#self acceptance Tumblr posts

  • earthangel
    02.12.2021 - 1 hour ago

    COMPLETELY forgot i'm in my 12th hoise year rn... makes sense that i have been feeling VERY lonely this year. this makes me want to cry bc it's like everything is tying together... we're a month away from the end of the year & i'm half a year away from my 1st house year & i can feel my sense of self building up... i can feel it molding & shaping, & i'm creating myself as i'm forced to think on my experiences by myself, since the relationship i'm meant to care for the most right now is myself... everything is starting to make sense & i thank my capricorn/cancer placements for holding on tight & helping me stay strong & resilient...

    #i choose to be more myself... i choose to show my heart & show the person i am becoming... #i love this self very much & i would love to share it with whomever will accept to see it... because i accept myself :') #i choose to see myself wholly for who i am... both light & dark... both aphrodite & lilith... & all versions of me that simultaneously am.. #it feels so good to embrace myself & choose myself & invest in myself & in my own well-being... it feels so good to trust my heart my soul #my intuition my guides... the last 5 years have all been building up for this & i know this next year i will reap the fruits of my labor... #that is my reality the way that i am living it & it's okay that some people don't see it or accept it bc they're also creating their own #realities... just like i'm creating mine #hmm... i'm feeling really good :) #self#december 2021 #12th house year
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  • carpethedamndiem
    02.12.2021 - 3 hours ago

    "A man is whole only when he takes into account his shadow." - Djuna Barnes

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  • sparklylesbiantrash
    02.12.2021 - 4 hours ago

    A Day With Depression When I Was Thirteen by A.J.

