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Choose to see magic in the little things.
Shimmering light filtering through the leaves. Steam rising from a cup of coffee in the early morning light. The creak of an old windowpane. The smell of a damp forest, after a cool autumn rain.
I’m happy you exist
“My heart has nothing to do with you anymore. I think, that's happiness.”
— Chuck Akot, from Memoirs, HAPPINESS
i bet the stars would be so proud to know their fragments created someone like you
Please know that recovery is a journey, and although some parts of it may hurt, and feel impossible even, it will take you to a much better place. Please don’t give up now that you’ve come so far.
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you made it through what you thought would destroy you before. you can do it again now
The moon is a bruise
There is a darkness rimming the edges that creeps
I can feel stillness
And I feel your hard mouth
And the way that you say husband
Is like you wish it never was
And I wish it never was.
There is a dark spot in my memory
Your place,
Filling up my room before sleep.
Someday I hope to raise a family in a place you could not mistake for any home I’ve ever been in.
Brenna Twohy, “There’s This Story Mom Tells” (via buttonpoetry)
hey just so you know “love hurts” means thinks like
unrequited love is painful to process and get over,
it sucks when you love someone but they’re far away so you can’t be with them right now,
sometimes we do something selfish out of love that we have to fix and work to do better next time,
sometimes the people we love aren’t kind to themselves, and it hurts to see,
it’s painful to love someone deeply and see them go through something hard that you can’t fix for them,
but “love hurts” does Not mean that being loved should be painful, scary, unpleasant, manipulative, or guilt-ridden. If someone you love hurts you again and again, even if they think they love you, they don’t. Not enough to be gentle, to be kind. You’ve gotta try to believe you deserve better. Love doesn’t “hurt” like that.
You survived the trauma, you will survive the recovery