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baby lawyer - 23 y/o - parisian girl - recovering from some shit

[fxck-every-1]

i will never forgive you for the nights i stayed up crying and wondering why i wasn’t good enough, i will never forgive you for the days where my biggest accomplishment was getting out of bed, you broke my heart and for that there is no space for any forgiveness. But i will sit here and thank you, thank you for showing me i was worth more than you, thank you for giving me the ultimate push to loving myself, thank you for showing me you weren’t the person i dreamt of you being. Here’s to loving yourself after a heartbreak. They leave because you need room to grow

[pol-ar-ity]

There wasn’t yelling. There wasn’t fighting. There wasn’t “fuck you” and “I never loved you” and “I’m not going to miss you.”

There were two tired hearts. Still beating, but no longer in sync. Four eyes that never seemed to meet at the same time. Twenty fingers that no longer entwined. Two pairs of lips that hadn’t met in months.

So we said goodbye. We said we’d keep in touch. We said “good luck,” and we meant it. And it hit me:

I spent so long being mad at you, that I forgot you were human, too. That we were both flawed. That I loved you, I loved you, I loved you.

I still do.

“i’m sorry for not realizing you were doing your best”

[darlinghoneysweetheart]

i woke up thinking about you today, i rolled over and checked my phone, as if there might be a text waiting for me, hoping against reason that there would be, but there wasn’t. i knew there wouldn’t be, but i can’t seem to be rid of this foolish hope that one of these days you’ll wake up and realize you made a mistake when you chose her. i keep waiting for you to love me, after all this time, after everything we’ve been through, i’m still waiting for you.

[findingthecactus]

This is exactly how I feel almost every day

[bravesouul]

[burek271]

“The saddest end to a relationship is one where you have to break up with somebody when you’re still in love with them. It sounds bizarre but it happens, because the truth is, as powerfull and as thrilling as it may be, being in love doesn’t always mean you’re happy. You can continue to love someone even after they’ve hurt you, but you know deep inside that it won’t ever be the same again.”

[thewanderingmillennial]

Maybe.

[angelaeleni]

How we can begin to rebuild trust in ourselves:

Sit down and write a list of the things that we are doing that we don’t want to be doing. For example: This could be our way of eating/sleeping, our work, who we interact with, how often we’re on social media, what we do with our free time, etc.

For each thing that we have written, come up with a way that we can either a) improve that thing or, b) completely change it. For example: If we decided that we want to spend less time on social media, we can make a plan to set limits on the “screen time” settings of our phone, we plan to log out of out of all our accounts so that we need to log in to use them and we can decide that we are going to spend that time reading a specific book instead.

Take the necessary initial action towards one of the plans that we have come up with. Often times, starting with the easiest plan can be best for this. For example: To initiate the plan above, we would then go and set the limits on “screen time”, log out of our accounts, go and get the book and put it bedside our bed (or go and borrow it from a library/order it from online/print the pdf)

Follow through with the plan every day. Consistency over a couple weeks will create new habits and when we create new habits, we prove to ourselves that we can trust ourselves. For example, follow our screen time limits, stay logged out of our accounts ascide from when we specified in our plan that we will use the app, continue to read our book.

Once we feel good about this and have created a new habit, it’s time to move onto the next plan on our list. We can refine it if we need to, ensuring that it is realistic for us to do, but also not selling ourselves short.

Let us know how it goes loves! You deserve to build more trust in yourself. It truly brings us so much clarity and freedom. Sending so much love, light and healing your way today,

- Angela and Jacob 💜

[soracities]

sleepy girls club™

[allmymetaphors]

“I said at sixteen that I don’t believe in anything, but now I am thinking that isn’t true. I am thinking of you, and the dappled light on the floor of your room. And your songs, and your jaw, and the color of the moon before a snowstorm. Both eighteen, we agreed that this love was not worth waiting for. The door was locked. I touched your skin, and wondered if it would ever happen again. At the train station, I cry, and a stranger brings me tissues. I don’t want to kiss you, so you leave, and my knees are weak. There is nothing sharper than the words, “I am not what you need.” So I preserve the last moments in amber and build a shadow box. I settle for “he loves me not.” And I tell my mother I’m fine, but last week I met someone with your eyes and had to leave the party, just to avoid him. Friday nights, I get drunk in the bathroom and I make a scene. My friends keep me clean. They don’t let me call you when I am bawling on the bathroom floor. I tell everyone I don’t miss you anymore. And you don’t miss me anymore. And I am a whore, and maybe I told you already, but love is a pretty heavy concept. So I won’t say I love you. Everywhere I go I hear new reasons to believe that I am lucky. My friends love me. On Saturday morning I shave half my head. You will never see it. You will never ask how I am healing. I was surprised to find I had been faking it all along.”

— Let’s Not Waste Our Time With This Anymore; Hannah Beth Ragland 

[living-fitness]

Living Fitness

[avclittler]

no particular place to go  

[luthienne]

“Where I had doubt, I’d fill the space with what I remembered, what I knew to be true, what I could say.”

— Carmen Maria Machado, In the Dream House

[corropt]

Duane Michals - Sad Farewell

[arieefineart]

All in the Mind series by Ariee

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“Holding hands is better than saying “I love you”.”

— Anne Sexton, from a letter to Anne Clarke written c. July 1964

[findingthecactus]

Drawing to forget

[findingthecactus]

Fucking love yourself and your body in order to love someone else. If you don't at some time it will fails like it did for me. Who want a depressed girl always complaining about herself and insecure w her body ? Seriously. This shit takes long time but at the end it would be worth it. And I'm determined to achieve this. Don't be in the rush to find someone, take your time, and heal first ❤️🙏