We were very deluded with ourselves.
We even deceive the Bible saying "do not have a very high eye on you."
We even deceive the Lord by saying that we are not alone enough and that we faint as fast and easy as the grass of the field.🌿
We were very deluded with ourselves. And in this illusion we forget the teaching "Do not rely only on your own understanding, but trust in the Lord with ALL YOUR HEART AND MIND!"
We are fearless when we should not be and are fearful when it is courage in us that He wants to see.
We were very deluded with ourselves. And in this illusion we hurt ourselves and put ourselves in wrong positions, times of victims, times of empowered. All a kind of force and inanimate balance.
What have you fed your mind?
Ficamos muito iludidos conosco mesmos.
Nos iludimos mesmo a Bíblia dizendo “não tenha sobre sí um olhar muito elevado”.
Nos iludimos mesmo o Senhor dizendo que não somos suficientes sozinhos e que desfalecemos tão rápido e fácil como a erva do campo .🌿
Ficamos muito iludidos conosco mesmos. E nessa ilusão esquecemos do ensinamento “Não confie somente em seu próprio entendimento, mas confia no Senhor de TODO seu coração E MENTE!”
Somos destemidos quando não deveríamos ser e somos medrosos quando é coragem em nós que Ele quer ver.
Ficamos muito iludidos conosco mesmos. E nessa ilusão nos machucamos e nos colocamos em posições errôneas, vezes de vítimas, vezes de empoderados. Tudo uma espécie de força e equilíbrio inanimado.
Do que você tem alimentado a sua mente?
I got some new tattoos from @cvhtattoos today, you can see pics over on my main Insta @emmkitty
Saw dad for brunch which was nice, then got pancakes for dinner with Russ.
Not a bad day really #8pmselfie
Wow! A year ago today i was being discharged from the hospital after my Double Jaw Surgery. To today i go in to have Cortizone shots put into my AC Joint and in my Bicep. However, so many things had happened over that time frame. Losing 15 pounds to gaining 25 pounds back afterwards. Not looking disgusting to looking like a healthy weight at averaging 127-135 pounds. Starting a new journey in life with fitness and training to be a bikini competitive. Taking road trips that i never would have imagined. Being diagnosed with Anxiety & Depression. So many ups and downs. Meeting some amazing people and being able to catch up with old friends and being apart of an amazing group of people. This last year has been a roller coaster to say the least but i have found me and love who i have become. Such a bigger journey head of me and I’m not done living this life yet! Thank you to everyone i have met and reconnected with over this past year. I turkey wouldn’t have made it this far without any of you!
Good people are rare but sometimes we are either blinded by they’re kindness or they’re taken away from us purposely as if god doesn’t want good people to last, but then again, they don’t deserve to spend years in a world like this. 🖤
A proud Subconscious Healing Mummy moment watching my son win first place with his dance crew! When in 2017 and 2018 my middle son went through 2 leg operations which put him out of dancing for some time. Did he give up, get knocked down, loose the will, run away or say it was too hard? No! With constant physio, returning to classes early than anticipated and pushing himself he began to rebuild the strength and confidence of the newly designed 'leg positions'. He has had to rebuild his muscles, fit back into the class and work with the pain but he hasn't given up.
Sometimes it can be easier to say I won't do it, it is too hard but how much would you miss out on if you did, how much would you lose? #dreambelieveachieve#subconscioushealing#leicestershire#wigston#counselling#psychotherapy#confidence#anxiety#depression#faceyourfear#streetdance#drummondance
I’ve seen the worst in life, don’t tell me I don’t know shit, you don’t know shit.
And there will come a time where you look back and tear up because you almost lost yourself, you could’ve been dead if you succeeded in committing suicide, because believe me, this whole depression thing sounds permanent but it really isn’t, it just lasts longer than any other feeling, I wouldn’t call it a feeling tbh, more of a illness. But illnesses are cured, so keep going. Everything gon be good in the end, and I promise you, the people that have had it hard WILL succeed in the end, you WILL succeed in WHATEVER the fuck You want to succeed.
