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Are women more important than God? What if we discover one day that we were always the ones in charge? Just, no one told us.
Диана Дунаева
Gosh this place is a time capsule
I started on here over a decade ago. My thoughts, dreams, fears, and ramblings have preserved. Look at how I’ve grown! How life changed! How I have and have not changed!
Recently I’m more on here due to nostalgia. How this place made me feel safe to explore. In several ways I’m arguably more me than I was before. I don’t take shit. I set boundaries. I believe in myself.
Some things though. Some things are still for me to work out.
Feelings for a guy that’s unrequited. Though we differ in many ways so may be for the best.
The lack of kinkiness in my life. Self-inflicted but hard to turn around (or well put myself out there type of thing)
And a sense of alone-ness. Not lonely per se (yes sometimes) but more of a ‘I want to expand my friendship circle but don’t know where to start’
What once was will not be again
It’s easy to think about the good times and filter the bad through rosy glasses.
I wasn’t that lonely
I wasn’t that poor
I wasn’t that sad
I wasn’t that depressed
I wasn’t that insecure
But I was
And you can remember the good wíth the bad.
I had some great social events but in between I often get lonely
I appreciated being close to a major city centre though was limited in my ability to enjoy it to the max due to the financial situation
I experienced high highs, wins, and love while also missing key people in my life
I had good days, I had bad days. In the background there was always a mist. A veil. One that has now finally been lifted so I can see how bad it got at times
I felt confident in certain areas but I refrained from speaking out lest someone disagreed with me or would challenge me.
The things you learn are valuable. They set you up for the coming days. Yes, the past had beautiful moments but the future will too. I promise
John Steinbeck
Source: 𝑷𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒐 𝑪𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒉𝒐, “𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒑𝒚”
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