Tag: Self Help

DDD(potbwd): Can you actually pick yourself up by your bootstraps?

Does that concept of physically picking yourself up by the straps of your boots or, say the laces of your shoes make any sense whatsoever to you when you think about it? I have heard this saying so many times and one day I couldn’t stop thinking about how stupid it is, it makes zero sense and it’s literally like some kind of American work ethos or whatever the fuck. It’s like our … go get ‘em tiger is to expect people to literally do impossible things by themselves. MahButtItches, WordPress writing prompt, daily prompt, questioning thoughts, recovery, mental health

0

Daily Prompt – 1947

We belong to each other. It is easy to ignore others when you don’t see it that way - their problem, I don’t live there, they don’t agree with me, etc. Everything is creating and supporting separation and othering, and look how bad it’s getting. Look how high mental illness, addictions, overdoses, and suicides are. All snuffed candles. Killed by separation, killed by not knowing their light, perfection, beauty, uniqueness, authenticity.

1

There is Power Coming Out of Hell with Your Angels and Devils as Best Friends: Confidence

Confidence is having it all - bad shit included - being everything you are and trusting that you will take yourself exactly where you want to go. You don’t need to grow, develop, or learn it. You have always been doing this. Now trust it to get you where you want. Keywords: Mental wellness, Mental wellbeing, transmutation, transmute that shit, MahButtItches, confidence

1

Sentient Dung Beetles v. Suicide

In this video I am using, what I have now realized is the true universal language - shit. To break out of intrusive thoughts, suicidal ideation, suicidality, depression, rumination, you name it. What if I reincarnate as a sentient dung beetle? I’m talking my consciousness, fully aware and experiencing eating shit for whatever lifetime of... Continue Reading →

1

EVOOh no!

I rarely do this, but I don't want to be an asshole while I'm trying not to be - trigger warning: SA. This piece started in '97 when I was 14. Took me til 40 to really finish and love part one. Thank you for reading and sharing in healing. Here is my live reading... Continue Reading →

8

Oh, how beautiful pain can be

So, you’re 19, you get raped and pregnant. Zoinks! You don’t even believe you got raped, so you hate, self harm, self destruct, and blame yourself - consider yourself an absolute fucking failure, fuck up, worthless- for like… 19+ years til you finally decide maybe talk to somebody about something (there’s so many to choose).... Continue Reading →

12

Oh my weeping ankles..

I’ve been walking because I keep telling myself I have to. Or, sometimes I just get going before I think about it. Or, sometimes I dare myself to, or bribe myself, whatever works, as long as we work it. (I am sorry) I am so out of shape, I can’t even say I’m round. I... Continue Reading →

0

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: