Mental Health
Dancing for Freedom from Stress🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹
🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹 🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹Dance, Dance, Dance🤩😍🌈❤️😇🏖️🌹 Growing up alone and in painbeing bullied at school and home from my dadlearning that you have to earn respectfeeling tired and sad for the daily torturessmiling and dancing to music
By SAMURAI SAM: Wild Wayne8 months ago in Poets
This Is Not Sustainable
I am exhausted. Mentally, emotionally, physically, and financially. I take care of everything every day. There is no break. There is no backup. No one is consistently showing up for me. The person I should be able to rely on is inconsistent. I cannot depend on him for stability, support, or relief. I adjust constantly to what he does or does not do. My needs are minimized. When I speak, I am not truly heard. My inner world is not acknowledged. My concerns are dismissed or reduced to something small. I do not feel supported emotionally. I handle my feelings alone. No one is checking in on me in a meaningful way. There is no one carrying any part of this with me. I am tired from lack of sleep. I am tired of constant responsibility. I am tired of having no space to take care of myself. I do not have a support system. I do not have family I can rely on. I do not have consistent help. I am doing everything while being expected to need nothing. My financial future feels unstable. It is treated as if it does not matter. I carry the stress of it alone. I continue because I have to. I continue because my child depends on me. I continue even when I feel depleted. This is not sustainable. This is not balanced. This is not fair. I need support. I need consistency. I need to be acknowledged. I am not asking for too much. I am asking for what should already exist.
By Alicia Melnick 8 months ago in Poets
escape into the writer-sphere
community vibes write your heart out together you're all invited ~~~ Did you know that 4WORDS is now on Vocal officially? Or that we're running our second FREE Virtual Writing Retreat this Saturday? Or that it's in support of Mental Health Advocacy?
By Oneg In The Arctic8 months ago in Poets
To Be Seen, Not Just Strong
The strongest people are rarely born brave; instead, they learn how to comfort themselves early on. It is not that they don’t need anyone, but rather that when they needed someone most, no one was there. So, they learned to talk to themselves in the darkness, to hold themselves tight on the edge of collapse, and to grit their teeth through the moments when no one responded.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing8 months ago in Poets
