#cptsd

ToadlyturtleToadlyturtle
2026-03-15

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Sabi's hotel will be 4wks past due in just 46hrs!

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Drew šŸ‡µšŸ‡­ ā™¾ļødrewtowler@mas.to
2026-03-15

#autism #neurodivergent #cptsd

Me: (had a severe #AuDHD meltdown, my worst for a while)

Her: You have to learn to control it.

Me:

Protyus A. GendherProtyusAGendher
2026-03-15

I trained to be Mom's labor coach. I had been through the classes with her and Dad for the first birth. I would have to be Dad this time. Mom and I actually got pretty close as a result.

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All these thoughts…

I've shared this before.... And I'll share it again... As this is something that happens to me a lot. When I am doing well, when I get enough good sleep, when I have less pain/discomforts, when I am doing well weight wise, and when I can get through the days feeling good and well... Then, my mind, my brain, will be more at ease. Sure, I'll still get these rambling train if thoughts that pass by like Max Verstappen in a F16... šŸ˜‰ But, I most likely will have more spoons, be more calm, to deal with these thoughts accordingly. But when I am struggling, on any or even all of the above, I am in constant battle with my thoughts. And, when you're low on spoons to begin with, it's even harder to manage these ramblings, as they're so messy and disruptive. šŸ˜” […]

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A vibrant comic-style illustration shows Pixy piloting a Red Bull Racing-themed fighter jet over a Dutch landscape. Pixy has rainbow hair and sparkling wings, wearing a purple camo hoodie and a black cap. They smile while steering the aircraft, which features the number 33 and Dutch flags. Below them, the green polder landscape is dotted with windmills and wind turbines. The text "All these thoughts..." is written in stylized font at the bottom. The jet is highly detailed with Red Bull branding and "RB16-NL" on the tail against a bright, cloudy sky.
2026-03-13

I think I’m starting to figure out why I’m so reserved/ā€coldā€ emotionally.

When I was a teenager, like 13-15, I was a HOPELESS romantic. I would write fully fledged, and ultimately fully produced and orchestrated songs for my crushes and create massive works of art across a variety of mediums that took months, sometimes years, to complete, at an age when most boys couldn’t be arsed to get a girl flowers unless their mothers or sisters prompted them, ESPECIALLY if that girl scared them shitless.

And I was intense about this art. If someone inspired a piece, they’d probably end up knowing. I was intense about EVERYTHING. I was often the teachers’ favorite, I knew the answers to most questions, I HAD done the homework, I had an excellent memory, and I wasn’t afraid to kick anyone’s ass if and when it came time for trivia in almost any subject. I was a pompous dick about it, too 🤣 I was gonna win by a mile and I knew it. I wasn’t the type of person in high school that guys wanted to date. Be friends with, if they were daring, but not date.

The transition from hopeless romantic to cynic came at about age 16-17 after endless rejections and being told to tone myself down over and over. I began to hate my happy, romantic side. After one final diplomatic rejection from the guy I had written ā€œMy Islandā€ about and being told to tone myself down one final time, I marched into my long term hairstylist’s office as soon as she was free and told her to cut all my damn hair off and give me the pixie cut I’d desperately wanted since my headmate Castor had cut our hair short like that when he was 10. I buried the rest of my sentimentality with that haircut, too, and started playing my cards close to my chest.

I still wrote huge things for my crushes, but that, too, stopped after I wrote my album The Places We Come Home To in 2018 for my first husband when I was 20.

I hated it so viscerally that it took two years to release a proper follow-up to it, Light on the Final Day, and I had written that record a few months BEFORE most of Places ever occurred to me.

It would take nearly three years after that for us to release any kind of proper follow-up to Light on the Final Day, something broke in me so badly. And it wasn’t even really me that wrote any of it, Metacognition (2023) is Eight’s masterpiece.

And for someone used to writing and recording several records a YEAR, this devastated me.

It’s taken being in several lovely partnerships to get me to uncover a FRACTION of that sentimentality. I still really can’t write happy things without cringing or feeling sick, but I’m getting there. I’m immensely grateful for their patience while I unfuck myself.

-Allēna

#beingCringe #cptsd #cringe #cringeButFree #Emerson #Fang #happyArt #originalMusic #OurArt #polyamory #Processing #processingtrauma #sappyShit #SliceOfLife
ToadlyturtleToadlyturtle
2026-03-13

For fam, being half thru Mar & still needing for Feb hotel is dangerous!

As of 03-12-26 11:00 AM ET
$3,106 Needed
$2,209 Past Due & fees
$1,919 min to avoid fees
$675 more Due Tuesday

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2026-03-12

Alone. Completely alone.

I wish I had someone I could really, actually talk to.

Sometimes I miss my therapist, but then I remember how she would get uncomfortable and respond, "well I'm a Christian" when I would start on MAGA and Christian Nationalism contributing to my existential depression…

And am I going to find a therapist in fuck-nowhere-Kansas with different views? Nope.


#adhd #autism #audhd #cptsd #religious-trauma #depression #isolation #exhaustion #grief #rejection #broken
thomas yager-maddentym@tilde.zone
2026-03-12

that paradoxical moment where not having enough self-acceptance becomes another thing to hold against myself #schizoid #cptsd

thomas yager-maddentym@tilde.zone
2026-03-12

OK so one kind of weird centering/grounding thing I found that helps me sort of re-engage my adult forebrain when I’m spiraling into a #cptsd flashbacky moment, is I count backwards from 105 by 7s. Lately I guess I’ve been doing that so often, this morning when I got to zero I tried counting back up by 7s, and found that felt like it was actually more challenging to remember how to do. Not as if it were a real puzzle, but the gears were just noticeably slower going in that direction

I dollet myself up to talk with my social worker about my goals and how to achieve them and later go to a creative workshop and see if it's something I want to pursuit 🩷

#mentalhealth #schizophrenia #adhd #cptsd #trauma #depression #ootd #anxiety #recovery #psychology #mentor #recoverymentor #redhair #fashion #fashionphotography
Celestia QuixsCelestiaQuixs
2026-03-12

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