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Some stranger somewhere still remembers you because you were kind to them when no one else was.

mjalti

sometimes it’s “no one loves me” other times it’s “I am not brave enough to look those who love me in the eye”

#mostly its the second

ohneils

we never stop fighting.

anancientheart

How do you go through sadness?

I live with it but don’t make a home out of it. I make space for it in my bed, we eat dinner together sometimes. we walk at night but it falls asleep before I get home and I forget about it. it comes out in loneliness, it comes out in anger, it comes out in desire for attention; and I remember that something is just hurting and make space for it to hurt. I listen to the birds sing. I pay attention to flowers growing. I let it exist with happiness because sometimes they are together. I make a point to become kinder to myself.

stay-close

He looked him right in the eyes and saw a man who was great and good and human, who had done extraordinary things and terrible things and been broken and reassembled as a shell, only then to do the bravest thing of all: He had kept on living, though there are easier paths to take.

— Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer

inkskinned

i have read his poetry. he's doing really well on instagram. he writes about her hips and her in the shower and her in a cat-like stretch, he says feline. he writes about her mouth but he's writing about her throat but he's writing about what he could do to both of those. he writes about her knees but he's writing about bending them. he calls it prayerful. honorbound. how nice to feel her worship.

he has a post with something like ten thousand likes that says how hard it was for him to be a man dating a powerful woman - he says, i was threatened by her success and took it out on her in violent ways, but now i recognize men can have feelings too. he doesn't apologize to her at any point. he just says - women, see that your man wants to be cared for. the toprated comment is - exactly! men can feel insecure, too. women, let your men win.

he writes about her like a dead wife. he writes about her like a virgin. he dresses her in white a lot. he says her neck is slim. he keeps marrying her in all his fiction; she's always bearing his children. sometimes she has superpowers, but she always comes home to him. he promises all his readers - there's so much power in being a housewife, and we need to let people celebrate motherhood. he says he isn't a traditionalist, he's a feminist, too. we need to "come back" to celebrating that women are just different. you're different too.

he writes about her with her hair down her back. he writes about her with her hands around his laundry. he writes about her like - ah, when i look at you, all i feel is hungry.

mjalti

Ms. Honey, life feels heavy rn, how can I find the strength to get through it? sending you love and hoping that things are looking good in your life:)

you don't necessarily find it, you make it. like today, it’s been a tough week at work, so im making 2 batches of cinnamon rolls using some recipe I found online. I use baking as a hobby for myself, so I watch like 20 different youtube videos on how to make it/ how to bake it/how to present it etc, and then I give myself 3 tries to do it. The first time I made cinnamon buns, they came out rock hard and didn’t rise at all. Turns out, using shitty yeast and the wrong flour are just terrible for baking. I was so bummed lol. So the next time around I bought specifically the right things I needed and boom; warm bread-like cinnamon rolls that broke apart like they were in some damn commercial. I felt so ooooo good + the people who got cinnamon rolls got a nice surprise too. You dont necessarily find strength like it’s a quarter on the ground. You make strength by having goals, trying new things, and teaching. It’s really hard when you have to “be strong” for yourself, but it’s a lot easier when it comes to being strong for others, like friends, family, pets, neighbors, etc. Strength is made through connections.

batsandboba

I haven’t been on tumblr for quite as long as a lot of people but over several years I’ve noticed this interesting gradual sorta,, shift in the general culture? that it went from this mostly depressed, nihilistic outlook where people would regularly joke about hating themselves and being hopeless and depressed, to a wave of vehemence of “STOP hating everything actually the world is Good and you deserve love!!!” type posts, to now, where those aggressive ‘PSAs’ have faded away and instead I regularly see people romanticizing simple things like stars and hot tea and rainy mornings, and waxing poetic about their friends, and just trying to put love out there. and I don’t know exactly what that means (someone who knows more than me could probably say something smart about generational expression and trauma or popular perception of mental health and whatnot), but I do know that it makes my heart very full to see people learn to love the world and themselves by extension, and a whole userbase adopting healthier coping mechanisms, and therefore teaching the younger users to do so as well. I might just be following different people, but I really do think we’ve grown. everyone has grown. five years ago it wasn’t unusual for the next post on my dash to be a scathing commentary on why nothing matters or an anon ripping into someone they barely knew or someone complaining about how pathetic their interests are. now I have mutuals who get excited and spam reblog art of cows and friends I see tagging each other in pictures of frogs and strangers writing paragraphs about how much I matter. it makes me happy. idk. just an observation I wanted to make. I think people are good and everyone’s just trying their best at the end of the day

batsandboba

I take it all back everyone on this site is toxic

onlinecounsellingcollege

Some Signs that Life is Demanding Your Attention

1. The same themes and patterns (which are usually self-defeating) keep reappearing, or repeating themselves.

2. Unresolved issues and heatache from your past, are stopping you from living and enjoying your life now. These are triggered more frequently and easily today.

3. You have trouble coping with powerful emotions – like overwhelming anger or excessive crying.

4. You feel anxious, restless and dissatisfied, and feel as if something needs to change in your life.

5. You feel dazed or shocked by something that has happened, and can’t pick up the pieces and “be normal” again.

6. You keep pushing down your feelings, and denying your emotions, but they keep resurfacing – and just won’t go away.

7. You make superficial changes as you’re scared of digging deeper. - but that doesn’t work for long as the real problem’s still there.

8. You can’t let go of something that meant a lot to you – a disappointment, or a failure, or a past relationship.

sansgod

the magical duration where our lives make sense together is making me cry

inkskinned

it won’t be like what you imagined. maybe you get the road trip to the beach with coffee in your hand and the radio playing, maybe you don’t. but happy shows up. it’s in a 2 AM game of jenga with your new college friends. it’s curling up for another marathon of netflix. it’s meeting the person who will be your best man at the wedding. it’s 4:45pm in the library when the girl in the study coral across from you quietly whispers “i’m going to set everything on fire” and then turns to you and asks if you wanna take a break for dinner (say yes, she’s very nice and you both need a moment away from the stress). it’s the mornings they have omelettes and in good books and in a puddle that looks cool. it’s sometimes picturesque, but more often it’s full-belly laughter at stupid things on the floor of your friend’s house while in the background someone is debating the best way to win settlers of catan.

i know it gets dark early now and the tired is setting in and everything sort of feels blank and hazy and you want to spend ages staring at walls thinking of nothing

but happiness will find a way in. it will be small moments. look for them.