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@dalmon
Do you ever notice yourself getting bad again…like, you know you’re not doing work that needs to be done, you know you’re not cleaning, you know you’re not taking care of yourself…you know all the things you need to do to start trying to feel better. But you just can’t. And you’re left feeling like shit bc you thought you were getting better but here we are
02-20-2020
Hello. It’s been a while.
I am feeling so many things right now. It’s giving me so much anxiety. The problem with me is that I care so much about other people’s opinions with regards to my life. I am so afraid of what they will say about me. So afraid of being wrongly judged. I wish I didn’t give a single fuck. But I do and it’s killing me. It’s slowly tearing my insides apart.
It’s hard to survive each day. I hate uncertainty but are we ever really certain anyway?
K. I don’t think I’m making any sense. Just had to let some shit out ‘cos I’m freaking out. Lord, just give me a sign. Lelz :-(
“How to kill someone: Pretend they don’t exist, Act like everything you ever said to them was a lie.”
— (via blutlecken)
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10-29-19
Lol
How do I stop these feelings... hELp. September and october have been a whirlwind of emotions, literally. The Lord is testing me.
imagine if you loved yourself in the same way you loved another person; not caring about the flaws in the body or inside the mind, seeing the virtues even bigger, supporting, taking care. that would be a new level of self-esteem and another way to be indestructible
resist the urge to give up on healing just because it is slow
Here’s the thing about people with good hearts. They give you excuses when you don’t explain yourself. They accept apologies you don’t give. They see the best in you when you don’t need them to. At your worst, they lift you up, even if it means putting their priorities aside. The word “busy” does not exist in their dictionary. They make time, even when you don’t. And you wonder why they’re the most sensitive people. You wonder why they’re the most caring people. You wonder why they are willing to give so much of themselves with no expectation in return. You wonder why their existence is not so essential to your well-being. It’s because they don’t make you work hard for the attention they give you. They accept the love they think they’ve earned and you accepted the love you think you’re entitled to. Let me tell you something. Fear the day when a good heart gives up on you. Our skies don’t become grey out of no where. Our sunshine does not allow the darkness to take over for no reason. A heart does not turn cold unless it’s been treated with coldness for a while.
It’s okay if you thought you were over it but it hits you all over again.
It’s okay to fall apart even after you thought you had it under control.
You are not weak. Healing is messy. And there is no timeline for healing.
“Do you think I can have one more kiss?
I’ll find closure on your lips, and then I’ll go. Maybe also one more breakfast, one more lunch, and one more dinner. I’ll be full and happy and we can part. But in between meals, maybe we can lie in bed one more time. One more prolonged moment where time suspends indefinitely as I rest my head on your chest. My hope is if we add up the “one mores” they will equal a lifetime and I’ll never have to get to the part where I let you go. But that’s not real, is it? There are no more one mores.
I met you when everything was new and exciting, and the possibilities of the world seem endless. And they still are… for you, for me, but not for us. Somewhere between then and now, here and there, I guess we didn’t just grow apart, we grew up.
When something breaks, if the pieces are large enough, you can fix it. Unfortunately sometimes things don’t break, they shatter. But when you let the light in, shattered glass will glitter. And in those moments when the pieces of what we were catch the sun, I’ll remember just how beautiful it was. Just how beautiful it’ll always be. Because it was US. And we were magic. Forever.”
— Someone Great
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youve done it! youve boiled being in your early twenties down to its bare essentials!
A restless ocean heart By Niles King 19/11/2014
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02-06-19
You know how sometimes you feel like you're getting better and then one thing happens and you're back to that downward spiral?
It's always like that for me. For so long already. It's hard but I'm actually used to it.
But whenever I get anxiety attacks and/or depressive episodes, my boyfriend would always tell me that I am not alone. I would say that I'm sorry and that I'm trying my best to get better and he'll tell me that there's no need to say sorry. He would always say that he loves and accepts me for who I am (since day 1) and that trying is good enough.
"You'll get there."
I know that I am the least deserving person right now, but God has blessed me with so much more than what I could have imagined.
I have no words but, thank You.
in 2009 florence welch said “leave all your love and your longing behind, you can’t carry it with you if you want to survive” and in 2018 she said “the loneliness never left me, i always took it with me, but i can put it down in the pleasure of your company” and that is growth
“Sometimes you’ll have a couple of good days. And then it hits you. Everything. It hurts to talk, to love, to be. Existing is so difficult at times but no one wants to hear that. No one wants to know about the days you spend crying or curled up in a corner somewhere or wishing you could be anywhere but here. We all have our ways of coping with it. We all have our very own acts of survival. Our ways of staying alive when we’re in too much pain to feel anything at all. I get it. This isn’t life anymore. This is just about getting through the day. I hope that one day it’ll be something more than that.”
— more than that // r.e.s (via thoughtsintorhymes)
