.

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And finally this absolute gem!

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How amazing is this book?! I want one.