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@notoriouslynoir
I rot quietly so no one accuses me of making noise while dying. I learned that silence earns more respect than honesty, so I swallow my screams and let them dissolve into insomnia. People call it strength when you don’t ask for help, but it’s really just abandonment you practice on yourself. I keep going not because I want to live, but because stopping would require explaining things I don’t have words for. If you see me functioning, don’t mistake it for healing—some wounds learn how to walk, talk, and pretend they’re fine.
Mary Oliver, from The Fire
ʙʀᴀɴᴅʏ & ᴍᴏɴɪᴄᴀ ✧ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ɪꜱ ᴍɪɴᴇ
I did not always think he was right nor did he always think I was right but we were each the person the other trusted.
— Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking
“Choosing myself didn’t make me lonely. It made me honest.”
A common misconception