4ft 11 Qween … LDN’s Sunshine.

My mental dumping ground… nothing too serious. Welcome to my virtual journal. I'm just here to offload & laugh small🤪. I ain't been on here in 10+ yrs 😅.

[4ft 11 Qween … LDN’s Sunshine. @A_SmallBabe]

I’m honestly a walking testimony of the wonderful saving Grace of Jesus. Thank God we don’t look like what we’ve been through.

[🦐 Shrimb @shrimplify]

I was actually taught several solutions to this by a behavioral therapist lmao

[goma @soigomaa]

One of the best things my therapist told me was "the reason you dissociate in your towel after you shower, sit in your car after you park, and mindlessly scroll on your phone all night after work is because you're living in a "functional freeze state." Where you can still get things done, but it takes every ounce of your energy to do it. This is why you're constantly exhausted, space out often, and why you can be so social at work but then ignore every text once you get home." If you can relate maybe this account is for you.

[Neve 🌷 @naturallyneve]

While I desire to be a biblical wife and mother one day, my main purpose on this earth is to serve God and glorify Him in every season He has me in. Whatever he wants me to do, I’ll do.

[Libriscent @libriscent]

I don’t think people understand.. you can be driven to a point of not wanting to be bothered with anyone on ANY level. friendship, relationship, family, etc. it's only so much one person can take.

[Sophia ❣️ @KeruboSk]

This girl said, “When I lost my spark nobody noticed, because I was still showing up for others. The only way I regained my spark was by isolating myself and limiting how I gave out my resources. People noticed that though.” And that’s really how it be

[4ft 11 Qween … LDN’s Sunshine. @A_SmallBabe]

I can’t believe the extent at which im over everything & everyone , i just can’t be asked…

[Lindokuhle Mthupha @LeendorM]

My challenge is that I am not an inquisitive friend. I do not ask questions about things you have not voluntarily shared. Because of this, it may sometimes seem as though I do not care. And this happens in all my relationships 🤭😌

[Crazy Vibes @CrazyVibes_1]

I went to my son’s 5th grade graduation yesterday. I was sitting behind a boy named Leo. I know Leo; he’s a quiet kid, always wears the same hoodie. When the other kids' names were called, families screamed, blew air horns, and held up signs. When "Leo Miller" was called, the room went quiet. He walked across the stage, took his diploma, and looked at the audience. He was looking for someone. Anyone. Nobody waved. He looked down at his feet, his little shoulders slumping. My heart broke. I looked at my husband, and he knew exactly what I was thinking. We both jumped up. "YEAH LEO! WAY TO GO!" my husband bellowed. I started clapping and whistling like a maniac. "THAT’S RIGHT! YOU DID IT!" A few parents around us looked confused, then they saw Leo’s face. He looked up, shocked, and then broke into the biggest, goofiest grin I’ve ever seen. The applause caught on. By the time he left the stage, half the gym was cheering for the boy with no family in the stands. After the ceremony, he came up to us timidly. "Are you friends with my dad?" he asked. "He couldn't get off work." My husband got down on one knee. "We're just fans of good work, Leo. And you did good work." We took him for ice cream with our son. Show up for people. Even the ones who aren't yours. Especially the ones who aren't yours.

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[akila. @becka1icious]

i used to think “9 to 5” means a job from 9am to 5pm

[Neo Tsipane @NeoTsipane]

The moment you lose a parent, there comes a point where you start measuring every pain against that loss and nothing ever feels as painful, you end up responding to life with a kind of nonchalance not because you don’t care, but because you’ve already survived the worst.

[𝐃𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐇 @pr0ud_americans]

A group of friends decided to prank their mailman by gradually shrinking their mailbox to see how he would react, and he certainly didn't disappoint...🤣

[Pastor Rich Bitterman @w_bitterman]

Christmas isn't the same for everyone. Saw this on Facebook...so good.

[positivity moon @arrtnem]

People say they want privacy until they meet someone who actually has it.

Not the performative “private” where you still post soft launches, vague captions, story replies, little curated hints so everyone can keep tracking the plot. I mean real privacy. The kind where your life doesn’t come with commentary. Where your phone isn’t a public window. Where your wins, your losses, your relationships, your breakdowns don’t get uploaded as evidence.

people get weird.

