#relapse

shoutout to the weirdos, to the struggling, to the dykes, the fags, the queers, the trannies and the cripples

shoutout to those flaring up and forced to cope to anybody who would really like to just not give a fuck but knows thats not an option to anybody who's exhausted to anybody who's alone or feels alone to anybody putting off the bad shit for just another day to anybody who's taking a nap instead of doing something permanent

whumptober #26 relapse

knowing that a coping mechanism isn’t good for you doesn’t mean you won’t fall back on it when things get tough… maybe the gloves work, maybe they don’t. but at least they’re giving Elsa a bit of suppression self-restriction discipline security when everything feels too much

Do i regret for falling for the same trap twice in 20 years? No.

Safety Plan

What is Addiction?

Coping Skills: Addictions

Addiction Discussion Questions

Urge Surfing

Deep Breathing

Cost / Benefit Analysis

Healthy vs. Unhealthy Coping Strategies

Relapse Prevention Plan (option 2)

Triggers and Coping Skills

Tips for Avoiding Relapse

Habit Plan

Building New Habits: Tips Sheet

Stages of Change

IMPROVE the Moment (DBT)

ACCEPTS (DBT)

TIPP (DBT)

Triggers worksheet

Boundary Types

Reflecting on Boundaries

Setting Boundaries

How to Apologize

Thinking Errors

Stress Exploration

Introduction to Stress Management

Stress Management Tips

Self-Care Tips

Gratitude Exercises

It’s not really about wanting to suffer. It’s about wanting your suffering to feel real.

When you have been holding things in, minimizing them, or being told (directly or indirectly) that it’s “not that bad,” you start to doubt your own experience. You compare. You question. You wonder if you are overreacting. And somewhere in that confusion, the thought creeps in: maybe if it got worse, I would d finally be allowed to feel this way.

But needing your pain to be validated doesn’t make you dramatic. It means you haven’t been properly seen or understood. It means you have been carrying things that didn’t get the care they deserved.

Your feelings don’t need to reach a breaking point to be real. They already are. The exhaustion, the heaviness, the confusion, it all counts, even in its quieter forms.

You don’t have to prove your hurt by letting it consume you. You don’t have to earn compassion by getting worse. You deserve to be taken seriously as you are, right now.