It hurts when your so fucking close to someone and then they’re gone the next day, weather that’s without a notice or not
As you sit there and think about this week, whether you are pumped for whats coming up or having some serious Sunday night freak out right now, Don’t forget you are capable of achieving and having all the things you want for your life. Tiny steps of courage over and over, remembering to be a bit easy on yourself and taking some time each day to reflect and give yourself a yay me on the steps you have taken. Doing it with love (and ok maybe some presents for rewards lol) makes life way more fun, peaceful and free ✌🏼 😘 Happy Sunday beauties x #yourcompassionatebrain#happysunday
as deadlines approach, as test exam date is nearly here, all my old symptoms came back today: i should quit architecture, i should just go somewhere and disappear. why do i even try. I’m studying for this again??? im too poor to dream, to succeed, to help others...im pathetic. ill never love again. i want to disappear. I want to disappear. Make me disappear. Someone save me. Someone hold me. Love me. No one wants this broken being....——— the loop does not stop. ———until today——-I recognized the same tape recording (since I was a child) playing as it was happening. It still was painful but I recognized it.. and I just let it do it’s thing....I told myself to hold on tight because this one was gonna be a big crash. I’m crashing but it’ll pass. This too will pass. And I did crash. I crashed hard. Sorrow. And then I did something to slowly break my normal anxiety attack routine. Break the routine.....I picked up a paint brush, paint, and paper. Magic
Simple. Silly? Nope. It saved me from more suffering. And I want to share anything that worked for me with others who are going thru depression.
I know millions of people (small children, celebrities, elderlies,etc.) suffer from it. And it’s so hard to explain to those who doesn’t understand. it doesn’t quite go away by trying to just be positive and just counting your blessings
I know that “this” was with me and will be with me for a long time. And it’s ugly when it’s here. Embarrassing. But I refuse to use it as an excuse for anything. I refuse to let it kill my HOPE. What is life without hope.
Everyday is a battle. And for those who suffer, you are not alone. Do not be ashamed to talk about it. Speak out! You are beautiful
New FTD Podcast Episode: Childhood Trauma and Depression .
In this episode: .
- How trauma causes the nervous system to shutdown creating a state of depression
. - Childhood trauma, the suppression of needs, boundaries, emotions and instincts, the splitting of self and the creation of a false self
. - How depression is the suppression of nervous system energy and emotion .
- Depression and the freeze response as a survival mechanism to stay safe
. - Why depression is a state of prolonged grief, the grief of denial of needs, violation of boundaries, suppressed instincts and emotions, denial of self expression
. - The grieving energy of the inner child and the layer of numbness .
#depression / #anxiety - and I’m gonna add a dash of #paranoia in with this one as I’ll explain further... This week has really #tested me #mentally and #physically, I have started a #personal#training programme as I want to strengthen my #body and get back to a shape/size I’m #comfortable in, this has meant a change in diet which is bound to effect my body’s #chemistry, not been a huge help on top of being a very very #stressful week at work and finding out my landownership charges are being raised on the flat which is making money even #tighter now! In the back of my mind I’m toying with the idea of selling myself as a sideline income, I like the idea of being an #object of #desire which is something I haven’t felt in a long time and might have something to do with the PT! #Tragic I know but it would fulfill my #sexual needs and bolster my #financial#situation which can’t be a bad thing can it? I don’t know maybe it’s my state of mind at the moment that’s making me think this way as I’ve not been #sleeping very well and I’m finding it hard to #distinguish between the reality of what’s happening around me and what I actually think is happening, I just feel like a #prisoner and an #outsider all at the same time no matter where I go... I’m really scared I’ve ruined things with a best friend of mine aswell which has my mind racing #24/7! All In all its been a long fucking week and I don’t care much for it anymore, honestly don’t know what to right now.
