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yeesiine · 1 month
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The intimacy of being with someone who has no doubts about their feelings for you.
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miracledarling · 1 year
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how i clear "doubts"
before continuing, remember that u make ur own rules and i share what works for me. its all based on ur assumptions so do what works for u ❤️‍🩹
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[ very messy unorganized post, bear with me ]
so as someone who doesn't believe things that easily, and a lot of times thinks logically, i found ways to help myself manifest and deal with negative thoughts.
first off, remember that these thoughts have no power. ZERO. they're just random thoughts so i wouldn't even call the doubts. just random thoughts that are less true than hot pink turtles crawling around ur bathroom ceiling(unless thats actually something true for u sorry lol). but what i'm saying is, don't give the thoughts power. this will help u stop wavering and persist without feeling as stressful. dont identify with these dumb untrue thoughts alright?
oh no !! i got a dOuBt. what do i do? 🥺
i take some deep breaths first. i acknowledge that i dont have to think PoSiTiVeLy all the time. this aint law of attraction. its not about forcing positively and be happy for high vibrations or whatever bullshit. nope. it's about assumptions right? its law of assumption.
with that in mind, i realize oh, so whatever i assume will come true.
so first, i assume those dumb thoughts aint matter anymore. they are just a bunch of bullshit that is not true. i tell myself that only my good thoughts would matter anyway, so give me all the doubts u want and i dont give a fuck.
its like when an annoying kid goes and bugs u. if u respond back they keep bugging u but if u ignore, they get bored and are like oh well whatever. so ur logical brain will be like: well the thoughts im telling her seem to be false. i guess im wrong im gonna stop annoying her.
and whenever u get those thoughts, its gonna be harder to give in and waver. its easier to persist now.
but...what if u cant believe it? if ur logical brain says: "well hell no. i dont believe u got big lips. i dont have proof, its against what i know."
instead of getting all worried like "oh no i wouldnt believe, will it not manifest?" i calm down and say "yeah just dumb thoughts again. they have no power so i dont care." I also say: "well believe it or not, my lips are big af. i know i might not believe it now, but there's nothing to deny that my lips are clearly big. so it doesnt matter what im believing. i have what i want regardless" this statement implies that whatever im believing or thinking, i still have my results. its done.
the statement i often now repeat when i get doubtful is: "well believe it or not, i clearly have [insert desire] and it's sooo obvious" or something along those lines
or "believe it or not its a fact that i have [desire] and i cant even prove it wrong."
i tell it to myself until i calm down to prevent myself from wavering.
my logical brain gives up and has no choice bc even if it wont believe me, it cant do anything about it because im speaking facts and the fact is that i got my desires
the bottom line: doing all of this ultimately does one important thing-it creates an assumption. specifically, i create an assumption that my "doubts" dont matter. and even if i think they matter they wont. even if im in complete disbelief that i dont have what i want, i still have what i want. there is zero other choice except to have what i want. no need for evidence or perfect thoughts.
i also acknowledge the fact that i wont fully believe or think in the perfect way and it's completely fine. because of the assumption i have created, even if i think shitty thoughts, i will still manifest what i want.
another thing about assumptions: they dont need evidence. like you can assume u have a white tshirt in ur closet even tho u didnt look in there.
for this case, this assumption i made eliminates every other option except to have my desire. no matter how much the logical mind tries, because i created this assumption, i can think whatever i want, have the most doubts and logic ever, and still manifest.
so keep persisting and you'll manifest ur desires without even realizing 💙
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nobeerreviews · 7 months
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The answers we seek aren't always the answers we want, are they? But knowing the truth is what helps us sleep at night.
-- Karen White
(Benalmadena, Spain)
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marypaol · 1 month
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So Close Yet So Far Away
Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Panic attacks, anxiety, self doubt, relationship doubt, negative thoughts, angst :(
Summary: Reader has a panic attack and Draco helps her.
