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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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the-duke-of-deodorant: “ lunaticshrimphere: “ xxcopycat7151xx: “ runrunrun-asfastasyoucan: “ lah-disputes: “ I decided to create a masterpost that would help you with what you are struggling with. Hopefully any of the links below will help...
lah-disputes

I decided to create a masterpost that would help you with what you are struggling with. Hopefully any of the links below will help you!

Reminder; You’re going to be okay. What you are going through will pass, just remember to breathe. 

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Distractions;

Here are some distractions to help keep your mind occupied so you aren’t too focused on your thoughts. 

Sleep issues; 

 

Uncomfortable with silence; 

Anxiety; 


Sad, angry and depressed/depression; 


Isolation and loneliness; 

 

Self-harm;


Addiction; 

 

Eating disorders; 

 

Dealing with self-hatred;  

 

Suicidal; 

 

Schizophrenia;


OCD;


Borderline personality disorder; 

Abuse; 

 

Bullying;

 

Loss and grief; 

(Other loss and grief)

 

Getting help; 


Things you need to remember; 

  • - Don’t stress about being fixed because you’re not broken.
  • -Remember to remind yourself of your accomplishments. Tell yourself that you’re proud of yourself, even if you’re not. 
  • - This is temporary. You won’t always feel like this. 
  • -You are not alone. 
  • -You are enough. 
  • -You are important. 
  • -You are worth it. 
  • -You are strong. 
  • -You are not a failure, 
  • -Good people exist. 
  • -Reaching out shows strength. 
  • -Breathe. 
  • -Don’t listen to the thoughts that are not helping you. 
  • -Give yourself credit. 
  • -Don’t be ashamed of your emotions, for the good or bad ones. 
  • -Treat yourself the same way as you would treat a good friend. 
  • -Focus on the things you can change. 
  • -Let go of toxic people. 
  • -You don’t need to hide, you’re allowed to feel the way you do. 
  • -Try not to beat yourself up. 
  • -Something is always happening, you don’t want to miss out on what’s going to happen next. 
  • -You are not a bother.
  • -Your existence is more than your appearance. 
  • -You are smart. 
  • -You are loved. 
  • -You are wanted. 
  • -You are needed. 
  • -Better days are coming. 
  • -Just because your past is dark, doesn’t mean your future isn’t bright. 
  • -You have more potential than you think. 
  • - Your value doesn’t decrease based on someone’s inability to see your worth.


Please remember to look after yourself and know that you are more than worth it and you deserve to be happy. Keep smiling butterflies x

 
runrunrun-asfastasyoucan

God bless the person who made this

xxcopycat7151xx

It makes me happy to think how much time this person put into making sure strangers were okay. Now it’d just be rude not to even try it, wouldn’t it.

lunaticshrimphere

Wow… this is so amazing. Thank you.

the-duke-of-deodorant

I really need this and I think people on my blog will too

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bastardbvby

during the last week of karl’s senior year of high school multiple fights broke out amongst students during lunch and the teachers didn’t know how to handle it so they locked all the kids inside and waited for the cops to show up im- literally every time we learn something new about his high school experience im in awe

bastardbvby

he kept victorious posters in his locker because kids would call bomb threats into the school and when the cops looked through everyone’s lockers he wanted them to be entertained when they got to his i fucking can’t 😭😭😭

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theminecraftbee

It is 2:34 AM. Grian is awake. Why is he awake? He doesn’t want to be awake. He’d been asleep a moment ago. Something is whispering in the back of his head. He’d…

An alarm sounds. Grian jumps about three feet in the air, wildly flapping his wings in his momentary panic, and then winces as he hears a lamp fall over. Dangit, he’d thought he’d finally moved all the fragile objects in his starter house so that he wouldn’t - why is an alarm going off?

He stumbles across his house to where a screen is lit up and there’s a siren blaring. Shut it off, shut it… “Wait, hold on,” he says, as his brain finally processes which siren has gone off. “The - the Rift! The Rift monitoring device! I didn’t even think that would actually work, I stole that from Doc two seasons ago,” he babbles to himself, scrambling to read the numbers telling him that, across the server, the Rift he’d started monitoring was apparently doing… number… things.

Thinking about it, he has no idea why the Entity wanted him to study the unknowable this season. He has absolutely no clue what he’s doing. However, look! It’s working! Maybe that’s why?

“Oh my gosh,” he says, finally managing to make the alarm stop alarm-ing. “Okay. Okay, to - to Scar’s nether portal? Should I just fly? Maybe I should just, yeah, I should…” He grabs the things the Entity had suggested he use for his studies off the table. One more monitoring thingy he’d swiped from Doc, a set of tools Pearl had lent him, some things he’d invented with a bit of prodding - okay. Okay! Time to go check out the rift between worlds.

He stumbles out of his house, clumsily avoiding hitting the door with his wings. He brushes his hand across the Entity to make sure the thing’s paying attention, because, once again, Grian stole most of this from Area 77 and has no idea what he’s doing, and then he opens his wings and stumbles into the air towards his megabase and the Rift.

The server at 2 AM is nearly quiet, Grian thinks. Not quite properly quiet, mind you - he can see Keralis’s lights on at the log shop and hear the faint sound of axes, for example, and xB is doing… something… on top of his starter base (he’s glowing? Grian has questions and no time to ask them), but it’s quiet-er. Never quite totally still. Hermitcraft is never totally still. But it’s quiet and still in a way it isn’t during the day, and it makes the anticipation Grian and the thing in his head are feeling even stronger.

It only takes a few minutes to get to his base. The cold night air has properly awoken Grian now. He swoops inside and stands in front of the glowing purple hole between worlds he’d been guided to, and it’s pulsating, flashing, burning in a way Grian’s never seen before. No wonder whatever the thing was he’d stolen had been going off. It’s… mesmerizing. It’s hard not to look at it. It’s…

…wrong?

Wait, what - what does that mean? Of course it’s wrong, Grian reasons with the thoughts he’s learned belong to the Entity, but it’s supposed to be! That’s the whole point! It’s a gap between worlds! But it’s also the wrong thing, something that isn’t supposed to - well yes, wasn’t that the point? Honestly! No, there’s something wrong wrong, the thing coming through wasn’t what they’d been waiting for. Oh, is that so? That’s news to Grian! Grian didn’t know they were waiting for anything specific! Grian doesn’t know what he’s do -

Every one of the devices Grian has with him briefly screams, in simultaneous human shouts, and then shuts down altogether. Grian stands, frozen.

The Rift looks at him. The Rift looks at the Entity, too, even though the Entity is only here in Grian’s head. Grian subconsciously puffs his wings out, widening them and flaring the eyespots on them right back at the Rift, instinctively trying to make himself too big and scary to look at, not prey, he isn’t prey -

Then the world flashes around Grian, and he can’t see anything at all, and the ground is shaking, and Grian can’t see to keep his balance but his wings start flapping desperately to keep him upright anyway, and if this kills him he’s going to kill the Entity right back and also will owe Mumbo so much money so this can’t be how Grian dies forever, it can’t, it can’t!

Desperately, he starts to try to use his wings to go backwards.

And then everything is still.

Grian looks up. All of the electronics are working again. The Rift looks like it did when Grian first found it. There are only two signs that something is wrong.

The first is the Entity in the back of Grian’s head, expressing what can only be described as mute, baffled terror.

The second is that there is another Grian standing right in front of Grian, wearing thin desert clothing, wide-eyed, with his own wings flared out the way Grian had only a moment earlier, standing in front of someone who could only be Scar, if only Scar had ever been that grey-colored.

The two of them stare at each other. He recovers first.

“What?”