Mainly mental health, aesthetics, LGBT+, and cute things that are meant to make others feel happy. [Any Pronouns Are Cool though I tend to default to they/them or he/him]. I post a lot of personal stuff so people know they're not alone. I’m in my mid 20s.
These are all the poems I have posted onto this blog thus far, with the links and a little summary for each. More will be coming and I’ll hopefully be able to update this list when I do. The mental health poems are mainly written in order of when I wrote them, so apologies if they start relatively bad. Aside very recent ones, any that are not on here can be found on my poetry blog.
Poems about gender or vague LGBT+ issues
My Flag (a poem about my gender identity and journey - it’s long)
Poems about family trauma
Hopeless Little Girl (a poem about an emotionally abusive older sibling that you want to be empathetic to, but know that things are not ok)
Untouchable (Or So I Should Be) - (a song/poem about feeling upset that those who have wronged you still have the ability to hurt/shake you)
Guilt (a poem about trauma and how to deal with the guilt of hurting others)
Poems about mental health
To Cry Out (a poem that feels like it saved my life to write during a depressive spiral as a teenager)
Fragile Dolls (a poem about living with older siblings dealing with mental health issues and feeling like it overshadows your own, but you’re scared to reach out for help out of fear of coming off as attention seeking)
Voices (a poem about the contradiction of self-talk one can get at times, possibly hinting at early signs of a bipolar disorder or a personality disorder)
I Don’t Think You Need Them (a poem about seeking mental health treatment and the stigma behind take medication for it):
Birds Are Chirping This Morning (a song I wrote to my best friend to thank him for always listening during my meltdowns and spirals):
Phoenix (a song mostly inspired about surviving a rather harsh and abusive situation I faced and fighting the desire to hurt myself and instead live on after becoming too angry to die and feeling like a Phoenix)
Just saw someone with “use whatever pronouns you use for yourself for me” in bio. I honestly never considered the depth the pronoun metagame could have, we’ve barely scratched the surface with this shit
There is functionally no difference between doing something nice because you actually care and doing something nice because it makes you feel good or because you think you’re obligated to.
A charity does not care if you’re only donating because your religion says you should; either way, your money is still going to help people. That little old lady next door does not care if you only help her with gardening because being thanked makes you feel good, it’s just nice to have some extra hands.
“Fake it til you make it,” is a phrase for a reason but it’s also okay if you NEVER make it, if you never feel the “correct” emotions behind your actions. Your thoughts and feelings matter considerably less than the impact your actions have on other people.
It’s like that story about the man who was going to donate to the hospital so he could get his name on a plaque, then realizes his motives were self-aggrandizing and spiralled on whether he should donate at all. At last he asked his rabbi, who said. “The sick in the hospital don’t care if you just did it to puff yourself up. Don’t shy away from doing the good thing just because you cannot do it perfectly!”
What an utterly cruel thing to tag this post with while completely missing the point. This post was about reassuring people with low and non-existent empathy that they are capable of being kind and doing good, even when they aren’t feeling the “right” emotions.
If someone does good for gratitude, as opposed to genuine care, that’s better than doing nothing out of apathy or a belief that nothing good you do matters because your motivation is selfish.
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