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dumblr · 1 year

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You deserve a calm love with somebody who is good for your mental health and nervous system.

#quotes #feelings #emotions #love #romantic quotes #love quotes #calm vibes #wise words #thoughtful #good love #true love #mental health #you deserve peace #nerve #dumblr

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positivelypositive · 4 months

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here to remind you...

...that you deserve all the good that comes your way and more.

your mistakes are meant to help you learn how to be a better person. they aren't meant to punish you for life or to take away your joy.

let yourself move on from your past mistakes. you deserve happiness ✨

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kindnotestoself · 1 year

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[Do not let them live rent free in your mind.] [Kick them out! You deserve peace!]

#self care #mental wellness #recovery #healing #you deserve peace #kind notes to self

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drifting-pieces-blog-blog · 5 months

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Moon's Light

Summary: Moon Knight comics universe: After everything they've been through, the hardest war has always been of the past. First Night of Hanukkah shouldn't be this hard.

Pairings: Gen fic

Warnings: Briefest of mentions of anti-semitism.

Word Count: 1,242

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It was never that big of a deal.

He knew the stories and had tried to grasp the concepts and history behind the holiday.

It just wasn’t a high holiday. His father had waved a hand away as he continued to study and prepare for other things.

Young Marc Spector had watched his father do his public duties. It was all a show, wasn’t it? Competition with more prominent holidays that he had no part of, but was still expected to observe somehow.

Blue and white decorations that mimicked the green and red garlands. Stars getting lost in the snowflake designs. Twinkling light on houses that shown brighter and longer till they made those little lights in the window mean so little.

Stepping out of his little sheltered street to the bigger and wider world and his little ‘hat’ had been knocked off his head more time than he can remember.

It all only added to his anger. Anger that fueled his violent blood. It was easy enough to forget things when he left. There was no day of rest when getting shot at. There was no fasting when the energy was needed to battle some villain or army. Kosher was a laugh when he was crawling through the desert eating anything he was given.

It was a choice at first, being the man out as he refused things or muttered prayers to himself, then it was rejection as he turned face up to the sky as he ate, as he worked, as he started his first campfire to stay warm.

Did that make it more prominent? Telling the world ‘I am doing this despite you’ was still acknowledging that ‘you’ existed.

In time, he gave it all up. He was Marc Spector Mercenary. Marc Spector a man without a home. A man who moved from place to place because he was unwanted, unwelcome, and hated.

And in the end, did this not make things even closer to who he didn’t want to be?

Give it to Jake.

It had taken him a long time to get Jake to talk to him. The rejection had been mutual. Or perhaps, Jake had simply been waiting for him. Jake settled into comfort and pleasure. He kept the fire kindled and did what he could without forcing them back into something that would hurt too much. He watched friends fade away and even old enemies disappear with a sense of something part of himself falling away with them.

The years filled up with pain and it was getting harder and harder to cope with memories of who he was supposed to be.

Give it to Steven

Steven took it. He judged the past and did his best to be the better man. Charity to make up for Marc’s mistakes. Or so he claimed. He struggled to make the life make sense. So little of it made sense. So much of it was filled with ghosts of what was supposed to happen. Notions of something he was supposed to do. A sense of something in his blood that filled him with a great sense of unrest.

Now, after so much and so much chaos that dug around in his heart, they all slowly took a deep breath.

Marc, for it was always Marc, stared down the offender with such concentration that perhaps it would fade away if he focused hard enough.

Time had changed, but things had not. The things that had made the boy Marc so angry were still there. His brother was dead, angrier than even he had been. His mother long gone, never knowing the real Marc. His father was gone, taking with him any chance of reconciliation.

There was still hate. There was still blame. There was still all the things that had hurt them. The only difference was time.

Time for him to search his soul and know himself. Time for him to make peace with Jake and Steven. Time for him to understand his position as Moon Knight.

Sun’s going down. Jake prodded.

It wasn’t a big deal. It wasn’t a big holiday.

So why was it so hard? Why did it suddenly mean so much right now to him?

Let me do it. Jake reached for the matches but Marc turned away, moving their hands to his hips as he took another slow breath.

We don’t have to do it. How is it any different from all the other years we ignored it? Steven shrugged, acting indifferent though Marc could feel the sway of his heart.

“We have to.” Marc gritted his teeth.

Why? Jake and Steven asked. Why do they have to? Why does Marc have to be the one? Jake would happily carry on. Steven knew the ritual. It was so organized the way he liked it.

“Because I exist.” Marc looked out the window. “Because I’m still here. Despite it all… I’m still here.”

He took the match book and tore off a stick. It was far from the long and beautiful matchsticks his father had used, but this felt so much more representative of Marc Spector.

He struck once and almost seemed surprised to see himself suddenly holding the small flame, feeling the heat and lighting the room.

He lit the candle, small as it was. It was not the Hanukkiah of his childhood. It had come in a little box boasting “full menorah kit” in big block letters. Simple and silver, it still stood sturdy.

