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You can’t see your reflection in boiling water. Similarly, you can’t see the truths in your life in a state of anger.

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Feelings never make sense. They get you all confused and drive you around for hours until they drop you right back where you started.

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In honor of Autumn coming soon, here are some happy dogs that love the fall weather are aren’t afraid to show it. Have a great day everyone.

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Tips for Improving your Concentration

onlinecounsellingcollege:

1. Eliminate noise and other distractions from your environment. It takes approximately 15 minutes to reach a place of focused concentration. Thus, constant interruptions will stop you reaching that place.

2. Deliberately structure your environment so that the focus is clearly on studying - and not on doing, and seeing, other things. That may mean changing the room you work in, moving your desk, and so on.

3. Clarify your goals for each piece of work. If you don’t know what you’re doing, or you’re hoping to achieve, you’ll likely go in circles, and simply waste your time.

4. Break large areas of study down into smaller sections, and then plan how you’re going to work through each of these.

5. Set reasonable time limits for each portion of the task – and also for completing the final project. That should help to stop you wasting time on needless details, from wandering down blind alleys, and from procrastinating.

6. Be clear about the requirements for each task. For example, what are the guidelines you have to follow? What standard or quality of work is expected? How detailed does your knowledge have to be? If you’re writing as assignment, how long should it be, and what style and format is required?

7. Isolate yourself. Often, it is best if we lock ourselves away, and avoid other people, when we really need to work. Find a place to hide away, or put a sign or your door – but refuse to talk to anyone until the work is done!

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I start to think there really is no cure for depression, that happiness is an ongoing battle, and I wonder if it isn’t one I’ll have to fight for as long as I live.

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Goal Setting and Achievement

onlinecounsellingcollege:

1. Make lists of all the possible things that you can do to take your wish forward. Include all the steps from tiny to monumental. Writing them down does not necessarily mean you have to do them all.

2. Find the one action step that jumps off the page at you. If nothing jumps off the page, choose the one that looks the easiest – the least intimidating.

3. Then do the first step you have selected.

4. Celebrate that you did something that started your process in motion.

5. Keep on going. Choose another step, and then another. Each accomplishment generates energy. Each time you generate energy with your success, use it to motivate yourself for the next challenge.

6. When you hit a snag, go back to the moment just prior to the snag. Ask yourself what happened in that sequence of moments. Then, either fix the snag by trying again, or step back and tackle something easier. It might simply be the wrong time to be tackling that specific step.

Source: Based on Carter-Scott, C. (2000) If success is a game, these are the rules. New York: Random house. (pp.97-8). Abridged.

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I’m not a victim. No matter what I’ve been through, I’m still here. I have a history of victory.

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On Breaking Down and Hooking Up

writingsforwinter:

You will fall in love with the knife, and then the pills, and then the back of a stranger’s car and the way a mouth can taste like salt when the lights are off. You love in the dark. You never enter a church without making sure you have something to confess for first. A man dangles his legs off the rooftop and does one more snort of cocaine and you do one more snort of life and one more fumbled condom and one more bitter shot and one more sorry about last night, one more give me your bones as rosary, one more oh please, just one more. You have been everywhere except where you are. No one loves you as much as you have never loved yourself. Your first felony was being a woman. A man in your bed pulling your face down to his through your hair, your cheeks flooded with blood, your move, his move, your move. Some day, you will find a glass eye floating in the ocean, you will find a stranded daughter, and you will remember how you would have swallowed razor blades if he had demanded it. You will ask the taste of blood in your mouth how it feels to be art, but you already know. That boy you fucked in year one. That boy from year two. That boy. The boy of someone else’s girl. That boy who looked like a bloodhound. And some part of you dies, and the other goes on living. And every man always looks at you before he comes, as if something new will be there that was never there before. And he says I’m going to come, that’s what they all say, and you think, Wherever you are coming, I hope it is somewhere better than where I’m at.

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