depression help
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about surviving abuse and divine timing
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I’m going through something and this helps. And I don’t know why but posting it here instead of keeping it private helps too. It just feels like someone else can find strength in it too. Strong Look, Ben. You spoke your truth. No one can hurt you when you do. Stop worrying about that fact…
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a poem about being kind in the fact of unkindness
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I know you probably think You’ve really screwed this up, But I have super news for you You’re already doing enough. You’re right where you’re supposed to be. Not a single hair out of place. This is not a sprint, my friend. It’s not even a race.
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All your petty judgement isSelf-hatred in disguise.You think that you’re superiorBut can’t fool me with lies.I have to end ongoing abuseCannot compromise.I promised a precocious kidNever again,I’d close my eyes. It’s Moon Day so… Thoth.
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What this society we exist in is designed to do is create problems for you, and then distract you from working on solving your problems with mindless busy work. 9-5’s, video games, movies, music, TV PROGRAMMING. So the more time you devote to those endeveours (other than creating, yourself) the less time you have to…
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You do not have to worry anymore.That person is now hereWho never was before.To stand up for you when you’re abusedFor refusing to give energyWhen it feels like being used.You do not have to worry anymore.I won’t let those people harm you.Watch me bar the door.Everything is okay and you’re fine.Cause everything here is yoursAnd…
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So I don’t know what to name it. Please Calliope,write through me.As if you sat down and drew me.Diagnose this abstract condition.That leaves me in this perdition. No bond is impermanent.No separation.No loss.All are illusions.Stop stressing. Gracias, Chica.
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I know this might sound odd to you, but… You have to read the Bible wrongTo learn to read it right.You have to have experienced darknessTo appreciate the light.The message must be coded(You know this.)Or you’d reject it.You’d more easily believe in extraterrestrials.As Spielberg’s handlers expected.
