Okay so I’m sure you’ve all heard of the quiet place project. Well if not I am going to tell you because it has stopped me from doing serious damage more than once.
This gem right here is where you can literally create a 100% anonymous username and just absolutely spill your guts. Then people can read it and give you advice, and it honestly is so helpful. Because the other people on it are in the same situations as you, and they understand. You can comment and give advice on other peoples posts too, and it’s just really great.
This little beauty is similar to the comfort spot. Except instead of posting your thoughts, you type them into the box and then when you press enter they disappear and turn into stars against the blue sky. There is a whole bunch of different languages to choose from at the start, so if English is not your first language then you can probably find it here. There is the most comforting music that plays in the background as well, which is so great.
Which is so good for panic related things because it silences all of your other tabs and when you make it full screen it talks to you very calmly and then literally forces you stop for just 30 seconds and do nothing and just breathe.
Okay, so this is my actual favourite, it’s called the dawn room
The dawn room is so great for stopping you from self harming. It begins by telling you that its going to be alright, then it asks you to write something about someone you love. After that messages from other people, just like you, appear on the screen, one after the other, and the background slowly become brighter and happier. This page has genuinely stopped me from hurting myself more times than I can count. I’m not suggesting that it will work for everyone, but it is an absolute gem.
This page runs for about 5 minutes, and it is basically a typing simulator that tries to convince you that everything is going to be alright. It is very calming, and good for lonely times.
I can honestly say that this website has done me so so much good. I appreciate it with every bit of my being.
I’m putting my letter I sent to him first, I understand the length might turn you off but I recommend you read it if you want context with some of the stuff Kaplan responses to but it’s not vital. Also, I blocked out some personal stuff, along with my location.
And then here’s Mr. Jeff Kaplan’s response:
Bless Mr. Kaplan, we’re really lucky to have a dev like him who’s willing to hear his fans. And while we love to revere Mr. Kaplan as almost a demi-god, I feel like this letter made him very human and kind. WHAT A WONDERFUL DAY!!
Wow.
I will fucking defend Overwatch and Jeff Kaplan until the end of time. This is great. He–and many other devs–are human and make mistakes but they are also wonderful, thoughtful people who try their hardest and have great hearts and take the time to listen to their fans.
It’s clear from all of the anti-recovery on this site that a lot of kids have this weird false idea about what recovery actually is.
For those of us who are chronically ill, mentally ill, disabled, struggling with addiction, etc, recovery isn’t, “HOO I DID A THING AND NOW I’M ALL BETTER 100% JUST NORMAL LOOK AT ME!” like someone getting over a cold or getting their tonsils removed.
Recovery is the rest of your life.
Literally recovery is every day forever.
It’s hard work. It’s a process. It’s management. It’s good days. It’s bad days.
It’s faces dirty with tears. It’s relapses. It’s disappointment. It’s falling down.
But it’s also getting back up. Again and again.
Today I might fall five steps behind. But tomorrow if I take one half-step forward, that’s recovery.
Stop mocking recovery. Please.
Don’t call us neurotypical or abled like an insult, like we don’t belong or don’t get to speak because we’re proactive and put our all into our health. That’s shitty.
Don’t take that away from us. Let us try to be well to our best ability. Let us reduce suffering. Let us be strong and let us be weak.
when you go from a bad situation into a better one you may collapse exhausted and unsure what to do and full of grief, you may need time to regain the ability to do things as yourself or motivated by anything other than terror, you may need time to process or mourn or fall apart in ways you could not before,
and people may use this as proof that the old situation was better for you, proof that you need to go back, and it is not proof that it was better for you or proof that you need to go back
!!!
It’s so incredibly common to “fall apart” when you’re finally safe. You no longer need to stay so tightly coiled in on yourself, you can finally leave survival mode and process your trauma. You’re not holding yourself up by sheer terror anymore and suddenly the damage that terror has done to you becomes immediate and obvious.
This is so important. Don’t go back. Things are already getting better, even if it doesn’t feel that way.
This is a documented phenomenon with abuse in particular. I’ve had a number of people ask me why they’re falling apart now after they’ve moved into a safer home, or they’re in a less dangerous area, or they’ve left an exploitative job, or they’re in a healthy relationship for the first time. Generally, it’s because they made that positive change.
When we’re still in the midst of crisis, we’re often too overloaded and physically/emotionally unsafe to really feel or process anything. So for most of us, everything gets pushed down/repressed/dissociated until later, when we’re safe and supported. The threshold of safety at which processing begins to occur varies from person to person. And the mental calculations used to determine “safety” usually happen on an unconscious level. Very few of us have the conscious thought “I’m safe now, so I can process what happened to me.” Instead, the subconscious realizes some level of safety has been achieved, and so it just dumps a load of suppressed stuff.
Sometimes, it’s contrast to past experiences that makes us realize something was traumatic at all. In such cases, it’s not that we’ve reached a level of safety and can thus begin to process, it’s that we finally have a basis for comparison to know that what went before was unacceptable.
Today I got to go on one of our runs to more rural shelters to help relieve overcrowding there. We ended up bringing back 21 kittens and 10 dogs. So fun day. But this morning, while I was getting stuff together in preparation for the 90 minute drive…. This happened.
Excuse you Tiniest Opossum, but you are NOT allowed to escape through the front bars of the cat carrier we were housing you in. I’m going to put you back.
“NO!”
I am going to catch you and put you back and you have no say in this matter.
“NO!”
Catching you and putting you back now.
“NOOOOOO!”
Aaaand back you go. Let go of the purple towel and go in the cardboard box.
Someone once said to me, “I hope the pain eases soon.” It struck me as the purest blessing that had ever been offered over my head - I hope the pain eases soon. It’s so gentle, so kind, so hopeful. So to everyone who’s hurting: I see how hard you’re trying, and I hope your pain will ease soon.
“If you find yourself depressed, hurt, like an outcast, like the only kind of place you could ever fit in is at a show like this… That’s not the case. Because even though we’re all outcasts in our own way, we all do belong in this world and we all fit in.” - Gerard Way
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