I'm kind of in the same situation, I recognise that especially social media are really bad for my mental health, and being a highly sensitive person, my brain cannot sustain that kind of constant bombardment of visual stimuli. I believe being cronically online is a way of maybe find a distraction from my emotions. So here's what I'm trying to do: I just try to be as creative as I can be. Whether it's sketching with a pencil, discovering new music, gardening (even buying a little plant that doesen't need extreme maintainance can do!), and lastly I very much reccomend trying penpaling. You can search for a penpal, start to build a connection and then when you both feel like it, exchange adresses and start sending letters to eachother. You can write how you are feeling, create little surprises, go out to search for magnets or postcards or stickers! It's really nice because once you concentrate on putting together a letter and therefore you are putting the effort to deliver to a friend something great, they will do the same. It makes me feel really good and seen and cared for, and I'm able to do the same and occupy my time for something nice. :)
Jul 29, 2024

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things ive found have helped: - doing less during the day. ik this isnt always an option cause we all have to work, but if you do have things taking up energy that you can cut out, i recommend working towards cutting it - try to not put as much pressure on yourself. you cant run a marathon if you havent started small. sometimes i just try to draw something on a post it note daily - (my favorite) write down the basic thoughts during the day, expand them when you have time. i have a note on my phone full of random thoughts and words and when im feeling stuck, ill go through and pick out the easiest to start working on. for example, i have ā€œhandsawā€ directly above ā€œthe pornification of violenceā€ obv the second is a much more intense and ā€œworthwhileā€ as a concept, but it is easier to doodle whatever ā€œhandsawā€ means. its also so fun to have a huge list of the batshit looney things that have crossed my brain, because when i feel empty and heavy i can look at it and remember that i do have creative ideas. - give yourself grace. being a creative is exhausting. its okay to feel utterly overwhelmed by life and the pressure to create. our bodies tell us what we need, and if you need a nap, honor how you feel and spend some time resting <3
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whenever i start to Feel Real Bad i delete all the social media apps on my phone and i force myself to go outside into nature more, see other people, and read easy/shorter books (that arenā€™t sad). i journal to get any bad feelings out and to help think through why iā€™m in a funk. i clean my sheets and try to not be in my bed from 10am-9pm. i paint my nails. i dance in my room. i try to switch up my routine, and also put more effort into my outfits and fun makeup (personally it makes me feel more functional). i donā€™t have a therapist right now (working on it!) but talking to one usually helps me. i go to people i trust for advice, bc sometimes the funk comes from feeling overwhelmed. i also try to listen to lots of fun music like house music and indie pop. iā€™m not great at doing all of these things each time but a combination of them usually does the trick for me !
Jul 5, 2024
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or, if you have too much attachment, just really try to open them. turn nofs off and you can ween off to start, but I promise when you go to check ur socials to make sure you didnā€™t miss anything, you will realize you never do, there isnā€™t anything to miss. In the meantime, pick up a book! I have recs if you want (I stay far away from booktok books). Get a sketch book and draw, try embroidery (itā€™s easier than you think, I made a little frog and put it on a shirt), start reading the news, do crossword puzzles, clean your room, go for a walk, a drive, call a friend and my personal fave, get a cheap comp notebook and start writing. I realized I had trouble keeping a journal because I would put too much pressure on it and also bought notebooks that were too pretty and delicate.
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This thing always makes me smile. When I was little I never thought that something that came so natural to me could be perceived as weird/intriguing/surprising by people from other cultures. Growing up I understood that for others it was fascinating and funny, in some kind of way, to see us Italians, in our cities, in bars, restaurants, in squares, in the middle of the street, communicate with one another using very specific hand gestures paired with very specific facial expressions. Itā€™s not just casually moving our hands up and down chaotically to emphasise what we are saying. I swear, we are able to communicate with each other without saying a single word, just using hand gestures+the facial expression associated with that gesture (we have at least 250 specific hand gestures). The roots of this sociological and anthropological phenomenon are to be found in the history of my country.Ā  Basically for a long time Italy was not a unified country, we had dialects and languages that were different in every region, we had what we call ā€œSignorieā€, ruled by rich Italian families, then reigns that were ruled by Austria, Spain, France and so on. Basically, we couldnā€™t understand each other. Latin was the language of the educated, and Italian vulgar (Italian of the origins, which then gave life to the Italian spoken today) was not yet spoken. The only way to understand each other was through gestures. Even now, if a Venetian had to speak in dialect with a Sardinian, and the Sardinian had to speak in Sardinian, they would not understand well, but if they had to use the gestures they would understand instantly. I would love to create a sort of tutorial for italian gestures, maybe one day?Ā  If someone knows a gesture, you can ask me what it actually means.Ā  Maybe I can start with the most famous one, and the most misunderstood of all: ā€œšŸ¤ŒšŸ¼ā€ When do we use this and what does it mean?Ā Ā Letā€™s start with three different situations were you can use this gesture, even though there are more (the intensity of the meaning varies from the situation ur in): 1) What do you mean? (move the hand not to fast, up and down, close to your body) context: a friend says something that you donā€™t understand, you are confused. Facial expression: a kind of grimace with the corners of the mouth pointing downwards, the slit eyes (as when you canā€™t see well from afar), the eyebrows slightly frowning. You are not angry, just confused. 2) Start by raising a bit your open hand in front of the person you are facing (āœ‹šŸ¼-> meaning ā€œstopā€, ā€œwait a minuteā€), then proceed with moving up and down your hand ā€œšŸ¤ŒšŸ¼ā€, turning the hand horizontally towards you chest. Youā€™re not agreeing with what the person is saying, youā€™re a bit nervous, this gesture means ā€œwait, what the heck are you saying?ā€. Facial expression: similar as the first one when you put you open hand up (bit more confused), then when you move the hand horizontally, accentuate that expression even more, with the mouth straight and clenched. Context: you are pissed, not angry. Youā€™re starting to get angry. 3)Ā Raise your arm horizontally, the hand is still in this position ā€œšŸ¤ŒšŸ¼ā€ but turned horizontally as well. With a lot of emphasis, move the arm towards your chest and then facing it towards the other person, repeatedly. Meaning: ā€œWHAT THE F DO U WANT?ā€ Or ā€œWHAT THE F ARE YOU SAYING TO ME?ā€. Context: someone insults you, someone makes you very very angry by saying something. Facial expression: the face you do when youā€™re really angry šŸ˜¤. (this is not good because this means an argument is going to start).Ā  If you want a part 2ā€¦let me know? I donā€™t know if this is interesting, or if it was clear.
