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dangerpow:

My mother once told me that trauma is like Lord of the Rings. You go
through this crazy, life-altering thing that almost kills you (like say
having to drop the one ring into Mount Doom), and that thing by definition
cannot possibly be understood by someone who hasn’t gone through it. They
can sympathize sure, but they’ll never really know, and more than likely
they’ll expect you to move on from the thing fairly quickly. And they can’t
be blamed, people are just like that, but that’s not how it works.

Some lucky people are like Sam. They can go straight home, get married,
have a whole bunch of curly headed Hobbit babies and pick up their
gardening right where they left off, content to forget the whole thing and
live out their days in peace. Lots of people however, are like Frodo, and
they don’t come home the same person they were when they left, and
everything is more horrible and more hard then it ever was before. The old
wounds sting and the ghost of the weight of the one ring still weighs heavy
on their minds, and they don’t fit in at home anymore, so they get on boats
go sailing away to the Undying West to look for the sort of peace that can
only come from within. Frodos can’t cope, and most of us are Frodos when we
start out.

But if we move past the urge to hide or lash out, my mother always told me,
we can become Pippin and Merry. They never ignored what had happened to
them, but they were malleable and receptive to change. They became civic
leaders and great storytellers; they we able to turn all that fear and
anger and grief into narratives that others could delight in and learn
from, and they used the skills they had learned in battle to protect their
homeland. They were fortified by what had happened to them, they wore it
like armor and used it to their advantage.

It is our trauma that turns us into guardians, my mother told me, it is
suffering that strengthens our skin and softens our hearts, and if we learn
to live with the ghosts of what had been done to us, we just may be able to
save others from the same fate.

S.T.Gibson (via sarahtaylorgibson )

socomicallygay:

in honor of the fourth anniversary of one direction, a moment of silence for everything else i could have been doing with my life

tongue-toyed:

i never really liked

my name

much

until i found out

what it tastes like

when you write it in frosting

on top of a cake

(Source: your-scallywag)

haleyscomett-art:

I FOUND IT

NO ONE BELIEVED ME WHEN I SAID I HEARD AN ICE CREAM TRUCK DROPIN BEATS DOWN THE STREET

NOW I HAVE A VID TO PROVE IT OMG I’M SO HAPPY I DIDN’T IMAGINE IT YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THIS MAKES ME