Breathing - Tumblr Posts
Why is Prof Faulkner's… head crest(?) far shorter compared to those of other Uniimas?

He doesn't know if it's a birth defect or a very early injury but it's one of those.
The crest is two horn bones fused together at the top, inside is the Uniima's vocal organ and the sound comes from the 4 holes at the front.
His crest is not really shorter, it's kinda just not there, making him physically mute. He can push air from his nostrils but it's no speech. It limits him in few other ways but he's doing fine.
(he also lacks all of his claws but those are definitely injury)
Sorry for using your question to infodump. Enjoy my not-refined-enough anatomy lesson.
Poem: Breathing
She told you to take deep breaths –
throw a few minutes of air at your problems
and watch as they sink into the ground –
but you stretched your face into a yawn
and roared your deepest breath in her direction
in peaceful protest of her airy approach.
j.p
Deep Breathing GIFs
Thought I’d share some Deep Breathing gifs that I’ve found helpful to focus on when I need something tangible to calm myself. Just found these in a Google search, there’s so many others but these were the ones I’ve used in the last year.





*DBT Skill Guides Here*

Box Breathing
This breathing exercise is great for de-stressing and grounding yourself for meditation.
To start, get into a comfortable seated position, straighten your spine, keep your hands relaxed by your sides or on your lap, and legs relaxed with your feet on the ground.
Inhale deeply, counting 4 beats.
Continue by holding that breath and counting another 4 beats.
Exhale slowly for another 4 beats.
Hold for another 4 beats.
Repeat 3 or 4 times.
*For help pacing, you can use a 60 bpm metronome, which can be found on any music streaming platform or Youtube.
*DBT guides here*
Untitled artist Im gatekeeping that hasn't released a song since 2013 drop a new album right now please I need it I'm clawing at my skin :/
Today is the last day I am a boy.
Tomorrow I start my hormone replacement therapy,
And will finally become who I want to be.
It has been hard getting here.
Strange
Confusing
And often terrifying.
Yet still I come to my destination
Anxious only in my fear of making decisions.
I am defining my future days.
Declaring a life for myself.
I am done with living in limbo
Afraid of crystalizing possibilities.
I am done with the shadows of life
Wanting more for myself than eternal waiting.
I will.
This is all there is.
I am Ananna
Fierce and terrible
Radiant dawn.
For all the love you give out into the world,
wouldn't it be lovely to receive some?

Varda redraw
Why is it so tough to breathe right now? Why do I have to push myself to breathe? As if, if I wouldn't push myself I'll choke to death. This feeling is terrible.
I feel suffocated, I want to hug, I want to exhale, I want to cry, I want to shout, I want to scream, I want to breathe!
That moment when you're really sad and you try to breathe in but your lungs are like "nah homie, the heart was telling some shit you feeling and I don't think you really want to do that right now" and basically contract themselves so it feels like you're breathing in cement.

(from "the breathing")
shadows waving in layers
beneath the blue lights
were blackened
and the silence
with a deafening symphony
was frozen
only the breathing
breaks the ice of silence
like a cry of a bird
glimmering deeply and unstably
in this huge world
I am left alone
I am left alone.
the cold silence
the desolate darkness
the breathing piercing the air
in that suffocating swell
I am left alone
I am left alone.
sinking is
not a bad thing

anim practice 🤍
not the best but, thats why we practice <33
Noo, you deleted your audio (◡︵◡) It was so hot
heres a new one for u <3
hey. i'm back
helloe, i'm sorry I haven't posted in so long. things have been wild. I made friends who helped me stop cutting and now I'm a bit more healthy. me and mum moved out of my stepdad's house, ik I don't really talk ab my personal life at all, but that's about to change. a lot of things are, actually.
for starters, i'd like to inform you on where I was at in my life before this post.
Tw: abuse, mental illness, self harm
anxiety/depression (diagnosed) was fucking me (and still kinda is)
I was slitting my ankles with anything I could find.
I was homeschooled, the only place I was allowed to go was church, and I had to hide tumblr and discord from my (emotionally, sometimes physically) abusive stepdad.
I felt extremely lonely.
but see, as I was hiding my accounts from my stepdad, I met people on the internet who genuinely cared about me, and helped me stop cutting. these people are like my real family and I love them with every fiber of my being.
my mum, my little sister, and I finally moved out and mum is in court against stepdad after over 9 years of being together. we are living with my bitchy grandparents. I mean, they aren't as bad as my ex-stepdad but they're kinda homophobic and bitchy/annoying.
change comes slow and the only way out is through. I'm still getting help for some mental things, but i'm finally out of that really toxic environment. I'm somewhat better now, ofc I'll still need to work on myself but stepdad is gone and i'm sorta free.
the place i'm in rn is sorta better, though my grandparents are more demanding and don't really care about me. i'll talk about them more some other time but yeah.
sometimes, i forget how to breathe.
in the afterlight of starless nights, my lungs collapse.
there’s something about the blanketed clouds that is suffocating
and i choke between desperate attempts to expand my chest.
sometimes, i forget how to b e .
in the afterlight of holding on, i drift away
there’s something about the exhaustion that gives way to fear
and i choke behind desperate hands clasped in something like a prayer.