#dermatillomania #skin picking
I need more dermatillomania rep. I need characters with blemished skin from skin picking. Give me a character with red spots and scars from picking spots that they couldn't leave alone. give me a character who keeps bandages and ointments and fidget toys and other helpful things in their bag for when they feel like picking. Give me a character who constantly has scabs because they can't leave their skin alone. Let them have scabs and scars on their face, neck, and other noticeable places. Give me a character who is open about their skin picking disorder. Give me a character who is open about needing help like therapy or medicine or something else for their skin picking. Give me characters who have dermatillomania and its not seen as a horrible icky thing.
right now, a hotel in kyoto, japan is mass rated falsely 1 star reviews by israeli people because the hotel refuses to serve idf soldiers.
this is the message the soldier had recieved:
if anyone is willing to help report the false reviews, it would help this hotel greatly. i think they deserve help with that for being ethical.
reblogs would be appreciated.
this was posted in an israeli group, so no non israelis know about it yet
Hello, this video was filmed by my wife at the beginning of the second day of the war. My wife and four children were alone. At home, two days later, the house was bombed. But my wife and children were heading to the city of Rafah to escape from the north. This is how my children live in Gaza. Please stand by me.
Important to remember
“you can’t heal in the same environment that made you sick”
i didn’t get this until someone put it into words. i’d never understand why i always felt better when i locked myself alone in my room rather than spending time with my toxic family. i never understood why i was bubbly and outgoing when i was with my friends but my energy was immediately drained the second i got home. i didn’t understand why regardless of the effort i put into healing i would keep getting triggered by people in my family. i never understood it until i read that sentence and it all just clicked. i can’t heal in an environment where the people are benefiting from my suffering. where the people don’t want to change the behaviour which affects me negatively.
One of the greatest things about the writing community is how I’m not alone in writing a wip I keep telling myself I’ll start.
#hope
#important #urgent
Save my orphan children
I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all children—safe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from us😭😭😭
Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, I’ve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.
I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. We’ve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.
My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of life💔😭😭
I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darkness🥹
Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world
Does anyone's OCD come with hyperfixations on certain pieces of media? Like you get into something, but then you get so obsessed with it that you have to start, like researching everything about this piece of media and you need to know like more and more and it kind of like consumes your whole soul in a way?