We all have moments where we feel we've lost our mind, and a little mind rescue is the only way of getting us back on track. So open up and share your problems with the world because two brains are better than one. The more people that get involved the bigger the brainstorm and the better your chances of solving your dilemma. So click on the label help wanted on the right hand side of your computer screen, mobiles need to click on view web version located on the bottom of your screen.
Tuesday, 18 February 2020
Monday, 17 February 2020
BETTER YOURSELF
KICK START YOUR WEEK WITH A QUOTE A WEEK
"There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self."
Ernest Hemingway
"There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self."
Ernest Hemingway
Sunday, 16 February 2020
Saturday, 15 February 2020
THE UNDERLYING TRUTHS
Why focus on your trauma? Why let it beat you? Why spend hours upon hours every day/night going over what happened and wishing it hadn’t?
There is no point to that. The point is as a person you got through it. You pushed yourself beyond that measure, picked yourself back up, and came back stronger then ever. You still eat, sleep, and function as a person. Laughter is not the opposite to sadness, happiness is, and no one expects you to be happy after coming out the other side of something traumatic. But laughter? Jokes? No matter how dark, self deprecating, or even offensive they are? Those help. If you can laugh at yourself, one day even make cruel jokes about what you’ve been through? It makes it seem a little less scary. I myself have a fear of thunder due to traumatic events, but I make fun of myself and jokingly criticise myself into taking a deep breath, blocking out the noise, and pushing myself through every day. Strength isn’t a measure of how much you’ve healed or gotten past what you’ve been through, strength is measured by the fact you still get up and do your thing every damn day instead of letting it beat you. It’s okay to have weak moments, it’s okay to take days to yourself when you just can’t anymore, but don’t ever consider yourself weak. You’re still here. Still fighting. And getting stronger every single day.
There is no point to that. The point is as a person you got through it. You pushed yourself beyond that measure, picked yourself back up, and came back stronger then ever. You still eat, sleep, and function as a person. Laughter is not the opposite to sadness, happiness is, and no one expects you to be happy after coming out the other side of something traumatic. But laughter? Jokes? No matter how dark, self deprecating, or even offensive they are? Those help. If you can laugh at yourself, one day even make cruel jokes about what you’ve been through? It makes it seem a little less scary. I myself have a fear of thunder due to traumatic events, but I make fun of myself and jokingly criticise myself into taking a deep breath, blocking out the noise, and pushing myself through every day. Strength isn’t a measure of how much you’ve healed or gotten past what you’ve been through, strength is measured by the fact you still get up and do your thing every damn day instead of letting it beat you. It’s okay to have weak moments, it’s okay to take days to yourself when you just can’t anymore, but don’t ever consider yourself weak. You’re still here. Still fighting. And getting stronger every single day.
Miss S
Friday, 14 February 2020
FINALLY IT'S FRIDAY "FEED YOUR STARVING SOUL SOME POETRY"
JOHN DONNE
When I Died Last, And, Dear, I Die As Often As From Thee I Go Though It Be But An Hour Ago And Lovers Hours Be Full Eternity.
I Would Not That Death Should Take Me Asleep. I Would Not Have Him Merely Seize Me, And Only Declare Me To Be Dead, But Win Me, And Overcome Me. When I Must Shipwreck, I Would Do It In A Sea, Where Mine Impotency Might Have Some Excuse; Not In A Sullen Weedy Lake, Where I Could Not Have So Much As Exercise For My Swimming.
Love Built On Beauty, Soon As Beauty, Dies.
Take Me To You, Imprison Me, For I, Except You Enthrall Me, Never Shall Be Free, Nor Ever Chaste, Except You Ravish Me.
And New Philosophy Calls All In Doubt, The Element Of Fire Is Quite Put Out; The Sun Is Lost, And The Earth, And No Mans Wit Can Well Direct Him Where To Look For It.
Let Us Love Nobly, And Live, And Add Again Years And Years Unto Years, Till We Attain To Write Threescore: This Is The Second Of Our Reign.
Perchance, He For Whom This Bell Tolls May Be So Ill, As That He Knows Not It Tolls For Him...
More Than Kisses Letters Mingle Souls.
Thursday, 13 February 2020
WEAK MIND, WEAK SOCIETY
To the people who say "you should ask your toddler if you have permission to take photos of them " and "baa baa Black sheep" is wrong because a colour is used which may offend, and to the books that have been removed from a kids library because not all girls have to be princess's then you all need to gather, and apologies to all the people who have to treat your opinions seriously because if you think that way, your thought process needs attention. Some people are best to follow the crowd because their opinions will only lead to a weak minded society.
Wednesday, 12 February 2020
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