recoverystuff-deactivated202108:

How to activate your “happiness chemicals”…

DOPAMINE ~ the reward chemical

  • Complete a task
  • Doing self care acitivites
  • Eating some food
  • Celebrating your little wins.

OXYTOCIN ~ the love hormones

  • Playing with a dog
  • Playing with a baby
  • Holding hands
  • Hugging someone
  • Giving someone else a compliment

SEROTONIN ~ the mood stabiliser

  • Meditating
  • Running
  • Be in the sun
  • Walk in nature
  • Swimming

ENDORPHIN ~ the pain relief

  • Laughing exercises
  • Essential oils
  • Eating dark chocolate
  • Running

(via dr3ams-c0me-tru)


just-shower-thoughts:

Life doesn’t end at 23. 30 isn’t old. Fetishising youth as the ultimate desirable characteristic in a person is actively harmful to both young and old people. Some of us lost our teenage years to abuse and recovery, and can only begin living when we’re at a different life stage.


thebiglonely:
“Image drawn by Norwegian cartoonist Morten Morland.
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thebiglonely:

Image drawn by Norwegian cartoonist Morten Morland.


kingwilliamv:

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Rest easy Prince Philip, thank you for your service.

❤️ ❤️


Only way to survive a glass ceiling is to have a hard head



just-shower-thoughts:

Today’s date is a palindrome no matter where you are in the world: 02022020


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Sunsets keep my spirit alive ✨

🖤 🖤 🖤

There’s a seal that loves to explore this area and he was filled with adventure today, he swam around on the surface of the water keeping his head out for the final moments of sunset almost like he was admiring it too. Nature is such a beautiful thing, we’re surrounded by magical moments, this one I just happened to observe! Had I not been with family I don’t think they would believe such beauty could collide in one outing! I don’t live life for the perfect moments but this one was breathtaking.


You’re instagram posts hit me in the chest

Once again, lightning cracks and branches out, down my arms and spine

Every time I see your name I sacrifice my happiness for one last update

One last time to test how it feels when I see you moved on

Curiosity is killing me slowly

How could anyone be so curious about their own poison

How many times can one person stab themselves in the heart before understanding that it leads to heartache


wethinkwedream:

wethinkwedream:

ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.

whenever i post this it works 
reblog if u want to feel good things & the universe will bring u something sweet 

(via themooninvitesthe-madness)


Your poetry is quirky & ironic, intelligent yet relatable

Mine is a lullaby that would haunt the sweetest dreams, a tune so light it lingers behind the scenes of your mind


You dont get to silence me and demand to always be heard.

You dont get to fluctuate so violently, expecting me to bend and twist, to duck & dive as and when you please

Your mood does not get to decide who I am today.

My boundaries do not make me demanding.

My self protection does not make me selfish.

I am responsible for my own mind, health and happiness.

You don’t get to decide if i am a good person.

I do not need your permission or approval.

I have my own.

You are not entitled to my life!


Replace but please remember me

For the first time it doesnt hurt when you call someone else your bestfriend

My stomach doesn’t turn when i see your face or hear your name

My heart doesnt sink so low when you let me down

My dreams don’t turn to nightmares when you disapear fading into the past

My favourite memories with you don’t haunt me like they used to,

The wounds are not so deep

My heart is not so heavy

The grief turned to anger is now peace

Acceptance that you will always be the bestest of my best friends even when we’re not friends


Dear best friend

I’m not saying I don’t care, I’m saying I can’t cope. I need to breathe. It’s not you it’s me, I’m suffocating alone in open air. I think more about your problems than my own. I feel guilt when I am not consumed by your life. I need to prioritise myself or I won’t make it through, I need to get a grip of myself before I’m completely gone. Please let me. Please understand. Please love me enough to allow me to save myself.


Can’t believe I spent all day yesterday painting my room light pink while listening to Lana del Rey! I really am 100% that bitch even when I’m crying crazy

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