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sleep. your body needs to rest. the average panic attack takes as much energy as running a half-marathon. let yourself rest. take a 20 minute nap. any longer and you’ll hit your REM cycle, and you’ll wake up worse off. after, you’ll feel so much better.

clean something. literally anything. a plate, a drawer, the whole mf bathroom. it doesn’t matter how much or how little. it’ll make you feel more in control, and it’ll make your surroundings more appropriate for recovery.

get some fresh air. even just opening your window for a few hours will help. if you feel up to it, take a walk. take your dog. pick some flowers. cloudgaze. even just sit in your garden for a bit. your body will thrive off of non-stale air. 

eat and drink. I know for some people, myself included, this is Hard. it’s alright if all you can manage is a granola bar, or some cereal. anything is progress and will fuel your body. drink water if you can, but anything apart from alcohol will hydrate you.

take a shower. I have clinical depression. have done since I was 12. I know how hard it is to take a shower. but it fucking helps. if you don’t do anything else off this list, do this. it’ll help more than you know.

talk to someone. I can’t stress this enough. humans are social creatures! we crave interaction. even the most introverted introvert needs to talk to someone. call your mom. text a buddy. skype your brother. chat to your local cashier. anything !! you’ll feel less alone, and hopefully get some good serotontitty flowing.

do something fun! same as above, it’ll make u feel so much bette, and provide a distraction. some good options are writing, drawing, watching a movie, dancing - anything you enjoy!

be kind to yourself. it’s okay if you relapsed, or if you had a bad day, or anything else. treat yourself gently. you wouldn’t so harsh to a friend in your situation. it’s gonna be okay.

Bonus:

Hi @taylorswift! We’ve never met and you don’t know who I am because I don’t post much about myself on social media, but I wanted to introduce myself because we get to see you in 47 days in Columbus and we are so, so excited! My name is Elizabeth, and this is my love, Amelio. We’ve been together for four years and I’m proud to say that in that time, he has become a true Swiftie in his own right!

For 12+ years, since you and I were both 16 years old, you have been the most consistent, unwavering thing in my life. You’ve been there for me in my highest highs, my lowest lows, and everything in between. My 20s have been a rollercoaster, and so many times, you made me feel less alone and your songs and words have truly helped me to keep moving forward during my hardest days. I’m so grateful to have had the privilege of watching you shine and grow as a human and as an artist since the very beginning. You have never meant more to me than you do now after all these years and I’m so proud of all you’ve accomplished. No one deserves it more than you!

I am a stronger, better, happier person because of you and I will never be able to thank you enough, but it would mean everything just to finally be able to tell you face to face how much you have meant to me for so many years. I’ll be seeing you July 7th in Columbus! We will be in section M, row 27, seats 3-4. Even if we don’t get to meet this time around, I know it’ll be the most magical night regardless & I absolutely can’t wait to see you. This will be Amelio’s first time seeing you live & it means so much that we get to share this together!

I love you & will stand by you forever.

I’ve been working on a story for a while now and it has my absolute attention. It’s been a while since I’ve been so creative and I would love for my tumblr buddies and my tumblr writing community to read it and comment and tell me about it.

Currently it’s on @wattpad and coming to ao3 soon!

I’m not actively looking for beta readers, however I’m still gonna tag beta readers because I want you guys to comment and give feedback! I might post it here on tumblr, too. But for now it’s just my sacred rubbish. I’m also kinda horseshit at grammar, while I try and fish out most of the mistakes it just slips through.

I haven’t started a story in the longest, but I promise I’m putting my all into it!