Note: I’m so sorry I haven’t posted a story in a while, it was for some reason taking me forever to finish it even though I had it all planned out. Thanks for the patience. :) And no mention of Y/N if that’s okay! Have a wonderful day and enjoy! 😉
-Also I had to put this gif, he looks so sad! :(
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She thought they were good. She thought he was good. She thought she was good…Wasn’t she?
That was the same set of questions or thoughts that ran through her mind each morning when his fingers no longer brushed her waist and at night when his cold back faced her.
Was it something she was doing? Something she said and it happened to give him the feeling of unsatisfactory?
She wished she could flick her wand and all could be fixed, but even magic like that couldn’t fix her mental problems. Some things couldn’t be fixed with magic, they had to be fixed with communication and understandings, heart to heart as they discussed their issues, hoping that later on they could at least hold onto their love for a little longer before it was gone.
It seemed these days she was the only one that held that hope, that on her part she was the one who wanted to discuss, not him. The real question was why and when. She just didn’t have the courage to bring it up, afraid to see the penitential snarl on his face or the disappointment towards her to rise in his chest.
She didn’t want that. She was sure no one wanted that. Heck, she bets he didn’t want that but it was something he couldn’t control. Something he had no other choice but to show.
Well, back to the present tense, she is back to the what seemed the cold sheets of lost hope and previous love and her eyes set on the ceiling; not planning on leaving the tiles any time soon.
She heard him breathing softly beside her, and when she was brave enough to glance she saw the slow rise of his shoulders as he slept; his back was still to her. She didn’t know if when she fell asleep somehow he knew and he secretly rolled over and embraced her, or he stayed in the same position the whole night, his body somehow afraid of grazing her skin in any way during his slumber.
It was most likely the second option, for she was sure that she would wake up from something so special beholding her (that something special being him.)
Simply his body facing her would wake her up. His touch upon her skin, for it always made her shiver in the best way. But of course she was imagining all that while she lay in bed with him next to her but far away, almost like he wanted nothing to do with her.
She couldn’t help it. The tears that arose in her eyes were against her will, but she knew the cause was her hurting heart inside her chest, beating the best it could through the pain. She couldn’t be more grateful for it, supplying blood for her body all whilst it stung with great pain.
Soon the tears that were just settled in her eyes were now taking home on her cheeks, flowing like mini rivers and her face was the deep green hills, the water swaying to and fro as the winds picked up.
Her brain started winding, sending thoughts that were so darkened and negative she could no longer breathe properly. Would he leave her? Sure the girl wasn’t as pretty as some other girls within the Magic world, specifically Hogwarts at the moment, but she was average; wasn’t that what she’s always been? Average?
Average isn’t good enough. Not for him. He deserved endless happiness compared to what he’s been through.
Was what she was giving him already, which was happiness and love, not enough for him? She thought so, but based on his current actions of ignoring her and acting like he’s reluctant to sleep beside her, was her displays of affection not satisfactory?
Were they satisfactory, yet not enough to fulfill his expectations?
Her brain was going so fast that it was then this she realized her heart was pounding, so much so the heard it in her ears.
She grew worried, since she wasn’t running or anything, for there was no reason her heart could be beating so quickly. Her lips parted, lungs suddenly starting to run out of air. Her breathing quickened, panicking even more when her heart didn’t stop and the ability to breathe was getting harder.
A wave of hot sweat ran over her like a chill, her legs breaking from the covers abruptly, chest clenching.
Her wobbly legs took her to the bathroom, hands almost slamming the door and fiddling with the lock until it clicked, hands still pressing pressure on it even though the knob already turned.
Her body ran out of strength and she let go quickly, leaning on the sink as she bent her head, squeezing her eyes shut so tightly she saw colors within her eyelids.
Her heavy breathing slowly changed to wheezing and tears, hiccups hurting her chest as her body fought for air for an unknown reason.
Her body flinched hardly when there was rough knocking on the door, the person wanting to come in.
“Loves, you okay?”
