this next cup of coffee will fix me
im worse now
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this next cup of coffee will fix me
im worse now
one thing i have been trying to teach myself lately is that i am enough whenever. i am always, all the time enough. i am enough when i don’t like myself, i am enough when i don’t look presentable, i am enough when i’m not ready to face my demons. you don’t have to do certain things such as working out 5x a week, journal and meditate every night or be good at school to be enough and worthy of love. whatever state you are in right now is enough. you are deserving of a relationship, a good life and everything else at any given time.
A window into anxiety.
I guess experience kinda fucked me up.
me whenever i look at everyone: why am i the only ugly person
just in case u need a reminder: don’t comment on ANYONE’s plate, appetite, body, or food choices. for fuck’s sake. i thought we were beyond this🙄
“My grief and I are still so ill-acquainted; two strangers sharing one body. We bump into each other while reaching for the toothbrush, while walking the dog across the street. And I’m so close to recognizing her, I’ve listened to her cry at the bottom of the bathtub and watched her rub her eyes at a funeral. I want to tell her it’s all okay, I’m here too, and we can be here together, I am just too afraid to speak.”
— Schuyler Peck, Parts of Me I Haven’t Met (20/30: Grief)
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
i need all the help i can get for finals
Hey so
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
So you know.
This might be the real one, y’all.
This is Money Marge. Reblog for a miracle of finances to come to you
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it wants your money, periodt.
your body is not a problem to be solved.
diet culture’s main goal is to cash in on self-hate.
eventually you realize you don’t want to die. you just don’t want to live the life you’re living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.
Good luck to my depressed fellas trying their best to get trough life. I see you