Your Abuser Can Have Depression. They Can Have A Variety Of Disorders. And You Know What? It’s Never

Possible Names for The Avengers 4

Avengers 4: They all Dead

Avengers 4: What life would been like if your favorites lived

Avengers 4: Sorry not Sorry

Avengers 4: Peter still crying over Tony

Avengers 4: Tony still crying over Steve

Avengers 4: The Afterlife

Avengers 4: Dr. Strange has had enough

Avengers 4: *The entire Bring Me to Life song*

Avengers 4: It was all a dream

Avengers 4: Peters coma

Avengers 4: The way they were

Avengers 4: And you thought they died

Avengers 4: Thanos trying to extinct the ghosts now

Avengers 4: lol remember that last movie

Avengers 4: Iron Man 4

Avengers 4: Peter recruits new Avengers cause he’s lonely

Avengers 4: What do we tell Aunt May?

Avengers 4: Bitch you thought

Avengers 4: Loki tricked them… Again

Avengers 4: MJ draws all Dead Avengers and shows it to Peter

Avengers 4: Surviors Guilt

Avengers 4: Tony’s biggest guilt trip

Avengers 4: That wasn’t supposed to happen

Avengers 4: *T’Challas voice* This is why Wakanda stays closed you douches

“little beast” richard siken / “samson” regina spektor / “fatima and manoubia” by alexandre roubtzoff / “break my heart” joy harjo / sappho trans. anne carson / “ginger and olive oil” by moju manuli

I wonder if this is common: As a kid I would lose all emotions for periods of weeks or even months, I would feel nothing and live as a zombie, it felt like nothing mattered and nothing could touch me. During these periods I had very little patience or consideration towards others, I would sometimes snap at people or fail to offer reassurance and comfort, and I’d feel incredibly guilty afterwards, but still couldn’t force myself to be kind and gentle at all times. I just wanted to be left alone and not hurt anyone. It would scare me, just how out of control everything was and how much I didn’t care, I would try to force myself to feel something, I would do dangerous things to myself to try and force a reaction, because it felt like I wasn’t a human being anymore, and as if I wasn’t even alive. I would eventually be able to snap out of these by sinking into fantasies and dreams of things that gave me hope, there wasn’t much but I wanted to stay human no matter what.

I understand today I had to be dissociated from my feelings to that degree to stay alive thru traumatic periods of my life. I have very little memories from these periods except occasional fear that I wouldn’t be able to come back to myself and feel things. Do you remember struggling with this? Is it more universal type of experience of childhood trauma?

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@/horrifically //  Igor Shcherbakov, Sinichka. (oil on canvas), 2019,  // Nicole Homer, Underbelly // Daniele Valeriani // @serratedpens // Takehiko Inoue, Vagabond illustration

How to spot signs and symptoms of Breast Cancer 

Quote from BoJack Horseman: Season 2, Episode 2

i look at you and i don’t want to admit that what we were has died somewhere, in between missed messages and long pauses and brief kisses. i want to go back to where we were happy and honeymooning, our fingers always so in awe of each other’s bodies, our mouths hungry, endlessly searching for ways to make the other person happy. i hate knowing it all adds up to nothing. that we can be in love but in the end we’re two people who are walking towards different highways. i tell you i think we’re crumbling but we both avert our eyes. it’s not polite to stare at tragedy. i kiss you and keep a countdown and know you’re here but you’re already leaving.

Trauma things #73: You became a writer because no one listened.

a mess

Me trying to figure out how loki has all these powers yet decides to stab Thanos