The voice. His voice.
It rumbled through the door, not just because he was in fact talking through a door, but also for the reason of his sleepy voice, still tired from his previous slumber.
She was silent besides her heavy breathing still being audible, but even that she was trying to keep quiet.
But of course she couldn’t do so, and since he got quiet as a response he knocked again and twisted the handle gently.
He knocked once again when he found out it was locked. “Loves, open.”
He said it so gently and soft, voice full of concern and love for her. She felt belonged, right then, felt loved and cared for. She walked over to the door hesitantly, hand reaching out and while doing so she saw it was shaking.
She fiddled with the handle with fear rising in her chest in anticipation.
Was he gonna leave her?
The door opened, messy blonde locks coming into view. Despite the softness of his voice earlier, her panic inside her chest caused her to doubt how he would react. She expected his eyes to be hard and full of irritation for I interrupting his sleep, but they were full of concern and worry within the orbs, silver surrounding her vision instead of tears.
He didn’t wait to have a staring contest with her before he closed the door, walking towards her and wrapping his splendor arms around her, stroking the ends of her hair and encouraging to to breath slower.
“I-I can’t.” She said. She spoke through breath after breath, no space between them.
She felt his head nod against her neck. “You can, loves.”
Tears kept streaming. Breathes kept coming out short. Hands kept stroking her cheeks to get rid of the coming tears one he lifted his head up from her neck area.
He sucked in a breath at seeing her in pain, fingers going to her hair and moving it away from her sweaty face.
He cupped her face in his hands, cradling it like the most delicate flower to ever exist. Because to him she was. And it was his job to water her and provide her light.
“Honey, just breathe! I’m here, aren’t I?”
She nodded in his hands, showing him how strong she was. And she’s been told she was by him; he tries to tell her every day.
He suddenly started breathing loud but steady, waving his hand gently to show her to copy him.
She did just that, and all doubts floated away, every questioning thought about their future fading away, replaced with nothing but sincere and genuine love.
Here then she embraced him once more, desperate to feel his warmth. Nose buried in his clothed chest, she mumbled, “Don’t ever leave me, please.”
He scoffed against her. “Leave you? Darling, my heart would rather die a thousand different ways than to leave you.”
-Sorry for any errors, I didn’t look it over! Thanks for reading and make sure to check out other stories:
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baringmysoul · 2 years
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1five1two · 3 months
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Actually, I do have doubts, all the time. Any thinking person does. There are so many sides to every question.
Edgar Allan Poe
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momentsbeforemass · 4 months
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Blind faith
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I got the most backhanded “compliment” from someone the other day.
She told me that she grew up in a non-denominational church. One that’s on its way to becoming a mega-church.
She told me that she doesn’t go much anymore. If ever. She told me why.
After the death of her father, she started struggling with her faith. So she started asking questions. And was basically told to sit down and shut up.
The “compliment?” After finding out that I was a practicing Catholic and an ordained deacon, she said, “I wish I had your blind faith.”
The subtext being (from her experience of church), “you must be an unquestioning idiot to still buy into to all that stuff.”
It’s a toxic view to have about the Faith. One that far too many Christians (of all stripes, including Catholics) are guilty of fostering. One that’s simply not Christian.
But you can’t blame her for seeing things that way. That perspective was taught to her by the people who blew it when they responded to her.
Because asking questions should never get you shut down. Or worse.
Responses like that don’t serve God. Because they don’t come from God. Responses like that come from the Enemy.
God isn’t threatened by our questions. Or our doubts.
How do I know this? Try today’s Gospel, the Annunciation.
Where the angel tells Mary that she will conceive and give birth to a son. And Mary (like any sane person) asks “How’s that gonna work?”
The angel doesn’t shoot back with “How dare you!” Or “Shut up!” Or “Never mind, we’ll find someone who doesn’t ask questions.”
Instead, the messenger of God answers Mary’s question.
