โข AngieโIntjโโ๏ธโAsperger'sโ#Italian
โข Video Games & #horror lover
โข Taken w/: @FushiAkira; โก๏ธ
โข #Wiccan s2013 (BTW Seeker)
โข BA in Communication & Digital Media
Trauma response mistaken for personality:
1. Hyper-independence: People who learned early that support was unreliable often force themselves to handle everything alone.
2. Constant hypervigilance: Some people cannot fully relax around others because their nervous system is always anticipating tension
3. Difficulty receiving help: People who grew up feeling emotionally burdensome often feel guilty when others help them.
4. Expecting the worst: When unpredictability becomes familiar, the brain starts preparing for negative outcomes automatically.
5. Perfectionism: Perfectionism is often an attempt to avoid criticism, rejection, or loss of control.
And I hope that someday, I'll look at the sky with happy eyes..
When I'm finally fine, not sad, hurt, or lost..
When the day is filled with peace, quietness, and good moments..
When I find my right place in this world..
I just hope that one day, I'll live the life of my dreams.
Okay, I lied. I like flowers i don't have to ask for. I like dates that I don't have to plan. I like reassurance, love letters, notes, long texts and updates. I like photos of us on your social accounts, repost about me. i like acts of services, physical touch, quality time and small surprises. I like being LOVED LOUDLY
You are very lucky if you have someone to whom you can tell about your bad behaviours without them thinking that you are a bad person, but because they know that what is inside you is purer and more beautiful.
โ Nizar Qabbani
no revenge, but one day you will look back and realize that, unlike everyone else, I genuinely had the purest intentions with you. Maybe someday you will understand that people like me do not come around often. You will remember how I listened when no one else cared, and how I saw the good in you even when you could not see it yourself.
You will remember how I stayed when I could have left, how I forgave when I could have been angry, and how I still wished you well even when I had every reason not to. I may not have been perfect, but I was real, and that is something not everyone can offer.
One day, when you start seeing that not everyone carries a heart like mine, it will hit you differently. You will begin to understand the kind of presence I was in your life, the kind that does not come twice.
And when that day comes, you will realize that losing me was not just losing a person, it was losing someone who only ever wanted the best for you.