Holy fuck, I AM getting help. This is my place to vent. If you don’t like it you can leave.

I’ve just recently noticed that I’m the type of person to silently be going through the worst time in my life without having to show it one bit
Im at the point where I want nothing to do with other people. I dont want to go anywhere with anyone, I dont want to speak to anyone and I dont have the energy to deal with people. I’m just done
If you’re a Non-Muslim and you see a Muslim praying in public, could you please not pass in front of them?
Go behind them, but not in front. 👍
Oh, signal boost! I didn’t know this.
Okay, but also: if you see a Muslim praying in public and they have something in front of them, like a purse or a bag or something like that, you can pass in front of them, but pass in front of that object.
it’s called a sutrah, and it’s meant to act as a physical barrier between the person praying and someone who might happen to pass in front.
Also, if you did this and didn’t know, please don’t beat yourself up over it. Now you know! Muslims aren’t supposed to pass in front of Muslims praying, either, because prayer is communication with God and you don’t want to break that connection.
Spread culture, respect customs, be good people. Simple as that.
Didn’t know this.
Okay! I didn’t know this, thank you for educating us
That constant struggle between “I can’t show my symptoms or I’ll be a burden” and “why doesn’t anyone realize I’m suffering?”
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This
Just a friendly reminder that the brain of those who have suffered trauma is physically different than a “normal brain”. Trauma and abuse has a severe, long-term psychological and neurological effect. This is why you have difficulty concentrating, why you have trouble sleeping, why you can’t seem to stay focused, why you cry at the drop of the hat, why you’re not satisfied with yourself, why you think everything is your fault, why you think you’re toxic, why you’re full of regret and you don’t know why.
And get this. When you experienced this trauma, no matter how long it happened or how many times, your brain instantaneously made judgments about the world, your sense of self, and others. This is why you’re paranoid. Why you trust no one. Why you perceive things to exist that aren’t true in reality. It’s why people say you’re crazy, over-dramatic, or too emotional.
You may not heal in a day, but know this: it is not your fault. Your brain is responding to trauma.
I have a lot of 13 and 14 year olds following me so here is a message for them
- don’t do drugs even though tumblr makes it look cool
- mental illness is romanticized on here but please get help if you think you have one
- even if it looks like everyone knows what their label is it is ok not to know or just not to have one
- please focus on school but not so hard you have a mental break down every night
- Smoking is not cool
- cutting is not cool get help
- eating disorders can kill you get help
- if you think about dying or killing yourself that is not normal and get help
- if your friends treat you like shit find new ones
- you do not need to date
- Being trans is ok
- having no idea what you want to do with your life is ok
- never send nudes in is illegal and they can be posted anywheres
- dont have sex you don’t understand the risks yet
- Please stay alive it is worth it
This post has gotten a lot of note and also a lot of tags about how do I get help. If you are school aged talk to a school guidance or adjustment counselor. If you are not sure who is best to talk to in your school you can also ask the office at your school. Go down by yourself or with friends and just say “I am feeling depressed who should I talk to?”. Saying this gets you student confidentiality which means people in the office tell you who to talk to and legal can never talk to another person about it. Now go talk to the person they said to talk to. Please you are worth so much more then you know.
Depression is like holding a gun and pointing it at your own head, and everyday is a struggle to not pull the damn trigger.

