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The Barbie movie really said. Yes you will grow up and childhood wonder will vanish. Yes you will grow up and learn to hate yourself, your body, your awkwardness. Yes you will grow up and lose your confidence and certainty and sense of purpose. Yes you will grow up and the world will seem a bleaker, lonelier place every day, and society will seem bleaker and lonelier every day, and you won’t understand what went wrong in the span of just a few years, what took you from a happy and secure young girl to a sad, uncertain, scared grown woman.

And yet. You will learn to find beauty again. You will find joy in not having a purpose, in building a purpose for yourself. You will find beauty in connection, with the people and the world around you. You will learn to love signs of ageing as proof of a life well lived, of experience and happiness. You will take that little girl by the hand and tell her “I know, this isn’t what you thought it would be, but it’s real. Let me show you how beautiful it can be.”

holdonmars

Enough is enough, I’m tired of watching a movie and inmediately falling for the funny tortured looking guy with brown eyes, curly hair, who looks like he’s never been loved YES I’M TALKING TO YOU DOMINIC SESSA, when am I going to have a break

itsokaytodecay

I don’t think people realize how much strength it takes to pull your own self out of an anxiety attack or a panic attack. So if you’ve done that today or any day, I’m proud of you.

2flwr

I’m trapped again. I’ve walked this road once which makes everything more unreal. I should have known better. I keep blaming myself for this even when I know shit like this happens. I’ve been here before and I can’t describe how worthless I feel when it comes to my own thoughts. My anxiety is getting worse again, I thought I was able to control this by now. I’ve learned how to deal with it in the past but then why am I back at this again? I feel exhausted, I thought this was over.

wholeheartedsuggestions

the small steps count

welcome-to-my-last-braincell

Sometimes when they make potatoes at my house, I think, what excellent baked potatoes, that, that's it, Pride and Prejudice is a part of me

awalkingpoem

I’ve become a glass half-full type of person! I think I have always been, but would sometimes lose sight of who I am deep down because I chose to allow others to influence me. That’s why I check in with myself and my energy constantly during the day so that I stay high vibe and positive when it’s so easy to go the other route.

fairycosmos

i don’t like how endings in real life come on so suddenly without making sense, without much warning. one minute you’re in the middle of something and the next it’s all a very long time ago and you’re a different person and none of it is ever coming back