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Józef Wilkoń "The story of the kind wolf"
[ID: an illustration from the children's book "the story of the kind wolf" of the wolf standing in a field of flowers and picking daisies with a big blue sky overhead. The wolf looks happy, and the art has a calm mood to it. End ID.]
dude i love how chill and selfless you are 😄 by any chance is your wildest fantasy to be Useful?
do what you can when you can. that’s the most anyone (including you) should ever really ask of you.
“but what if-“ no, because there is no way to know and you can’t go back. it is what it is. c’est la vie. “what if” is for future stuff, now. it’s getting a rebranding.
my heart melts with him 🩶
[ID: A donkey plush sits on a picnic blanket outside. In one picture, he reads a book. In another, he’s surrounded by food containers. /end ID]
hey. hey you. got any peanuts?
[ID: digital drawing of a blue jay perched on a branch in the snow .end ID]
Anastasia Trusova — “Through The Walls”, 2020
Acrylic on linen (70 x 70 cm)
[ID: Painting done in acrylic of a sunset or sunrise scene. The sun is mostly hidden behind clouds, which are colored with visible paint strokes in dark, blue-ish purples except where they light up white near the sun. The sky is lit up in yellows, oranges, reds, pinks and purples, depending on where the rays manage to reach. The sea below is filled with small waves, and is also colored with visible paint strokes in blues and purples. End ID]
ID: fragments of writing on brown paper that says, collectively, "someone is still telling jokes they learned from you. someone is still using the phrases and words you used. someone still smiles when they remember a moment with you. someone is still listening to the music you've showed them. someone admires you from afar and is inspired by you. someone learned how to love from you." end ID
all i want is the best for u ☘︎
[ Begin ID: A colored pencil drawing of Snoopy sitting on one of the green leaves of a pink flower, looking down. There are clouds above raining on him, and pink writing next to him reads "i hope you eventually live the life you want to live, and i hope that nothing haunts you for too long. and i hope you're kind to yourself!!". There are several blue squigles, pink stars, and green clovers decorating the borders of the page. / End ID ]
Actually, you are enough. Even if you don’t work. Or study. Or go out. Or have friends. Or have family. You’re enough because you exist and your existence is enough to be enough because you are not a product. You are not a sum of output. You are not a task to complete. But because you are something the universe wanted and put here even if you’ll never understand why. Somewhere in the cosmos your existence makes a difference, even if it’s not the way others existences do.
There is infinite time ahead of you. never forget this. AND. It is okay to mourn the time you lost. To mental illness, to fear, to bad situations. You can grieve the life you could have lived, even as you move into a life worth living.
you’ll be fine. you made it out of impossible situations before and you will do it again
ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME? YOU WILL DO IT AGAIN.
''i wasted those years'' who cares. you lived the only life you could've lived in those moments
You did the best you could with all you had and knew. That was then. Here is now
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[ID: Tags that read #you needed those years to get here #time spent growing isn't wasted #there's no rules and no right way to do this. End ID.]
This is actually such a crucial part of healing from neglect and abuse and I have to add to this.
Because indeed, people who like you will not roll their eyes and sigh at the idea of accommodating your needs, they will value your voice and be upset with you about injustice done to you, not at you for "being difficult". They will be happy when you find a way to live a better life, and help you to get there. If you are struggling, someone who loves you wants to see you smile, not tell you to smile because "you have it so good".
[image: tweet by overlyxclusive: "when people love you they find joy in making life easier for you"]
cant stop thinking about this this was sooo crazyyyyy
when you trust yourself to love beautifully you can stand the ups and downs of intimacy
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Oof. never wanting to feel bad is like never wanting to feel hungry or anything other than the perfect temperature: your body will betray you every second of every day.
There's no moral. Suffering is just information.
You need a sandwich because you need a sandwich. You need love because you need love. When you trust yourself to eat gorgeously you can stand to be hungry for a few hours before dinner. When you trust yourself to love beautifully you can stand the ups and downs of intimacy.
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agonizing over all the time you wasted or lost is useless. it’s gone now. you survived in the only way you knew how. doesn’t your survival deserve some recognition too?
like toni morrison said, “sometimes you don't survive whole, you just survive in part. but the grandeur of life is that attempt. it’s not about that solution. it is about being as fearless as one can, and behaving as beautifully as one can, under completely impossible circumstances.”
where's that picture that ruined my life
found it
[ image description: a venn diagram where the left circle is labeled "grief", the right circle is labeled "the ankle you twisted when you were 13", and the a line drawn down from the overlapping section leads to the label "i think the pain is gone and then i do something weird and it strikes again". / end description ]