A shaking hand picked up the small helper candle.

“We are still here.” Jake stepped in and took a moment to look at the candle before he moved it to the fist candle on the right. He held the light to the small wick and made sure it was properly lit before he set the candle back in place.

Steven pulled the memory up from so long ago. He had looked it up earlier the moment he had seen the kit in Marc’s hand. Ever prepared, he had made sure the words were still there.

He needn’t have worried. Some memories never faded. Some words lingered as if they were tattooed across his heart.

Maybe his tongue was a little slower and maybe his voice was a little softer, but still the tune carried.

Three prayers for the first day. Three souls welcoming in the light.

The song followed and Jake carried it as if it were a joyful tune he’d just heard yesterday in the bar.

When all was done, they sat in the light, watching the candles drip and burn down. The smallest menorah in the window of the Midnight Mission.

Outside, someone stopped and gazed at the window. Marc pulled his mask down back into place.

This was Moon Knight’s neighborhood, Moon Knight’s mission, Moon Knight’s protected people, and this was Moon Knight’s light.

The person was a teen, hands in pockets and head down. He gazed at the menorah for a moment then looked up to the man in the white suit.

“Chag chanuka sameach.” The teen gave a small wave.

He licked his cracked lips, wondering if the words would hurt. “Chag chanuka sameach.” They came easily and he smiled as a relief washed over him that threatened to overwhelm him. Not because he still knew them, but for reasons he couldn’t explain.

Moon Knight turned to open the door. The Midnight Mission was open. Now, more than ever, he had something to protect.

#Moon Knight #Moon Knight comics #Moon Knight fic #Marc Spector #Jake Lockley #Steven Grant #Happy Hanukkah 2023 #It isn't the first night anymore (technically not yet the second night as I post this)#However you celebrate I hope you have peace #You deserve peace #Moon Knight is Jewish

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t-hiswifey · 9 months

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Never understood how people can be so complacent in a relationship that lacks empathy, reciprocity, and a true desire to want what's best for one another.

Can't image how draining it would be to be with someone who didn't care for me or my needs, but always expected me to show up for them.

Want more for yourself, don't settle, you deserve better.

#reciprocity #relationships #healthy relationships #black love #love #self love #you deserve love #you deserve to be happy #you deserve peace #never settle

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aye-ayeadorable · 1 year

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I have recently remembered about the existence of the report button. I am now much happier for reporting all the online bullying and harassment I come across on a daily basis, including any explicit discrimination/-phobics and all mean spirited name calling.

So big ol' reminder to all the gays and trans in this era of rising hate; report report report report. If someone is discriminating against you, report. If they're spreading hate speech, report. If they're calling people slurs and derogatory names, report.

And also call it the fuck out. Let everyone who may see their comments know, "this is bullying" "this is harassment" "this is discrimination" and remind people to report these bigots. Work together to clean up our spaces. Let them know that they are not welcome. Even if the reporting doesn't go anywhere, let them know that we're not gonna tolerate them. Make online spaces accepting and push back against all the hate.

Also reminder to all my Lgbtq+ folks during all this; y'all are loved. There will always be people who support you no matter how tough it gets. Stand with your community and we will always stand with you.

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positivewritesxo · 2 years

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Do not feel guilty or ashamed if you have cut a toxic parent or family member out of your life.

#you deserve respect #you deserve peace #positivewritesxo #self healing #mental health support #reminders #gentle reminders #trauma recovery #toxic relationship

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beerflavoredjellibelli · 7 months

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I had never understood my Father's obsession with asking me to smile for my school photos. Not that I didn't, mind you. I did, but it was that smile. You know the one. A dutiful and forced smile that you hope is good enough that you won't be asked to take a do over. Mine were never that great. The pictures were always met with a mild disappointment. "You have such a pretty smile!" "Why don't you ever let your teeth show?"

"Do you hate your smile?"

Why then did it take him passing for me to understand the real importance of all these questions? Looking back through so many photos of the past I see those same dutiful smiles from him. The few photos with real smiles he never saw the camera. Small glimpses of joy when he didn't think someone was looking. At first my thoughts were surface level. A hypocrite who wanted from me what he wouldn't even do himself! Now I can look down at my favorite photo of him and understand why he had asked me so many times to smile. The only photo of a true and genuine smile where the love and joy he felt in that moment comes through to you. When you can gaze at it and feel a swell of love in your chest. All he had wanted was to have a picture of me that could bring the same swell of joy in him that that picture brings to me. To see not just the dutiful smile of his child but one that if he is having a tough day he could take a peek into his wallet and maybe find some light through the haze that comes over us sometimes.