    “Hi. I’m feeling really down today. If you’re really sensitive to depression or depressive things, don’t read this. I’m just venting because I can’t in front of people. Sorry for everything.
    A friend of mine was really down today. She told me how she felt really bad, because somebody teased her for studying too much. I had strong feelings about that, because she’s a really good friend and doesn’t deserve to be put down. I asked her to vent to me, and she smiled afterwards, telling me that the weight was off her chest. I smiled for her, even though I was feeling just as down. Couldn’t let it snow. I’d be a toxic friend.
    It was honestly a normal day, but depression hit me out of the blue in the afternoon, along with a headache. I guess it’s a D-Day then. Depression-Day, as I call it. Sobbing, crying, and screaming inside. I can’t and I won’t be a toxic friend. Everybody has enough problems in their lives and don’t need mine to add to theirs. They really don’t, but I’m killing myself, keeping this buried deep inside. That’s just as well. I’m replaceable. I’m not required. I’m a burden.
    I just wanted to apologize for inflicting a pain like myself on perfectly good people like you. I’m really sorry for that. I’m sorry for existing. I’m sorry for not meeting your expectations. I’m sorry for making dumb jokes nobody finds funny. I’m sorry for taking your valuable time. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. No matter how many times I say it, it’s not enough. I'm not enough.
    If I could describe myself with a color, I guess it would be grey. Grey, like a cloudy sky. Grey, like falling rain. Grey, like ashes. Or maybe a rainbow, if they fall for the façade I keep up. They don’t see me when I stare out of the window, with the desire of jumping out and ending it all. They don’t. They only see me when I’m cracking jokes I don’t find funny and cackling with laughter faker than my smile. They don’t see me.
    Do you know that I can’t trust people? The people I used to love are all gone. The people I opened up to, the people who saw my tears, they’ve forgotten me. They’re not dead, just gone. Was it something I said? Something I did? If I had been good enough for them, would they have stayed? Few of my old mentors or friends are in touch with me today. I remember them, though, as clearly as if I met them yesterday. I miss them, and I wonder if they are where I am today. Depressed. Suicidal. Sorry for myself. I hope, for their sake, that they’re not, because at this point, physical agony is preferable. I count the days, as they pass, till I see the end in sight. There is no end that I can see to the drudgery in this desert called 'life'.
    I want it to end, desperately. But the people I try to tell don’t understand. They tell me that I’m strong, that I’ll get through it, but they can’t feel this gaping hole in the belief I have in myself. Then again, I don’t want them to, because this is hell. I want them to be okay, but the people who are okay don’t understand me, and the people who understand me are not okay, and I hate it that way. There is no full stop in my life, only the temptation of the end. Get it? It’s infinite excruciating pain. It’s not rock bottom, because I’m still plummeting down, but I’ve been falling for so long. This is not the worst time, but I’m still in pain. I’m still hurting. And the worst part? I can’t see it. I can’t find the wound and heal myself. It hurts so much, but the bruise isn’t visible. I’m stuck, in a downward spiral, not knowing when I’m going to reach rock bottom and when there will be nothing further down. I don’t know when I’ll be in the worst place, with no worse place to hurt me. And that ignorance bites away, slowly killing me.
    I want people to tell me that they’ll be here as I work it out, become more stable, and start genuinely smiling again. I want to lean on that shoulder, because I’m disabled. I cannot be alone. Deep down, I want to hope that there will be someone I can trust, but experience tells me otherwise, sowing doubt, and… honestly, no one has tried proving me wrong. This is depression, for me. My heart insists, but my mind has given up. I can’t go on. I’m stuck in an infinite spiral, and it goes only one way. Down.
    I want a true friend. You want the reason for my depression? There. I don’t have anyone to tell my sorrows to. I don’t. So I kill those sorrows. You might think that killing your sorrows might make you happy, but no. Sorrows don’t die. Sorrows can only increase. You can feel them a little lesser by caring for someone, but if that doesn’t work, you drown, in your sorrows. You are stuck. Stuck, feeling emotions which are fatal, but you thrash to stay alive. Think you could live there? No? I have, and I’ve survived till now. I don’t know how long I can hold on. Asking for help is not easy. Getting it is even harder. I know because I’ve tried. Multiple times.
    I’m not looking for attention. This is real. This, this pain is real. That’s why depressed people cut. They cut to assure themselves that they are real, that this pain is real, and they can survive this, just like they can survive this pain. They are trying to assure themselves, the only way they have left. They don’t speak about it, because this pain is silent. The worst of it is. Even if they are surviving, it does not mean that they are not dead inside. They are. I am. I don’t believe in revival, but if you CAN revive someone, don’t revive me. I don’t deserve it. Give that revival to someone who actually deserves it. The things I’ve been through aren’t even that bad, so give that revival to someone who’s been through worse.”

    Hey, 13-year-old me. I know you're not in the best place right now, but there are people who love you. Your body, your grades, your extroversion does not define you. Your accolades and characteristics are a part of who you are, and when you accept them as a part of you, you can move forward. Put down that blade. It isn't worth it to make permanent scars on your body for the people who leave you behind.

    You do have friends. You are worthy. You are beautiful. Someone in the world finds you pretty.

    Hey, 14-year-old me. Maybe you don't agree with your mother. Maybe your father doesn't love you unconditionally. Maybe your sister doesn't like you. But maybe, there's someone out there who understands you. If you die today, maybe you won't ever get to meet them. Maybe you won't be able to tell a person down on self esteem that they are beautiful, and offer them a hug. If there are maybes that seem to be worth dying, maybe there are maybes worth living for, too. Chin up, kitto.

    Hey, 15-year-old me. The me, right now, in the present. You argue with your mother, you butt heads with your father. No big issue. It happens to everyone. You are not alone in your problems. Don't beg people for conditional love when the people that truly love you offer their love and support unconditionally. Be there for yourself.

    This goes out to all of you, too. Support yourself, first, my loves.