It’s okay to ask questions. It’s okay to struggle with the Faith.
Some of the greatest moments of personal and spiritual growth only come through that struggle.
Remember, it’s Baptism. Not brainwashing.
God isn’t threatened by our questions. Or our doubts.
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uaravsh · 5 months
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"Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will."
- Suzy Kassem
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sluggoonthestreet · 1 year
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Avery loses several minutes a day trying to decide if it’s still sweater weather.
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jordynbreeloa777 · 2 months
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Hello everything is fine? Could you clear this doubt for me? Well, I used a wave subliminal that I saw on YouTube, I had some symptoms, my heart was very racing, I felt several pulls as if I were in a portal and I had to enter but I was 'barred' and there were some moments when my body turned and I kind of I felt that it turned off as if the mind woke up and the sleeping body passed the audio time which was 10 minutes and I ended up opening my eye because my heart was racing so much could you explain to me what that was and I had some thoughts like 'I'm not going to go in in the void' when I was trying the method
okayy, hey anon! This is why i have a love hate relationship with the void state. I don’t know what that was, but I think it’s getting taken over the top. You can literally get in by just laying down and affirming, you don’t need subliminals, sleep paralysis.., lucid dreaming none of that. I think the community really out did there selves with this one. That seems scary, but if you really want to eneter the void don’t be scared of your own power. Your mind was awake, while your body was asleep, If you had doubts you weren't in the void state :)
This video talks more about the symptoms and the void state💝
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Hope this helped, im trying to respond to all dms,inboxes,and ask :)
Happy Manifesting!💝💝
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xserpentinex · 8 days
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Just discovered that, apparently, today is the triplets' birthday. And yeah, ok, congratulations and stuff. But there's no freaking way Louie is Aries. Huey - mayhaps (looks more like Capri). Dewey - passable (though he clearly should've been born two months later). But Louie 100% faked his birthday date.
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lavender--fairy · 1 year
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꒰ 🍒 ꒱...Fairy's Masterlist...꒰ 🍒 ꒱ Old posts
✦ "I've been trying to manifest, but no results" ✦ "When am i gonna get my results" ✦ "Manifestation motivation" ✦ "Why isn't the 3d following me?" ✦" Why can i only manifest smaller things" ✦ "Important reminders" ✦ "How to manifest things out of thin air" ✦ "How to manifest/shift instantly" ✦ "I shifted!!" ✦ Manifesting overnight results ✦ "Manifestation is too good to be true" ✦ "Impatience while manifesting" ✦ "Are you limiting yourself" ✦ "If you ever feel like you're lying to yourself while manifesting" ✦ "How to ignore the 3d" ✦ "Can i manifest-" ✦ "Should i let go" ✦ "Manifestation journey" ✦ "My view on tarot readings" ✦ "How to manifest ANYTHING" ✦ "How its impossible to NOT get results" ✦ "Dreaming about your desires" ✦ "Fun ways to manifest" ✦ "How to manifest- desire face" ✦ "How to be a master manifestor" ✦ "Why isn't my desire here yet" ✦ "Why sometimes forgetting about your desire manifests it" ✦ "How to deal with doubts" ✦ "Manifestation motivation ✌🏻" ✦ "Reminder✌🏻" ✦ "Some fun times from my dr" ✦ "Imagining VS visualizing" ✦ "If you have any limiting beliefs" ✦"why you don't have your desires yet ✦"Your entire life is a placebo effect"
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fieriframes · 5 months
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[FIERI: I wanna wring it out every ounce I wanna do the right thing, when the right thing counts, and I wanna feel the difference. To ease my doubts before you disappear. There is more of a subtlety, whereas Cajun food is definitely spicy.]
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origami-houses · 6 months
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No. I can't tell you what is wrong because I can't articulate the hollow feeling inside me, the echo chamber of doubts and fears.
- G.L. Angelone
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tenaciouspoetworks · 6 days
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DOUBT irresistibly makes you compare with others.. .
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