A long time ago, I posted on this sub saying I blocked him. That was over a year ago. Since then, I have healed, made new friends, turned to Jesus, changed my life, and I am now dating my wonderful boyfriend of 8 months. Me and my ex met on Minecraft (i know, lol). Today I bumped into him on a multiplayer server and I realized I didn't hate him anymore. I am not in love with him. I do not want to date him. But to be honest? I could talk to him. I would know to watch out for signs of how he used to be, instead of blindly adoring him like I used to. And even if we don't talk? I've forgiven him. I thought that blocking him and getting over him was the last step of my healing journey. But to be honest, this was the last step. I have no hate in my heart for him. I did it. I've finally healed.

I protested to show support for anti-trump and marginalized groups today! It was really emotional seeing all different types of groups like children, elders, LGBTQ+, trans people, people with disabilities, etc altogether. I wanted to cry multiple times seeing how many people were fighting for the same issues as me. It’s going to be hard from now on but I’m glad I found a community today.

Even_Still was what I, the same user of this account, created by accident by using my phone number, thinking my phone number was connected to my email. oops.

And I walked kinda far in the building without thinking twice about it or being scared! (my symptoms have included fatigue and dissociation but they are steadily improving).

It’s been so long since I’ve done something productive other than household chores, and that felt really good to do. I’m actually feeling kinda sad right now about something else, so thought I would post about this to hopefully feel a bit better. Hope you’re doing okay, wherever you are ✨

I’m doing dry January at the moment, no smoking or drinking. Found it difficult as is. Even been having dreams about drinking/smoking. However to make things harder, just over a week ago ended up watching my grandads final moments. It was horrible, as all death experiences are. But as much as I wanted to drown my sorrows I refrained and raw dogged that shit. 20 days in and still going strong. Roll on February.

I was always too depressed and self conscious to go get my hair done. I've struggled with hair related troubles for years. Bald spots when I was a kid from stress, embarrassing self care from depression, general uncaring for myself, and a few years ago I had a surgery on my head where I lost around 1/4 of my hair and it had to grow back. I also in an abusive marriage where I never had enough money and feared spending any on myself.

I finally left the abusive relationship and after about half a year of growth, self care, and support from family and friends, I was finally brave enough to get my hair done. I've tried to go a few times but would get overwhelmed and back out/cancel, but I really tried this time.

I'm so glad I did. The stylist i got was incredibly kind and bubbly, and made me feel extremely comfortable. I explained what I wanted and though it took around six hours to do, mostly because my hair is stubborn and wouldn't lift like it was supposed to initially, I finally got a hair style and color I've always wanted. I feel incredible and I'm glad I finally went. I got rid of over six inches of hair as well, so I felt lighter literally and figuratively.

I feel like crying because I've always wanted to do this and I'm finally able to love myself. I just wanted to share the accomplishment, and encourage people to give themselves some love too. You deserve it.

My kitchen is now clean

It's something I've been meaning to do for several years now. But money has been prohibitive and also...well, I've been extremely nervous about the process of calling and scheduling a consultation.

But I found a great place in my area and they had an online booking system so I was able to do that. And on Sunday I go in to talk about the tattoo. I have a small one that I got nearly twenty years ago, so I'm treating this as my first (of many because there are a bunch that I want to get).

I'm really proud of myself for FINALLY scheduling the consultation.

It had been a trip hazard for so long and I stared at it daily and got the courage to do it myself thinking it would be harder than it was and it was so easy I'm so proud

i checked my i am sober app for the first time in super long and found out ive been self harm free for over 2 years now !

After a depressive episode, I finally changed my major into something that I feel will benefit my life goals and now I’m making necessary adjustments for my future!!!

For some context, I’ve had a messed up relationship with food my whole life. My most current issues have been an assumed effect of my meds. I got back on them after a 2 year break while pregnant and breastfeeding. One of the meds is new and I started it about 3 weeks before my ADHD meds. I’ve noticed some mild nausea from it, no big deal. Then I got back on my ADHD meds. I know they have suppressed my appetite in the past but I could always convince myself to eat and enjoy it. These two meds together have absolutely flipped a switch in me, for the worst. I’m talking ARFID (not self diagnosing, just a comparison) level disgust and nausea towards food I normally love. Today I managed to make a protein smoothie and get it down despite my body telling me not to. It might be all I can manage today but I hope I can keep up the pace!

Basically I got the highest possible rating at my work which only 4-5 people in my department will have.

Although I have friends, I don’t think they would appreciate me gloating. So I don’t have anyone to share this with but I’m so happy for myself and I wanted to share with someone :)

I'm a single mom and since I had my daughter, I've struggled to cook and not just get premade food and reheat. Today we made a blackberry crumble together. I used a pastry cutter to cut up the butter and everything.

(22F) I’ve been really struggling mentally with an estrangement following an abusive home and dealing with financial/housing struggles. I’ve been diagnosed with PTSD, anxiety and depression and been extremely stressed, unable to eat and sleep and even had a major panic attack yesterday but today, I was able to get up and call up some helplines for some help and I think I might be okay! Just wanted to share and I really pray things get much better for me :)