been on a CPTSD healing journey in somatic therapy and for the first time in my life, I’ve made peace with not being able to control how other people feel. by surrendering control and ending the habit of intellectualizing my feelings, I ride the wave of each embodied feeling, letting myself cry or shake or groove or stretch. as a result, I’ve found it easier to avoid self-betraying (by people pleasing or fawning).
I’ve found my center 🥲
May 28, 2025
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I have really delayed so much of my healing by clinging to certain people or ideas, forgetting that life doesn’t often turn out the way that you imagine. (It can be better than you imagine if you simply let it happen!!) I have been living my life in devotion to “what-ifs” and half baked desires instead of just enjoying who I am, what I have and what’s in front of me. No more of that!!! What good can come out of forcing it? I’m trying to go with the flow and give myself permission to change and accept the change around me and be happy.
Oct 24, 2024
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I’ve been trying to experience a sense of calmness and peace through relinquishing control. I’m not super comfortable with letting things go, so it’s been nice to surrender a little :)
Jun 15, 2023
i have never realized how insane i could become when i’m triggered, i’m glad for everything i went through and i love that i’m taking things as if they’re happening for me not to me so i know what parts of me needs more work. STEP OUT OF THE VICTIM’S MENTALITY
Mar 25, 2025
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extend the life of your clothes by covering holes or stains with embroidery floss and yarn while giving them new cool zombie flair! you don’t even have to be neat, the more imperfect the weave the more organic the result. the best mended garments are almost fungal, covered in sick multi-colored lichen.
Feb 8, 2025
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it’s not bed rotting to rest when you’re tired, run-down, or sick.
I can feel where capitalist dogma has seeped into me every time I feel doubt or shame for how much time I’ve spent in bed or doing very little, or the fear that I’ll never be motivated to do anything again. it’s not true! inevitably after only 3 days of solid rest I naturally crave activity, projects, organization, work, and not as penance.
rec for rest: screen time of any kind is not the rest I’m talking about… we’re talking rest as a monotask.
Feb 9, 2025
my fridge? a gallery.
tripping in the street? physical comedy workshop.
eating chips and salsa and guac? that tortilla is a brush, my guy, and your mouth is the easel.
May 15, 2025