beautyinthebellejar:

Does anyone else out there with PTSD get random tremors?  I used to have severe ones but they’ve dwindled.  Every now and then, though, I’ll just start shaking.  I’m assuming it’s some sort of hyper arousal thing similar to a startle response but ugh, it’s annoying.

Oh man, it’s kinda comforting to see someone else talk about this. Not that I’m wishing it on others, but my recovery buddy and I both have this happen. For us, it seems to be connected to certain triggers, not exactly random but also not part of the big Triggers, you know? Like when she gets stressed or anxious, even if she feels fine mood wise and isn’t having flashbacks or anything, she’ll get full-body tremors. And when I get really emotional, beyond my ability to cope (dissociation is my major symptom, so I’m re-learning how to feel emotions, which is fun), I start shaking like I’m freezing. She also does the full-body tremor thing when she’s in full freak-out mode, but it’s been happening more and more randomly.

Anyway, at least I know other trauma survivors do this too. I haven’t seen it in any of the literature about ptsd I’ve read, but I’m guessing you’re right that it’s a hyper-arousal thing.

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hugtherobots:

I know it’s trendy to fight the system and cry that we are all becoming slaves of technology, but this attitude overlooks that computers and phones are tools for communicating. When someone thinks I’m an idiot smiling at a machine, I’m actually smiling at my girlfriend who is 10000 miles away and whom I would have never met if not for these newfangled electronics. As they say: when the wise man points to the moon, the fool looks at the finger.
This is a topic that I’ve been wanting to tackle for a while now; much credit to this excellent post for bringing it to the front of my brain.

hugtherobots:

I know it’s trendy to fight the system and cry that we are all becoming slaves of technology, but this attitude overlooks that computers and phones are tools for communicating. When someone thinks I’m an idiot smiling at a machine, I’m actually smiling at my girlfriend who is 10000 miles away and whom I would have never met if not for these newfangled electronics. As they say: when the wise man points to the moon, the fool looks at the finger.

This is a topic that I’ve been wanting to tackle for a while now; much credit to this excellent post for bringing it to the front of my brain.

4:36am
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hugtherobots:

I know it’s trendy to fight the system and cry that we are all becoming slaves of technology, but this attitude overlooks that computers and phones are tools for communicating. When someone thinks I’m an idiot smiling at a machine, I’m actually smiling at my girlfriend who is 10000 miles away and whom I would have never met if not for these newfangled electronics. As they say: when the wise man points to the moon, the fool looks at the finger.
This is a topic that I’ve been wanting to tackle for a while now; much credit to this excellent post for bringing it to the front of my brain.

hugtherobots:

I know it’s trendy to fight the system and cry that we are all becoming slaves of technology, but this attitude overlooks that computers and phones are tools for communicating. When someone thinks I’m an idiot smiling at a machine, I’m actually smiling at my girlfriend who is 10000 miles away and whom I would have never met if not for these newfangled electronics. As they say: when the wise man points to the moon, the fool looks at the finger.

This is a topic that I’ve been wanting to tackle for a while now; much credit to this excellent post for bringing it to the front of my brain.

mentalillnessmouse:

depressioncomix:

depression comix #159
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Existing is’t easy. Thank you for being here today. I hope to see you tomorrow <3

mentalillnessmouse:

depressioncomix:

depression comix #159

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Existing is’t easy. Thank you for being here today. I hope to see you tomorrow <3

The popular phrase ‘overcoming a disability’ is used most often to describe someone with a disability who seems competent and successful in some way, in a sentence something like “She has overcome her disability and is a great success.” (…) The ideas embedded in the ‘overcoming’ rhetoric are of personal triumph over a personal condition. The idea that someone can overcome a disability has not been generated within the community; it is a wish fulfillment generated from the outside. It is a demand that you be plucky and resolute, and not let the obstacles get in your way. If there are no curb cuts at the corner of the street so that people who use wheelchairs can get across, then you should learn to do wheelies and jump the curbs. If there are no sign language interpreters for deaf students at the high school, then you should study harder, read lips, and stay up late copying notes from a classmate. When disabled people internalize the demand to “overcome” rather than demand social change, they shoulder same kind of exhausting and selfdefeating “Super Mom” burden that feminists have analyzed.
I like “clingy” people.

praiseyeezusandshit:

I love it when people are affectionate with me. I like when they always invite me places, or text me, or call call me, I wouldn’t even mind if they blew up my fb wall with hearts and what not. I would rather have that person than someone who makes me text them first all the time and replies back like 10 fucking minutes later. 

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thelatestkate:

Applause for 2013, The Worst Year of My Life.

Amen.

thelatestkate:

Applause for 2013, The Worst Year of My Life.

Amen.

normal is an illusion

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themoonphase:

foreversearchingforanswers:

toxicteardrops:

l-ovelynialler:

from left to right;
I am afraid to hold my boyfriend’s hand.
My friend’s parents sent her away.
I found death threats in my locker.
I submitted to electroshock therapy.
I lost half my friends after coming out.
My grandmother sends me hate mail.
My school won’t let me take my date to prom.
I am not here anymore.
My dad tried to beat it out of me. 
No one is proud of me.
This showed up on my blog again. Forever reblog.
The “I am not here anymore.” 

Oh my. This hit hard.

i don’t even care that this isn’t black and white.read this

"I am not here anymore" &lt;/3

themoonphase:

foreversearchingforanswers:

toxicteardrops:

l-ovelynialler:

from left to right;

I am afraid to hold my boyfriend’s hand.

My friend’s parents sent her away.

I found death threats in my locker.

I submitted to electroshock therapy.

I lost half my friends after coming out.

My grandmother sends me hate mail.

My school won’t let me take my date to prom.

I am not here anymore.

My dad tried to beat it out of me.

No one is proud of me.

This showed up on my blog again. Forever reblog.

The “I am not here anymore.” 

Oh my. This hit hard.

i don’t even care that this isn’t black and white.
read this

"I am not here anymore" </3

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flirtytwink:

I just wanna do cute things with you like crush the patriarchy, fight for gender equality and help to destroy racism

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until-i-can-be-quiet:

The 8 White Identities, by Barnor Hesse. Breaking down the white gaze.

until-i-can-be-quiet:

The 8 White Identities, by Barnor Hesse. Breaking down the white gaze.