Coping Mechanism - Blog Posts

Regressing at Grandpa's house😁

someone: you can’t use fictional characters as a coping mechanism

me: allow me to demostrate

For whoever needs to hear this!

Shoutout to autistic folk /(littles /cgs /pets) who

Have selective /situational mutism

Struggle with group works

Eat oddly (ie with a bowl and a spoon no matter the food)

Who stim a lot in public

Who are afraid /unused to stimming in public

Who struggle with sensory input and can't do daily tasks

Who feel like they'll never be loved for who they are

Don't give up it's alright you are not weird you are you and that's enough

Judge me if you must, but I think this is a cute head canon.

Morticia(Mortarion) is super grunge, sure, but i can totally see her after an isolating and stressful day leading a gruesome atrition campaign, settling down with her colouring book, plushy and playing old holotapes of some mindless imperial propaganda cartoon(think old loony toons)

This may not be a popular way to unwind, but it's her's.

*Me taking care of myself and actually listening to my body's basic needs* Wow I actually feel great"

My mental illnesses and unhealthy habits:

Ah yes, my favorite coping mechanism, idrees

Did this in english class

This is me, right now

You can't hurt people that already hurt (a lot). Just say what did you guys have in your mind already, You telepathic eyes-reading husbands.

healthy coping looks different for everyone right, but i really wish it was easier to figure out what was right for me without all this trial and error stuff 😭

Meaning

I hope you be happy with her even if I dont mean it. I want to see you cry and suffer as much as I do. That its what I meant to say. I'm sorry...

Just cut off several inches of hair to cope, feeling good /ref

Our ends were dead anyways so you know. Maybe coping with the fact that every time we love someone it ends horribly by chopping off the hair we said we'd grow out wasn't a good idea, but hey, I look pretty still

whole life convincing yourself that you’re emotionless, cold and unbothered only to realise many years later that you created that version of yourself because in reality you couldn’t bare the thought of being vulnerable in any way

and when you finally realise that it’s not something to be proud of you also realise that it’s too late to re-learn everything

you feel great shame because you finally see that you weren’t actually strong - all of it was a weakness. the thing you hated the most. you couldn’t embrace it

and worst of all - you realise that you’ve become exactly like the person who hurt you in the beginning

Sometimes u need a weighted blanket to flatten the emotions into a thin little pancake so they don’t condense into something unmanageable

(very) old drawing, but me if I were a snake (jk it's Crowley)

Fanfiction writers be like:

"here's the immensely time consuming 100K word novel-length passion project I'm working on between my real life job and family! It eats up hundreds of hours of my one and only life, causes me emotional harm, and I gain basically nothing from it! Also I put it on the internet for free so anyone can read if they want. Hope you love it!" :)

For those of you struggling

These aren’t just for fashion. TW below cut

Trigger warnings: self harm, depression, suicide, and other sensitive content.

Hi there y’all reading this. These rings you see on my hands are not there for the aesthetics although the coloration isn’t bad if you’re looking to be glamorous.

Now that wasn’t my intention. I actually have been struggling recently with my mental health. Stress between class, the fact that I have to take a year off because my finances just are not there for school, and the fact that my meds are no longer working for me has caused me to really decline mentally. I relapsed last night and I had no support system in this time zone that was available to me. I struggle letting anyone in because I have lost people close to me because I drain them because I struggle daily with my mental health.

Well one friend could tell I was struggling more than I was letting on and she stuck with me through some of my really bad days. I received a package today with the note “I love you and I thought you could use this”.

Inside had these little rings. Her counselor had gifted one to her during the course of treatment to help with negative coping mechanisms. I was gifted these for when I want to cut by my friend who wanted to support me. I struggle daily with the urge and I fell back a few steps. These rings really help deal with the urges tonight because there is a replacement factor. Instead of physically cutting I can roll these along my fingers and get a pointed sensation without causing any damage.

I tried the ice cube replacement and it worked for a while but I used it so often that I was actually damaging myself. I tried this tonight and no matter how hard I pushed I couldn’t hurt myself but I was given that sanctification and the feeling of control I have when I cut. I wanted to post about these on this platform because I have my biggest following here.

Here is the link to buy a pack on amazon (with prime!). I was lucky to have found these. The stims are helpful for replacement and symptom management. I also use chewing stims to help with me tearing apart the inside of my mouth because of anxiety, chewing on my nails, and the skin around them. That is an example of a thicker one because I am aggressive and when I am really anxious I clench my jaw, this allows me to not trigger my TMJ symptoms because it softens my clenching. If I am anxious as well I also love the fidget cube another lovely friend of mine gave me to help calm my nerves without having to cause too much a ruckus... I love it because it allows me to ground myself with sensation or allow me to move the anxious energy out.

I really recommend these if you are struggling with self harm or symptom management like I am. These are valuable tools that I can use to self soothe and help myself make progress. Mental illness is a daily influence and right now I don’t have the energy to fight but I have good people kicking my ass to keep me going.

Coping mechanism in Ruslan and Ludmila (1972)

here we go, i guess

my therapist suggested i make an anonymous blog to write about my experiences growing up in an abusive household, because i'm still trying to sort some shit out, and i keep feeling compelled to tell my story. but i can't publicly, because it wouldn't be safe for me. so here we are.

i feel old, the last time I had an active tumblr account was like 2012, lmao. this is weird.