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cityyear: via our friends The Trevor Project
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spectacular: PROMISES TO SELF

lunexvx:

  1.  I will consider my feelings. If I cannot feel my feelings, I will write about it until I can figure out what’s going on, or until my hands lock. Whatever comes first.
  2. I will make me time. I will not always expect other people to be there, on demand, to fill the gaps of my life.
  3. I will work at making my alone time restful, enjoyable, and rewarding.
  4. I will not go out and try to get to know people in only a romantic/sexual context. I will not eroticize their person until their sexuality in terms of my pleasure is the only thing I desire, and wish to learn nothing else. I will see people as whole.
  5. I will dress how I want, and work on not letting my thoughts of how people perceive my gender, sexuality, or beauty affect this.
  6. I will not try and control the life of another. I will try to be a support, I will try to give advice if asked, I will try to be a friend, but I will not try to control another autonomous beings’ decisions from afar using coercion, guilt, or any other form of manipulation.
  7. I will stand up for myself when I am criticized, because I am a smart, friendly, compassionate, hot bitch. However, I will not always ignore criticisms, because I make mistakes and criticism can help me recognize that, and I will learn and grow from it.
  8. I will be accountable for my words and my actions. I will try to think about what I say before I say it, and what I do before I do it.
  9. I will be accountable to myself, yet still kind. I will kick my ass into shape when I need to, then congratulate and rest when it is time.
  10. I will take the time to care for myself. I will constantly relearn how to care for myself, because I am always changing, and that is okay.

(via recoveryisbeautiful)

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todayis-nevertoolate: “If this gets 10k notes by tomorrow, I won’t kill myself”“I know it won’t, but if this gets 5k notes by the 9th, I will stop cutting myself.” There isn’t a single decent minded human being out there who wants you to kill yourself or continue to harm yourself or whatever your post is being made for. We all want you to be safe and happy. The problem with this approach is that notes are not going to fix you. Notes are not going to take the pain away or fix your problems or make you happy or change your thoughts. For things to get better, you need to tackle the causes and work at it. Notes might make you feel better for a little while, but it doesn’t change the fact that your problems are still there. Ask for help, not notes. Reach out. Talk to someone. Ask for advice. Call a suicide hotline. Not only will it help you feel better, but you will be improving yourself at the same time. (:  There is always someone out there who cares about you, you don’t need notes to see that. Stay strong. Things get better(: I love you, and my ask box is always open! <33
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Practice Self Love: Before I go to sleep, I want to say:

practice-self-love:

Thank you legs, for carrying me around all day. I know that you rub together, so much that sometimes you rub holes in my jeans, but you are sturdy and you help me to walk, so thank you. You must be so strong to hold up the upper half of my body, and I appreciate you.

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fyoured.com: Low Meal Plans

fyoured:

(Writing this as a follow-up to the previous question.)

Many thanks to Natalie, who also pointed this out:

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Dieticians that give you low ‘recovery’ (cough) meal plans - by this I mean, <2000 calories, and therefore in the ‘subclinical starvation’ range - always have one of two reasons…

(Source: fyoured)

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COUNSELLING BLOG: 8 Ways to be more productive with less effort

onlinecounsellingcollege:

1.Sort out your priorities. Make time to honestly reflect on your life, and to think about what is important to you. Where are you going? What do you want? What are the steps that will take you there?

2. Focus on the essential tasks. Next, think about your short term responsibilities. Ask…

(via chelsi-max)

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I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full. -Sylvia Plath (via kelixir)

(Source: toyoufromb, via startlivingforme)