    #depression#tw depression#tw trauma #tw self harm #self love #self love is important #remember your own worth #love yourself#accept yourself #13 year old me #writers of tumblr #writing community#writers#writeblr
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  • castawaysoul
    02.12.2021 - 10 hours ago

    a stranger's message

    too random but i just wanna tell you this. Sometimes we think that happiness comes when sadness goes, but to be honest, happiness comes when we realized that sadness won't go but never last either. Someone told me this "you cannot figure out things in one go" and I always remember that. Sometimes we feel so tired and drained because we keep searching for answers and we keep asking why? Sometimes we keep pushing that emotion away and running from it. Its what makes us tired and done and i just wanna tell you that its okay. Its okay to not know the answers sometimes. Life isn't supposed to be figured out. Life is for living and feeling. God didn't make us humans to be happy for eternity, you know? He didn't make us to have that goal of a happy life, but to have a life worth living for. My point is, you will be okay when you realized that you'll never be okay. Being okay is coming to terms that life isn't full of ups but never giving up. Too random, may not makes sense, but i just wanna tell you that :)) and i hope it helps. Love you and will always do <33!!

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  • mihotose
    02.12.2021 - 14 hours ago

    kikkou used to be a tachi before being shortened into an uchigatana

    #shields all the shortened swords from damage that has already been done #wait i just had a thought #so nikkari's send off line is somethning along the lines of 'is he going to be shortened to better match you?' #nikkari's been shortened. if there was any pain around being shortened nikkari would know it #nikkari is also. very much fine with suffering himself if it means itd help someone else #so nikkari Accepts being shortened for the sake of the saniwa or his previous master and he also tries his best to Match what is expected #of him. being a wakizashi or being the haunted one. whatever people want #*while he might not necessarily Accept this decision he at least Understands the reason it is done #i think he wishes he were bigger and yet tries to be waki-ppoi anyway #my point is is that he is self sacrificing near to the point of self destruction out of repentance. or something #anyway. if kikkou felt that same pain from being shortened. knowing that it was to better suit his master. that thats what his master wants #might he think that his master wants him to be in pain?
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  • rocksandrollstorecovery
    02.12.2021 - 18 hours ago

    The New Moon is a time for reset; for new beginnings. Cleanse; it is a time for a clean slate. Gather your thoughts, and plan.

    The next New Moon is this Friday - it will also be a New Super Moon!!

    What does that mean to you all? What do you include in your New Moon Ritual? Is there anything you’ll be doing differently for the Super Moon?

    Tell me!

    What works best?

    What have you tried and didn’t like?

    How will you be getting ready for the Solar Eclipse that will be the following day?

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  • anotherlookatlife
    01.12.2021 - 19 hours ago
    #change your perspective #self acceptance#love#other people
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  • akindplace
    01.12.2021 - 20 hours ago

    The person you owe forgiveness the most is yourself sometimes. We can be our harshest critics, the ones who sabotage ourselves most, the ones who speak to ourselves with harsh words filled with self-hatred and misunderstanding.

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  • laststandofdeadman
    01.12.2021 - 20 hours ago
    #JOKE'S ON YOU #IM ACCEPTING MY KPOPPIE SELF FROM NOW ON #also can you guys guess the two truths one lie??? #and do i remember the answer to it???
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  • bodyyacceptanx
    01.12.2021 - 21 hours ago

    Who am I:

    Age: 24

    S/M/R: Virgo, Capricorn, Scorpio

    Pronouns: She/Her

    Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

    Religion: None, agnostic

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  • sunflowersonmyfeet
    01.12.2021 - 1 day ago

    Objectively observing my emotions is so rewarding. I'm happy I learnt this skill this year.

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  • amuranusneptunesunmoon
    01.12.2021 - 1 day ago

    Eat as much as you should

    Not as kuch as you want

    Take care of your health and fitness

    That's real wealth and beauty

    You are always beautiful for your innocent heart

    You are always beautiful at every size ansd shape

    But not healthy

    Love yourself and take care of yourself

    Don't live in any delusion 💙 don't do it for others and society but yourself and your life, make yourself fit and healthy 💓🤍

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