It’s [NEVER] too late to Apologize.


When is a turning point for BPD? When does it all just stop?” Her answer: “When one becomes utterly exhausted from all of the self-inflicted chaos that she just decides to give up all of her pride. All of her hurt. All of her resentment and residual pain. When she reaches this breaking point. Whether it be of loving someone significant enough to bring her from suffering or may it be she cannot bear to live one more moment in her own chaos. She will find sanctuary in her self and pull herself from the lifetime of darkness she has created.”

Originally posted on Femme Fatale:

I have not felt the urge to write lately. I have been allowing my heart to mess with my head thus reality and I had decided to lie doggo for the mean time until I pull myself out of this funk. I have been occupying my time trying to demassify my usual reclusive state with a new project; a local fanzine. I have also decided to drown in D&d 5th edition meets for the remainder of my free time. Hopefully this “fanzine” thing will become a more productive obsession versus my current relatively unhealthy one; B and his luscious D.

I am finally home after a long and hard trip to Oklahoma and Texas…. Oh and after spending three marvelous days with B. Well, two were marvelous one of them I once again murdered with my drunken belligerence. I keep telling myself I need to stop drinking yet…

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Turning Into Stone


This is such a beautiful way of putting it. <3

Originally posted on Shattered Beauty:


The pain that I feel coming from the inside out, is very stiff and tight to where I almost feel completely unmovable. Though my muscles spasms are twitching on the tops of my thighs, I have this all over wave of pain transcending throughout my body. Not to mention the sharp pain I feel in my hip and lower back. That’s always there. Sometimes it just radiates more than other times. Neck pain, headaches, pain that runs down through my arm into the tiny joints of my fingers. Someone would think that I am weak, but how can that be when I am turning into stone. I am hard, strong, and unbreakable.

I was once a delicate light flower. I could just breeze on by and just float. Then my transformation began and I felt weak, I felt scared, and I didn’t know what was going on inside of me. I felt…

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Mahatma Gandhi’s List of the 7 Social Sins


These are much better

Originally posted on Vox Populi:

In 590 AD, Pope Gregory I unveiled a list of the Seven Deadly Sins – lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy and pride – as a way to keep the flock from straying into the thorny fields of ungodliness. These days though, for all but the most devout, Pope Gregory’s list seems less like a means to moral behavior than a description of cable TV programming.

So instead, let’s look to one of the saints of the 20th Century — Mahatma Gandhi. On October 22, 1925, Gandhi published a list he called the Seven Social Sins in his weekly newspaper Young India.

Politics without principles.
Wealth without work.
Pleasure without conscience.
Knowledge without character.
Commerce without morality.
Science without humanity.
Worship without sacrifice.

The list sprung from a correspondence that Gandhi had with someone only identified as a “fair friend.” He published the list without commentary save for the…

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Being a chronic pain patient is a full-time job

Originally posted on All Things Chronic:

Coonhound says:  Generally I agree w/ BL. If someone can go back to work they don’t need and shouldn’t quality for SSDI. By filing, you aren’t saying your doctor said you SHOULDNT work, you are stating that you CANNOT work and they DO mean ANY job in the national economy.

Any job in the “national economy,” huh?  So, should we call Amazon’s staffing agency and say we have millions of chronic pain patients who have been denied disability but are ready to go to work in the closest Amazon warehouse?  How about a job where you’re on your feet all day, like a Walmart cashier?

BL says:  When someone is not able to work because of their disabilities, they are not able to work period. If they are able to go back to work because they can’t afford to wait for their hearing any longer, then they are able to…

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A Guide to Self-Care for People with Anxiety


great video!!!

Originally posted on Let's Queer Things Up!:

The image features a metal case, presumably a first aid kit, with the words &quot;SELF CARE&quot; on top. Illustration by Jessica Krcmarik.

[The image features a metal case, presumably a first aid kit, with the words “SELF CARE” on top.]

Holy anxiety, batman. If there’s one thing readers want to hear more about, it’s my experiences with anxiety — namely, how I cope with it. It seems like a lot of us are still trying to navigate this tricky condition.

Therapy and medication can help, but a lot of how I manage my anxiety is based on a regular, consistent practice of self-care.

I think that self-care — defined as intentional actions taken to improve one’s sense of well-being — has made a significant difference in my overall mood, and has been especially helpful in dealing with my anxiety.

While the ups and downs that come with anxiety are not always within our control, there are a lot of things we can do to impact our mood…

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Invisible illness

Originally posted on healthloveandharmonie:

Invisible illness – it’s a funny thing… People tend to only accept someone is ill if they look sick. On days when I just can’t pull it together and go out looking like I feel I get much more compassion. Most days though, if I have chosen to venture out into the public eye, I make an extra effort to look put together. Part of it is if I look ok I can convince myself I feel ok, even if it’s a momentary thought. Yesterday a casual acquaintance told me “you look great though, I’ll take your pain if I could look like that” Now yes, this person was being polite and I am sure really meant what they said but I found it very offensive. Not only did they dismiss my pain and imply I am weak for complaining about it but they also implied they could handle it…

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