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tiny creatures from outer space

I feel so lonely lately, especially in the sadness of our world. You deal with so many internal struggles, intrusive thoughts that are never spoken, and repetitive circumstances that you feel shouldn’t be happening to you. I love the people in my life, but the sense of guilt and annoyance I feel when debriefing my struggles to them, that alone is enough to have me disassociating. I suffer in my own head and feel sad because I am not being given the empathy and softness that I so freely and willingly give to everyone in my life. When will it be enough to make me feel like I’m enough

abby086

I comfort others with the words I wish to hear.

apontepralua

humansofnewyork

“I’m turning forty in August. Three kids, full time job. All my kids are under the age of seven. The amount of mental energy it takes, you know, juggling all of them and the constant questions about nothing. I mean, mom is busy, please, just give me a second. My husband tells me that it’s just the season we’re in. We’ll get back to it. But I just want it to slow down so I can pause and breathe. Everything just changes so fast, you know? When you’re a little kid, and you turn into a teenager, it’s like: ‘Oh, I’m changing now.’ But you’ve been coached. You’re prepared for it. Then you go from teenager to college. That’s a big change. Then from college into your twenties, still changing. But at some point you kinda feel like I’m an adult, and I’m done. But you just keep going. It’s like oh shit, no, no, I’m going to keep changing. And these aren’t like the earlier changes. These aren’t the ones you get to plan for. Well some of them are, like: ‘We’re moving to a new place.’ Or ‘I’m going to get a new job.’ Those you can be ready for. But as you get older shit starts getting thrown at you that you’re not planning for. Dodgeballs. And you’ve just got to pivot. And all of the sudden you realize, that moment in time, right before the dodgeball, that was the last time you saw the old you. And you didn’t even get to say goodbye.”

mondlichty

remanence-of-love

I just want to hear someone say they are proud of me. Proud of my strength, my achievements, my flaws. Proud of my resilience. I hate being the one who gives the reassurance and never receives the reassurance

It’s so sad to be surrounded by so many people, yet feel so lonely and unknown. These demons get harder to fight every day