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"I had no interests. I had no interest in anything. I had no idea how I was going to escape. At least the others had some taste for life. They seemed to understand something that I didn’t understand. Maybe I was lacking. It was possible. I often felt inferior. I just wanted to get away from them. But there was no place to go."
– Charles Bukowski
– Mary Oliver, "Don't Hesitate"
[TEXT ID: "If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happened better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb." END ID]
Lori Gottlieb, Maybe You Should Talk to Someone: A Therapist, Her Therapist, and Our Lives Revealed
Mary Oliver, Long Life: Essays and Other Writings
— Paul Guest, from “1987.”
— Paul Guest, from “1987.”
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"All my teenage years, I had bottled up anger and grief and promised myself I'd never cry but when I sat down with her hands in my hand and looked her in the eye, all the anger turned into tears. I sobbed for hours and she sat there, rubbing my back. That's when I saw. Growing up is also tearing down walls, it's also letting go of the anger."
– Ritika Jyala, Excerpt From "The Flesh I Burned"
[ Kyung-Sook Shin, Please Look After Mom, trans. Chi-Young Kim / Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous / by "bitterl" on Tumblr / by "geloyconcepcion" on Instagram / Annie Ernaux, I Remain in Darkness / by "honeytuesday" on Tumblr / unknown / Fariha Roisin, How to Cure a Ghost / 'Mother Holding Child' by Gustav Klimt 1905 / Ritika Jyala, excerpt from 'The Flesh I Burned' ]
Anne Sexton, from “Hurry Up Please It’s Time,” in The Complete Poems [ID in alt text]
Alex Dimitrov, from “Living in Time” [ID in ALT]
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
“If you don’t love yourself you will always be chasing after people who don’t love you either.”
— Mandy Hale