Death & Grief

Many trauma survivors learned that having needs was dangerous. Maybe asking for help led to disappointment. Maybe setting a boundary led to conflict. Maybe expressing feelings led to ridicule, punishment, or abandonment. So we learned to become small. We became easygoing. Self-sufficient. Low-maintenance. We said, “It’s fine,” when it wasn’t. We convinced ourselves we didn’t need much. We became experts at reading everyone else’s emotions while losing touch with our own. For a while, these strategies may have helped us survive. But healing sometimes means realizing that invisibility is no longer protecting us. You are allowed to take up space. You are allowed to say, “I need support.” You are allowed to say, “That hurt me.” You are allowed to ask for reassurance, rest, clarity, kindness, or connection. The people who genuinely care about you do not benefit from a version of you that is constantly disappearing. Healing is not becoming louder or more demanding. It is learning that your needs matter just as much as everyone else’s. You do not have to earn your place by being the easiest person in the room. You already belong.

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As a self confessed people pleaser, this one really resonated with me!

Feeling overwhelmed today and emotionally disregulated. I’m struggling to be kind and compassionate with myself today 😢 Think I’m going to practice some EFT tapping. It’s helped in the past.

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Trauma can feel a lot like a black hole. In real physics, a black hole is so dense that its gravity bends space and time around it. The closer you get, the more it shapes everything nearby. Trauma can do something similar in the mind. A painful event may be long over, but its gravity can keep pulling thoughts, emotions, and reactions back toward it. Memories that seem distant can suddenly feel present. Time can become distorted—years pass, yet part of you still feels stuck at the moment of impact. But black holes aren’t just places where things disappear. Scientists have discovered that black holes can create enormous jets of energy and even help shape entire galaxies. Healing doesn’t erase what happened. It changes your relationship to it. The wound may always be part of your story, but it no longer has to be the center of your universe. Sometimes the goal isn’t to destroy the black hole. It’s to build a galaxy around it. ✨🖤🪐

Some of healing is grieving lives that never happened. The version of you who never got hurt. The version who was understood sooner. The version who stayed. The version who never had to become so strong. For a long time, I thought healing meant finding a way back to those lost paths. Now I wonder if healing is something else. Maybe healing is walking through the library of all those unlived lives, placing a hand on each book, and saying: “Thank you.” Then choosing to keep reading the story that is still being written. The one you’re living right now. The one that still has blank pages. 💜

A message to anyone going through a rough patch: your voice matters, you matter 💗

Do you think your environment can affect your abilities to channel or intuitive things?

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🌱 Daily Micro-Actions for Healing Healing doesn’t usually happen through one big breakthrough. More often, it happens through small, consistent acts of care repeated over time. Choose one or two micro-actions from this infographic each day. Don’t worry about doing everything. The goal isn’t perfection—it’s building a gentle relationship with yourself, one small step at a time. Notice which actions feel supportive, which feel challenging, and which spark a sense of calm, connection, or hope. Over time, these tiny moments can become the foundation of lasting healing. 💜 Which micro-action will you try today?

A few days ago, I had a significant health scare. I’m okay, but it shook me more than I expected. Ever since, I’ve found myself thinking about consciousness. Not in an abstract philosophical way, but in a very personal one. What is this thing that experiences being me? What is the awareness behind my thoughts, memories, emotions, and sense of self? And what happens to it when the body can no longer sustain it? Does consciousness continue in some form? Or does it simply end? I don’t know. The older I get, the less interested I am in certainty and the more interested I am in honest questions. And if consciousness doesn’t continue, then another question arises: What do we leave behind? Not just our possessions or accomplishments, but the small ways we touched other lives. The conversations. The kindnesses. The moments we were fully present with another human being. The ways we changed people and were changed by them. I’ve been feeling a little strange since the experience. A little quieter. A little more aware of how mysterious it is that any of us are here at all. I don’t have answers. Just gratitude for another day, and a deeper appreciation for the people I get to share it with.

Guys I was feeling so so funny. Basically I went to sleep at 5am and at 6:25 I was awake and I thought I slept until 6pm so I checked clocks, I even dressed and I was like wait it elapsed only hour and half? Also my hand’s nerves were compressed. I was struggling with breathing, I felt heavy but I fell asleep. I could have checked my heart and stuff but I didn’t, I was too disoriented. Alone and scared. Then again at 11:25,12:00 I woke up again like this, not tired, just waking up spontaneously. Maybe it’s the pressure or internal clock. I’m still supposed to done a course today, 2 hours left and seeing counselor on Monday🐙🙏🏻 I rly want to be away from this family, they don’t care when I get sick. I had to go thru this alone. Boba keeps me company🥺 Anyway, staying strong!! 💚❣️❤️‍🩹 (cuz there is no proper lunch today for me) First time waking up with clothes on🐙

It’s PTSD Awareness Month 🎗️

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Having a rough day, this is my wish for you ❤️

Is anyone part of a psychic circle? What kind of activities do you do together?