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Tove Ditlevsen, from a poem featured in There Lives a Young Girl in Me Who Will Not Die: Selected Poems
It's okay to disappear until you are you again.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑪𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒆!!☕
𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔!!☺️
𝒊 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 , 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚... 𝒊'𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕.. 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊'𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒓𝒂... 𝒂 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.. 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉, 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅.. 𝒔𝒐, 𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝒊 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒓... 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒊 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒛𝒛, 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚! 🥰
𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚!🤎☕🙂
your soulmate is someone who’s committed to working things out with you & doesn’t see breaking up as an option. they’re willing to have difficult conversations & are always devoted to finding solutions that make the both of you feel secure, reassured & happy in your relationship.
Of course you do end up healing, but you’re never the same again.
“If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to others then you deserve a love deeper than the ocean itself.”
— Nikita Gill
you avoid diving into the depths of your thoughts, hesitate before scrolling through your old photos, and shut the door on songs that once felt like home, all because you know that a single moment of remembering—just one—could pull you back into the abyss you once convinced yourself you had escaped. *grief, in its harshest form.