i keep bubbles next to my bed and when im sad i blow that shit. our forgotten joys of childhood still have use in making us feel joy now even if it means having soap on the floor.
🫧 watching carbonated bubbles, bubble baths, bubble sound effects, bubble emoji 🫧🫧🫧🫧 the bubble is an ethereal fleeting moment that just, ya know, delights me 🫧🫧
One of the coping mechanisms that my therapist has given me is to radically change my body temperature when I feel overwhelmed. This could be a cold shower or a piping hot bath. I usually choose the bath. Taking the time out of my day to light a candle, smoke a joint, and remember to relax is my saving grace. I love spending this time with myself to decompress from a long day and find so much comfort in the solitude. It's my way of putting a Do Not Disturb sign on my life.
i think that heartbreak is one of the most (if not THE most) human experiences of all time. it hurts so bad but also hurts so strangely good in a “i feel so alive rn and i love so much” type of way. through all of the vivid and gut-wrenching emotions, it forces you to grow so fucking much both maturity-wise and identity-wise. so yeah, heartbreak is tonights rec