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This morning I started to recognise the familiar symptoms of an anxiety attack, that usually leads me to be completely unable to function. I have my resources and I can handle them (anxiety/panic attacks), even if they cause me an immense amount of pain, both physically and emotionally. But thereā€™s one thing I was never ever able to do, that people often told me would help: put on comfortable clothes and take a walk, go outside and breathe, get the fuck out of your room. I thought I would never been able to do that, never. ā€œI am not strong enough, it may be good for others, but me? Iā€™m weak, I cannot function, something bad might happen, my body is not my ally in these casesā€. I guess I was wrong, and Iā€™m so happy to admit I was wrong. I said to myself, when those symptoms arised this morning: ā€œok, breathe, itā€™s just the same familiar stuff you know very well. Now, you can deal with it, even if youā€™re scared. But this time, why donā€™t you try something different? For just one time, allow yourself to react by moving your body, try to show your mind that there are other ways to deal with thisā€. I was scared as fuck, but I did it. And I discovered another part of myself that I thought wasnā€™t there. My body, this time, wasnā€™t against meā€¦and maybe it never was, the poor thing was just trying to adapt to the comfort zone that stillness represented. I am incredibly strong, so much more than what I thought. And if someone needs to hear this: YOU ARE TOO.
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Lately anxiety is not helping much, and Iā€™m constantly drained due to exams coming up. I miss my family. I miss myself. This made me reflect on the fact that Iā€™m still here, and alsoā€¦we are such precious creatures. We diminish ourselves, but everything we touch we influence. We are way more powerful than we think we are. Anyway, letā€™s see what we have here: ā€¢ a fraction of ā€œTHE wallā€: from left to right two postcard I bought last summer at the MusĆ©e des Beaux Arts in Bruxelles (ā€œGeorgetteā€ by Magritte, a pic of Magritte himself, on the bottom a quote I found in a fortune cookie, then a quote I found in a ā€œBacio Peruginaā€ a chocolate treat that is very well known here in Italy, on top of Magritte two Js as you can see (this is a CRAZY story), then on a post-it a quote of a thing I wrote in a sort of essay, then a poem that my best friend wrote for me, another fortune biscuitā€™s quote, a post-card from a place in Italy called ā€œSacro Boscoā€ (Sacred Wood, also know as ā€œParco dei Mostriā€ = Monsterā€™s Park), itā€™s an old black and white photo of a young boy grazing the sheep šŸ‘), two more post-its (one from roomies one from my mom). Yes I have a thing for post-itsā€¦ ā€¢ books I started and I never get the chance to finish because of uni (I really recommend though ā€œWhatever arises love thatā€ by Matt Kahn aaaand to start educate urself on Palestine (if you havenā€™t already started you should, itā€™s great) ā€œMornings in Jeninā€ by Susan Abulhawa) ā€¢ Abat-jour, lamp, whatever you call her, with a ā€œnecklaceā€ (bracelet I made with my granny when I was little, my wrist grew so the lamp suits it better as a lovely necklace), on top a sleep mask. ā€¢ a notebook (I love it, the red one), on top my two pairs of reading glasses. ā€¢ Forest green water bottle (very used, but I love her) ā€¢ A ceramic jewellery holder, which was of my beloved grandmother, with jewels I inherited from her šŸ„ŗ ā€¢ a thing I use to store my bangles and bracelets (my little treasure, theyā€™re all vintage/inherited) ā€¢ one of my thousands of candles (I donā€™t know why they ease my anxiety) and mini Corto Maltese (in my opinion a masterpiece in the world of comic-strips) themed matches.
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