You can see the moment their brain hits the wall. They ask a normal question, “so what have you been up to,” and you give them a normal answer that is also a closed door. “Work’s been busy.” “Just been chilling.” “Nothing crazy.” You smile. You move on. And something in them doesn’t relax. Because they weren’t asking for facts. They were asking for access.

A lot of people are not used to not having access.

We live in a time where everyone is constantly narrating themselves. Posting their meals, their heartbreak, their therapy language, their gym progress, their new person, their new home, their new era. Even if they say “I’m private,” they still leak. They drop breadcrumbs on purpose because being fully unseen feels like death to them.

So when you don’t leak, they start filling the silence with stories.

They assume you’re hiding something. They assume you’re lying. They assume you think you’re better than them. They assume you’re judging them. They assume you’re mysterious in a calculated way, like you’re playing chess while they’re making small talk.

Sometimes they even get offended, which is hilarious.

Like your privacy is an insult. Like you owe them transparency to prove you’re “real.” Like you owe the room a plotline so they can orient themselves. And if you don’t give it, they start poking. Testing. Fishing.

��So are you seeing anyone?”
“What happened with that job?”
“Why don’t you post more?”
“Where were you last weekend?”
“Who were you with?”

They try to catch you. Not because they care. Because they’re unsettled by not being able to map you.

This is the part no one says out loud: a lot of people use information as control.

Not evil control. Everyday control. Social control. The kind where if I know what you’re doing, I know where I stand. If I know your relationship status, I know how to treat you. If I know your problems, I know what role to play in your life. If I know your weaknesses, I know how to win an argument later. If I know your plans, I know if you’re leaving me behind.

So when you’re truly private, you remove a tool they rely on.

u become unpredictable in a way that scares them, because they can’t pre-empt you. They can’t manage you. They can’t keep a running tally of your life and compare it to theirs. They can’t decide if they should envy you, pity you, compete with you, flirt with you, ignore you. They have to relate to you in real time, on what you actually say and do, not on the story they’ve been consuming from your feed.

that is rare now. It’s also intimate in a way people don’t expect.

Because if you don’t broadcast, then the only way to know you is to know you.

To ask. To listen. To spend time. To earn the details. To be trusted.

Most people don’t have the patience for that. They want the summary. The highlights. The quick scroll that tells them what category you’re in.

So they get odd. They start guessing.

They’ll call you “mysterious” like it’s either a compliment or a warning. They’ll joke that you’re “secretive” when what they mean is “I can’t track you.” They’ll project motives onto you. They’ll decide you’re arrogant. Or traumatized. Or sneaky. Or having an amazing life and hiding it. Or having a miserable life and hiding it. They’ll pick a narrative and treat it like fact because uncertainty makes them itch.

And sometimes - this is the sharp one - they’ll try to provoke you into revealing yourself.

They’ll say something slightly disrespectful just to see if you react.

[vivi @mooncatvivi]

the grief feels extra heavy today. feels like i am swimming in my emotions and i feel everything yet nothing all at the same time

[lets heal and recover @recovery_your]

Christmas can hurt in ways that are hard to explain.
It brings memories, absences, and versions of life we never got to have.
If you’re feeling heavy, numb, or disconnected today you’re not broken.
You’re responding to loss, trauma, and unmet needs.
Be gentle with yourself. Survival is enough this Christmas.

[4ft 11 Qween … LDN’s Sunshine. @A_SmallBabe]

I’m surprised about how grateful and content I am given the type of year I had… fought silent battles & still here to tell it ! 🙏🏾

[🌺 𝓚𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓮 🌺 @KObregonWriter]

Jesus had boundaries. Respectful boundaries are Biblical. He knew when it was time to leave His hometown due to their lack of faith. He prioritized solitude, prayer and did not people please. He never allowed the expectations of others to control His actions. He set boundaries with His time, energy and obeyed only the Father. His communication was clear, He loved people and He served in obedience yet maintained boundaries for His divine mission. You are not disobedient by having boundaries. A Believer can Love and have boundaries simultaneously.

[4ft 11 Qween … LDN’s Sunshine. @A_SmallBabe]

It seems like most people on socials are either life coach’s & specialist advisors for one thing or another😅

[Talk Church @churchtalkative]

She woke up and chose violence 😂💯 👏👏🙏