These GF tahini & almond biscuits are so ridiculously yum! Even the boys loved these! Make sure you eat some straight out of the oven!! You’re welcome 😋Head over to the beautiful @functionalhealthcanberra website for recipe. 🍪 #gfbaking
I have somehow gotten my account back. It's a wierd experience to get when you had your account locked for 6 months and now you are back. I have had lots of ups and downs but I feel honestly a bit better than last year(2018).i have entered to a school if u have had read all of my shitfully life. It's great in some ways and some ways not ughhh I sound soo stupid. I should just continue this and make short summaries I guess of my life idk even my life is shit and ya. Today I helped one of my family memebers to move their temporarily home that they had bought. It honestly feels wierd when you have experienced one of your family members leaving in the same even street as you to move away I know that no one cares but this account has become a rent thing that I used to go in to I have no idea if I should carry on this account.#tumblr #depression#sad#anxiety#anxious#highanxiety#depressed#sadquotesdepressed#depressedlife#depressedsociety#depressedposts#depressedvibes
And they saw real fucking atrocities
They rebuilt and europe is thriving today
We never forgot...but they moved on anyway
Im sorry to say but wake the fuck up
NO ONE OWES YOU NOTHING
THE WORLD OWES YOU NOTHING
Some have been born with mental disorders yes... Funny how in the 80s and 90s we were ok we did crazy shit had fun
And almost none of this existed
Like every third post i see in social media
Have you thought perhaps about others
Whos lives are fucked because they have nothing.. Their country has been destroyed
They have lost whole families
And yet these people carry on with their lives
They have reasons to be depressed
And sulk and look for fucking sympathy
But they dont
The get up they take care of shit and life goes on.. yes !!! Its real no doubt i have been there for most of my life
But for many its not a mental illness
And brain chemistry
And they cant help it
For rest its a fucking life choice
And a reason to bitch and moan
Cause.. your boyfriend left you?
Cause what you didnt get your way
Cause your fantasy you built up
Your ego is dying and now you feel down
Because you realised that your 1
Out of billions of people
Also stuck in this shit
Rowing up shit creek with no paddles
And we just have to do what we have to do.. ITS CALLED FUCKING LIFE DEAL WITH IT..GET HELP OR ASK FOR HELP
AND WE MOVE FORWARD... THE REAL SIR REAL
PART 1 ALSO READ PART 2 ON NEXT POST
lets talk frank as fuck ok....
We are living on a planet thats over populated
We are being killed daily by rulers that don't respect human life or any living things.
We are poisened by chemical companies
And Big pharma that creates ilness and cause cancer etc..
We have been fed sugar as our first drug
We have been lied to for thousands of years about our origins
And our divinity as souls
So that those in power could have free range to manipulate us
And mould us into war machines
To kill imaginary enemies
While the true enemies are our governments
From the clothes and fabrics we wear
To micro waves and electro magnetic
Interference with our natural
We are over stimulated and saturated
With violence and pain and suffering
We have become numb to earth and natural cycles of life..
We make war with poorest people
And destroy the little they have
We create desolation in our world
And cheer while other people are just trying to protect their families and homes.
We project our own shit into the atmosphere and keep adding to it.
We sit in our big houses with fridges
Stacked with food complaining
About weight problems while others
Starve to death..
If you look at countries with the poorest people you would see these people have nothing and yet they have the most
Love and compassion
And are smiling still..
While the westerners mostly are spoilt
Listening to metal and black metal 24h
365 days of the year
Dont get any sunshine watch horror
And wonder why they are fucking depressed .
Have you thought perhaps your putting garbage in your minds all the time
Spend your time with black holes of people
That suck your energy dry
Have you THOUGHT perhaps its the reason
Why you are on this planet to deal with pain and grow from it
You dont need to put a band aid it
Its there for a fucking reason
For your own growth and evolution
To wake you the fuck from your sleep walking?
And now you want to stop it..stop the process
My fuck we would never have evolved this far
If every single person in world war two
Sat and bitched and cried everyday
And they saw real fucking atrocities
Check part 2
Hello? It’s me here. Nicole. A human. Someone with feelings. Someone living with a disability. Someone who has bad days more often then good. On the shitty days, I get a little frustrated and uncomfortable with all of the stares, the comments, the attempts to pet. But let me ask you this:
Do I scream at the little kid who reaches out as we walk by, trying to touch Peach? .
