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Ocean Vuong, from “To My Father / To My Future Son”, Night Sky with Exit Wounds
How the absence of someone else feels like the absence of myself
Do people believe in having closure with someone will help you stop wondering about your questions in the middle of the night? I would love to hear stories. I will never get closure, which makes me feel like I could never love to my fullest...
Anyone feel the same?
-TaelorTalks
closure is something every friendship/relationship whatever ship needs before it ends.
It not only helps your wondering mind but also calms the restlessness of your sleep and soul.
It better helps you understand them and their perspective, why they did what they did. They can also show you where you went wrong and how you could have done better.
Sometimes their words—excuses— do the opposite, they anger you, frustrate you—break you even. But at the same time, they make you realize that you were blaming yourself for something entirely not about you but completely about them and them alone.
It also shows you clear visual to your worth in their eyes.. how much they actually valued you. Thus, your own self value will show—you do not accept to be treated like this or degraded or picked as second. You’ll even realize how you acted was okay, it was a response to hurt, disappointment, abandonment.
.. with that being said, I would like to add a very important thing— you also don’t need it, many of us lost ones we hold very dear but they were gone before we could comprehend.. then guilt gradually build itself and we start blaming ourselves for the things we didn’t do or should have done so let me tell you this,
you just need to let go and be at peace with what happened no matter how chaotic it was, keep in mind that there is always a lesson to be taught(you don’t necessarily understand it but it’s engraved in you)—the universe is building your character through difficulties to fit your upcoming role. Learn and be at peace with the person you once where, and understand that you did what you did with the knowledge you had so don’t judge your past self with the knowledge you hold now; don’t do that to yourself.
Everyday, you are given a new opportunity to live, love, grow and be wild. Take it, learn from it.. and don’t you dare fear. But experience it and endure it; the more you fail, the more you become immune to failure, it won’t scare you anymore.. You hold greatness in you.
“Don’t be fooled by your body to follow lower based desires because its your soul that takes the consequences to the afterlife..”
alty & malik
يمكن لأيِّ أحدٍ أن يقاومَ أزمةً، ويواجهَ مأساةً ساحقةً بشجاعةٍ، لكن أن تواجهَ متاعبَ النّهار الرّهيبةِ بضحكةٍ، فذلك يتطلّب شجاعةً كما أؤمن فعلًا.
| من رسائل جودي آبوت إلى صاحب الظّلّ الطّويل
Habiba Muhammadi, tr. by Ibrahim Muhawi, from The Poetry of Arab Women: A Contemporary Anthology; “Untitled Poem”
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Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
Mary Oliver, from “I Don’t Want to be Demure or Respectable”, Blue Horses
Wale Ayinla, from “Portrait of a Boy with Grief”
“Would ‘sorry’ have made any difference? Does it ever? It’s just a word. One word against a thousand actions.”
— Sarah Ockler, Bittersweet
I’m so last I can’t be found.
How many dreams can I dream in a night..
Trying to make someone fill our cup leads to anger, frustration and anxiety; it makes us break apart from people and shut down on our selves..
You must learn to fill your own cup, and to do that you must be brave enough to be completely bare with yourself and ask questions you might not like the answers to. Why do you feel the way you do? What can you do to move on and fix it?
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⋆ ✩ I’m a terrible person and this is just an invitation for me to live out my character defects. ✩ ⋆
Spirits of broken branches
By Ivan Khanzhin