Understanding can come so late. Too late more often than not. In this understanding I have also found that along with genetic conditions and traits you can in fact inherit demons. My Father spent much of his life believing he was a burden on everyone he loved. He carried this demon close to the chest, so close in fact I only ever learned of it after he had passed on, though I had the terrible privilege of glimpsing it just before he left. His best friend (a man I would also call my father as he had been around for a majority of my life) had told me the burden of this demon. It had plagued him most of his life. My Father would joke and say his back was going bad because the world had tried to crush him but had miscalculated and only crippled him. That was a half truth I guess. The weight of his depression has pulled him down. It aged him.

I find myself plagued by a similar demon. Looking at myself as a burden to those I love when I need rest or to call out sick. When I require help and begin to berate myself for needing it when I should be able to do everything myself. How much of these thoughts had he quietly suffered through? How many other demons tore and pulled at him that he just silently endured until he took that final breath?

The moment hangs in my head like a horrible picture. I can hear him so clearly it makes me sick with longing.

"I'm sorry I've been such a burden."

I tried to tell him he wasn't. I didn't try hard enough and I hate myself for it every day. Why hadn't I chased him down? Why hadn't I tried my hardest in that moment to push that demon from his shoulders and embrace him?! I tried to tell him but it wasn't enough!

I LET HIM GO.

I let him walk away from me after trying to tell him he wasn't a burden and when he turned away and closed himself in his room, I left it at that.

Not even 24 hours later and he was gone. My last words to him, his last words to me. The face of his demon was there in front of me and I wasn't strong enough to fight it. It wore his face. As my demon now wears mine.

Now I find myself looking through pictures of him, trying desperately not to see that same demon. To not see the dutiful smile of someone who doesn't believe they are worth being loved. That they are some sort of mistake, a burden to those they care for.

It is a picture of my Father. A man I love more than anything.

I wish I had smiled more.

I hope Daddy that wherever you are now your demons can't follow.

#I Wish I had Smiled More #loss #memory #emotions #emotional #long post #thoughts #feelings #dad #father #parent #love #fight those demons #you are loved #you are not alone #you deserve better #you deserve to be happy #you deserve peace

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soulinkpoetry · 1 year

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If they’re not your calming sea anymore, let them go. You deserve peace.

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#you deserve peace #letting go #it’s going to be okay #soulinkpoetry #poetry #she writes #thoughts #feelings #poems on tumblr #that’s life #gone #forever

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cljordan-imperium · 1 year

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During the holidays it can be stressful. It can be overwhelming. You can feel in a dark and lonely place. You are not alone. You are not a burden. You are worthy of help and of peace. There are those who are there to help you 24/7. Please reach out. I honestly wish I had the words to comfort all those I have seen feeling low, but I suck at that due to my own Asperger's. So I always offer this number to people so they can talk to someone who will, because I care but know I'm not equipped. I'm always here to listen though, to anyone.

#You are not alone #You are worthy #You are not a burden #You matter #mental health #crisis text line #Reach out #get help #People care #you are valid #you are awesome #you deserve peace #you deserve nice things #you deserve love

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transinclusionary · 1 year

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i think it's weird when terfs go "well tras are bad because i get rape and death wishes in my inbox and other hate mail!" and it's like????? as if trans people don't?? i had to remake TWICE because they kept calling me slurs, dogpilling me, sending me suicide, rape and death wishes? i got asks that told me they hope i go to prison and get gang raped by a knife... all this with me already being a csa and rape survivor. like sorry, i'm not gonna coddle you because your hate group does the same shit to me and people like me.

also it's funny how they say "go read dworkin and feminist theory" as if dworkin wasn't pro trans lol???? dworkin didn't have anything against trans people and by saying that they read it and still made a hate group targeting trans people tells us all we need to know about how they're incapable of using their brains.

also also being pro bodily autonomy is being inherently pro trans. them's the breaks.

Im so so so sorry!! That's fucking awful, ive experienced people block evading and harassing me too. Fuck terfs, genuinely apart of a movement that will be so heavily condemned it will be written in history next to the women of confederacy. Everything I have learned about terfs makes my blood pressure raise. It got to the point where terfs were being so fucking awful, i was having a negative impact on my health. And just like you said, they flock to your inbox and loveee to take advantage of anonymous asks to say the most horrible, Geneva-convention violating statements ever written online. And then they go to Twitter and complain how """tras""" are mean to them for having an opinion.

Take care of yourself, I know it must be hard when your escapism cant even act as an escape. You arent alone, and dms are always open if you (or anyone else) needs to talk about anything. 💞💞💞

#im so sorry that that happened to you #dms are open #always #you arent alone #you deserve peace #rape mention #terf tw #terf discussion #terf mention #radfem tw #radfem mention #violent transphobia

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dumblr · 1 year

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If you feel drained around them, they are not for you.

#quotes #feelings #emotions #emotionally drained #mentally drained #wise words #thoughtful #life quotes #you deserve peace #love quotes #romantic quotes #love #mental health #dumblr

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positivelypositive · 10 months

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this is the sign...

...that you were looking for.