Do I get into an argument with the halfwit, who states that Vici is just another fake service dog? .
Do I take videos to document the ignorant woman, who snaps at me because I don’t allow her to pet Vici? .
Do I freak out and follow the person in the store who’s service dog growled at mine, calling them a fake?
No. No. No. And NO. Why? Because it’s not necessary to yell at the kid who is too young to read the vest, let alone understand what a Service Dog is. Because it’s not worth my breath to get into an altercation. Because why would I converse with someone who’s already set on being aggressive. Because why in the fuck would I waste my time and put my dog in danger following someone around a store? .
Whether it’s a rough day or not, does it sting when someone snaps at me? Or calls Vici a fake? Or when someone thinks it’s cool to just throw a vest on their dog because they want to bring them into a store? Sure, a little. But here’s the thing— if you’re going to be bringing a Service Dog with you everywhere, you need to understand that these things WILL happen. If you can’t handle it maturely and calmly, you shouldn’t have an Service Dog. Plain and simple. Your dog should be able to ignore both the kid reaching out, and the dog growling at it. And you yourself should be capable of ignoring ignorant people, even if you’re having a bad day. Just another unsolicited opinion 🤷🏼♀️
Hi friends 👋
I want to keep it real on here and say that I haven’t been feeling much like myself lately- and by that I mean my “strong recovery self”. I’ve been engaging in a lot of negative self talk, struggling to feel motivated to do much of anything, have been overthinking food/eating, and just feeling really low in general.
I think that part of it is how stressed I am with work/being an adult, but the other part of it might be that I need to have space to process things that are happening in my life, which would mean that I start seeing a therapist again. I parted ways with my old therapist 1 year ago when I moved from Chicago to California, and haven’t seen anyone since because of the trust issues I have when it comes to therapy, based on a traumatic experience I had a couple of years ago.
Despite my fears, I’m going to look into seeing someone regularly again. I don’t really talk to even my close friends much about my emotions because it’s just sort of the way that I am, it makes me super uncomfortable, but I know that I need to start talking about them *out loud* again. I’ve also completely stopped journaling over the past few months, which was one of the things that helped me the most throughout my recovery, so I want to get back to that too.
Back when I was in treatment, one of the group therapists told us that every time someone came back to @eatingrecovery after being discharged, she’d ask them if they stopped practicing mindfulness in their every day lives. They always, always said that they stopped.
Luckily for me, that really planted itself in my OCD brain, and mindfulness exercises became sort of a compulsion for me. It’s a bad thing because it’s rooted in fear, but it’s also a good thing because it has helped me stay completely stable for over 2 years. But I want to get back to more meditation practice and mindfulness exercises, because I only do the bare minimum right now.
This post is partly for accountability, partly because I never want to use this account as a highlight reel, and partly because I hope that it resonates with someone else that’s struggling right now. We’re gonna get through it 👍
Take care of yourself y’all 💕
Pain is pain. We shouldn’t be comparing our experiences. If we’re hurt, then we’re hurt. Everyone’s feeling ARE VALID. ♥️
Guten Morgen meine Lieben 🥰
Ich hoffe ihr hattet bis jetzt ein schönes Wochenende,heute ist unser letzter Tag hier 😭😭aber ich freu mich auch schon sehr auf unsere Kinder und unseren Hund 🐶❤️❤️❤️ich habe die Zeit so genossen um auch mal nachzudenken ,und vielleicht auch versuchen Dinge loszulassen die mir nicht gut tun ! Aber manchmal kommt der Verstand nicht gegen das Herz an 😔💕ich nehm es positiv und seh jeden Mini schritt des loslassens als den richtigen Schritt an 🙏🏼🙏🏼
Habt einen tollen Sonntag 💓🌈🌊☀️