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@dramaticsizzle
you painted me golden 💛
19 days and counting. I miss you sunshine.
Wow, we really went from counting the days that we were apart because of covid to counting down the days until our wedding. 253 days <3
i feel the urgency of not wanting to fail and the pull of just wanting to give up at the same time
legendary. iconic. no words 10/10
Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness
shoutout to the girls with calamitous love and insurmountable grief. ily
Having a traumatic childhood means you cannot talk even objectively about your basic foundational experiences without it being "venting", even if you're not actually venting. You just straight up have a huge chunk of your life you can't talk about, full stop, without it being trauma dumping.
And it not being socially acceptable to talk about your own childhood is super alienating. Sometimes people want to know why, and any answer you can give them is going to be off putting.
It's to the point I get irritated when something I said is framed as venting when I'm literally just talking about my life experiences, doing my best to keep emotion out of it.
when I was in high school, I overheard two older students talking about a friend of theirs.
One of them said something like, "it doesn't bother me that [Friend] was in residential mental health treatment, I just wish they wouldn't talk about it ALL the time".
The other replied, "Well, that was all of last year for them. So when they say 'when I was in treatment,' it's like when you say 'last year'."
I try to remember that any time someone says something that sounds Shocking to me. sometimes one person's scary special crisis is another person's last year.
[publishing research thesis] lol is this anything
forever. ❤️
“I’m having his baby! No I’m not, but you should see your faces!”
thinking about “two graves, one gun” and “you had to kill me, but it killed you just the same”
On gloomy days I really miss the soft sunlight in Bordeaux ☀️
The Secret Garden by Inga Moore