Everyone who suffers from social anxiety needs a friend who will
- help them order food when it’s too scary
- walk with them through crowded places
- help them laugh it off when they make a mistake
- not get tired of answering “no, you’re not annoying, silly goose! You’re adorable and I love you” no matter how many times it’s needed
and if you’re that friend, bless u for being fab <3
Kaiser, a police dog, being saluted as he walks to be laid to rest after being diagnosed with severe kidney disease.
this is the first post to actually make me cry
I’ve seen on my dash that a lot of you are going through exams, and so am I. So I located a few websites to de-stress and thought I’d share them with you
The Quiet Place Project
this website should give you a minute just to clear your head
let out all your thoughts and watch them dissolve
need some encouraging words? click on the link
if you really need help, the website above is amazing. making an account is free and it allows you to anonymously post messages for people to respond to. I have an account myself and I can honestly say the other people on here are really helpful
Other calming websites
this is sand
the most calming website ever (no seriously, try it)
mix and match calming sounds
gives me hope
an uplifting website to restore your faith in humanity
here, have some strangers be nice to you
relaxing background noises to keep you calm
stress-relieving pattern maker
instead of cutting
this is a tumblr blog that i go to whenever i’m triggered or depressed or whatever. it’s really calming and just a good distraction
Revision and motivation
if you can’t motivate yourself to write, click this. it gives you a cute kitty picture after every 100 words
just a wiki-how, but it’s useful
- drink a cup of tea
- re-read your favourite book (or fanfiction)
- take a break from whatever you’re doing and scroll tumblr
- watch your favourite movie
- write down everything you’re feeling
- take a nap
- do something that you care about (don’t do something just because you have to, but do it just because you want to)
I’m crying so hard right now guys, it’s taking a lot of effort to type properly, my vision’s all blurry from the tears and not wearing my glasses
This is my arm, covered in butterflies as part of The Butterfly Project. All are in various states of fading, except for that shiny new one, with the polka dots, which is why I’m crying.
I just got back from walking to Cosmo’s, a cafe near my house that I go to often. While I was sitting there, waiting for my drink, a man (who seemed maybe in his mid to late thirties, like 36 at the most) tapped my shoulder. I was already on-edge because I was by myself, something I don’t do often, so a strange man talking to me made me jumpy.
He had a serious look on his face, and he pointed to my arm. “Those butterflies on your arm. Are they for The Butterfly Project?”
Still flustered, and now embarrassed, I told him yes they were. “For yourself, or did you do them for your friend?” he asked. I told him that they were for myself.
“Can I sit?” he asked, and I said something like “Yeah, sure.” cause I was still all nervous and stuff
He then pulls a black Sharpie out of his pocket. “Would you please let me draw a butterfly on your arm?”
I almost started crying right there. A complete stranger wanted to give me a butterfly. I told him yes and gave him my arm, and he drew that beautiful polka-dotted butterfly right there.
I asked him how he knew of The Butterfly Project, and he told me this:
“I found out about it last year. My… My son committed suicide, because some kids at his school were bullying him because they found out he was gay. After that, I looked up as many suicide prevention and self-harm help things I could. I don’t want anyone to commit suicide or harm themselves for any reason.”
I didn’t know what to say- I’m not very god with words. I told him I was sorry that he had to lose his son like that, and I thanked him profusely for the butterfly.
We talked for a while about things; self-harm, homosexuality, bullying. When I had to go, I stood and he hugged me and said “I love you. Please, don’t ever harm yourself again. I know it’s hard, resisting the urge, but please stay strong for me.”
I had to bite my tongue to hold back the tears. I said I’d try my hardest, and he smiled and left.
I never asked his name. I wish I would have, because that man is one of the kindest, most beautiful souls I have ever met. I wish I could thank him again.
Oh my god, that is so beautiful…
This is the reason projects like this exist.
This is Olivia Penpraze. You’ve probably heard of her. She commited suicide because of bullying. She thought she’s ugly and fat. Society made her think that way. She also thought she’s not worth living. Everybody is worth living. And so are you. Never let anyone tell you different
Smile, you are precious and flawless. You’re meant to live
You see liv on your dash?you fucking reblog.