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Hello! I am socially anxious + awkward and I have never made a Tumblr post before but this is something I've experienced myself as well. Some people are really not good with other people's triggers, my parents definitely aren't good with mine. And I guess some people are just gonna take things badly whatever you say to them. I've had this conversation with multiple friends/family members in the past, here's what I think I included:

• The fact that it's not personal, it's not about them specifically, and you would feel this discomfort if the topic came up with someone else too.

• The fact that it's totally not their fault because they didn't know, and you don't hate them for accidentally making you anxious (because they might feel a little guilty about it.)

• I was once so upset by something a friend said in front of me that I got really angry at them. I was like "I can't BELIEVE you didn't know that was triggering to me!" But people aren't clairvoyant and I should have calmed down first. So I guess, learn from my mistakes and have that talk when you're in a calm mood. My best piece of advice is to NOT have that talk when you actually feel triggered by something they said. Talk to them about it when you're feeling non-anxious.

• Idk just be gentle, give them as much information as you feel comfortable with as to why it's a trigger for you. Focus on the fact that by not talking about this thing, they would be helping you to feel happier and less anxious- anyone worth your time would want that for you. Hopefully you can work through it together, thank them for their sensitivity and move on. If you're both nice and kind about it, it shouldn't be too big of a deal!

This probably isn't all that helpful, but anyhow I hope it goes ok for you! :)

hi hello yes

I usually wouldn’t ask for help on here but I need genuine advice

how do I tell someone that I have a trigger that a lot of our conversations are about sometimes

like it gives me huge anxiety and it slowly gets worse and worse but I can’t bring myself to tell the person because I’m afraid they’ll be mad at me and it is just not going well DISBSJDGSH

They had to kill off Cheyenne at the end of Once Upon a Time in the West because the chemistry between him and Jill was too strong.

You know that man woulda been back in five minutes with some excuse only to settle down and stay.

Tears fill my eyes as I read the words on my screen. The world seems to stop spinning for the slightest second as I re-read the anonymous message over and over again, gripping on to the hope that the words will magically disappear. But they didn’t. Anon had done it; they’d figured out that the only way to make me take off my hijab was to call my hair ugly. My one weakness.

A tear streams down my left cheek.

Eight years of academy hijab training…wasted. I had to prove this extremely relevant and good-looking anonymous person wrong, I cared too much about what they thought. How could I live my life knowing that there is one person out there who thinks probably my hair is ugly maybe? How could I look myself in the mirror? How could I face my family? My shoulders shook as I cried silently, and my chair squeaked ever so slightly at the vibrations; as if it, too, was crying in sorrow.

It wasn’t until that moment that the second part of the message dawned on me… how would I prove them wrong without breaking the rules? Was it really against the rules? I reach into my hijab and pull out a scroll. At the very top, in cursive jet-black inked letters, the word ‘Rules’ stares back at me. My heart is racing as my eyes frantically read the scroll.

‘Rule #1: no killing people,’ it reads. I let out a whimper. There go my evening plans. 

Suddenly, my eye catches the next words. The scroll is rustling in my trembling hands as I turn my face away, tears spraying out of my eyes like the spit of a white person as they try to justify racism. The cursive words felt more like a curse of words, vivid and refusing to disappear as if I were still staring at them even through my closed eyes.

Rule #2: don’t show ur hair girl it’s ugly lmaooooo

Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.

Omg this series 😔

Holmes not giving a single damn about where he’ll have to go or how far he’ll have to run, because as long as Watson is there with him it’ll be home to him.

And Watson agreeing to leave everything behind and follow Holmes wherever, for however long, to the ends of the earth if must be, without even a second’s hesitation.

I’ll never not be crying over this scene.

im so ready to be in a relationship so whenever the universe is ready hmu with a keeper

Correct. Treat your children with respect and love, or don't have children.

It should be obvious.

Never tell your kid that they are a mistake. 

Never look at your kid like you are distgusted.

Never lay a hand on them.

Never tell them that everything that happens is their fault.

Never call them a bitch.

Never threaten your kid with death or violence.

If you do this, they aren’t “your” kid. Then they are just a kid and they will never be yours. 

thug life? more like hug life. come here