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she/they. 18. i am a wallflower.

[old-daylight]

you will find me in gloomy days

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Seeing pride contents all over internet today has made me feel extremely happy, seen, heard and validated. It's after a very long time that I felt happiness in my heart. Thank you and happy PRIDEE bestiess🏳️‍🌈🌈

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[old-daylight]

Lost soul in the crowd. Lonely. Sad. A terrible feeling that holds up during the night. Someone unworthy. Petrified soul. Deafening silence. Burdensome flesh. You will find me in gloomy days. You will find me in hopeless days. And if you did find me, just know that you are not alone.

[old-daylight]

Hold on!

Look how many poems you are yet to write. Look how many beautiful moons you are yet to see. Look how many beautiful pieces of music you have yet to listen. Look how many soothing letters you have yet to write to yourself. Look how many unfinished writings are looking for you to lift your pen for them. Hey, you are yet to dream the most beautiful dream of your life. You are yet to dream of living a life. You are yet to explore the beautiful adventures lying in between life and death. Hold on for a while. Hold on life unfolds itself beautifully. Hold on for a while until you realize that life is too beautiful to miss living it. You will no longer be trapped in this tough feelings for life. Hold on, you will be able to dream of living a life again. You will be able to go into the wildest imaginations of your thoughts again. Just hold on for a while.

HOLD ON, YOU WILL BE ABLE TO DREAM AGAIN. PERIODT. 

[waitingforthesunrise]

Definitely going to write a poem about this if it’s okay???

[old-daylight]

Suree!! :))

[old-daylight]

Hold on!

Look how many poems you are yet to write. Look how many beautiful moons you are yet to see. Look how many beautiful pieces of music you have yet to listen. Look how many soothing letters you have yet to write to yourself. Look how many unfinished writings are looking for you to lift your pen for them. Hey, you are yet to dream the most beautiful dream of your life. You are yet to dream of living a life. You are yet to explore the beautiful adventures lying in between life and death. Hold on for a while. Hold on life unfolds itself beautifully. Hold on for a while until you realize that life is too beautiful to miss living it. You will no longer be trapped in this tough feelings for life. Hold on, you will be able to dream of living a life again. You will be able to go into the wildest imaginations of your thoughts again. Just hold on for a while.

HOLD ON, YOU WILL BE ABLE TO DREAM AGAIN. PERIODT. 

[old-daylight]

I assure you that emptiness will leave your soul when it realizes that it will be too cruel of loneliness to dwell inside a beautiful soul like yours. 

[old-daylight]

The bird inside me sighed in a relief. It wasn't singing the melancholic song of imprisonment. It was flying with another butterfly high in the sky, with full freedom, in a bliss, in a state of total consciousness. It looked so pleased with me. The aura of happiness had risen in my face for the first time, and maybe I can now say, I feel heavy yet free.

[sadhoc]

i understand that this is the "disabled people know our own limitations" website, but ime, if you are the kind of disabled where everyone around you knows about it and has known you as a weak, incompetent, subhuman creature your entire life: it is important to learn how to make the distinction between "i can't" and "i'm not allowed to."

"i can't hold fragile things without breaking them" vs "my housemates won't let me do dishes anymore."

"i can't manage my own finances" vs "my family won't let me make my own financial decisions"

"i can't ever learn how to drive" vs "the state has decided that people with my disability cannot be allowed to drive."

also "what would need to happen for it to be possible for me to be able to do dishes?" or "what would i need if i were to ever move out?" or "what kinds of supports would i need if i did try volunteering?"

even if the answer to these you come away with is "i actually cannot do the thing, no matter what supports or accommodations i'm given" that's fine! they're still useful questions to ask!

[discodeerdiary]

Boy did I ever have to learn the difference between "I often struggle with normative social cues and subtext" and "I am bad at socializing and will embarrass the people I'm with every time I open my mouth"

[old-daylight]

I am back to my older self. I am motivated and driven towards my goal. I know, life doesn't always offer you roses but sometimes it offers you the cactus too which at the moment may seem terrible to bear but you will get out through that shit again. You are valid and worthy of yourself. Idk what you aspire to become atp but ik you will do something miraculous. Idk what expectations this world holds for you and honestly idc that but i do have certain expectations from you and i definitely care that. I don't want you to spoil your precious mind in nothing. I dont want you to loose yourself again. i know you are more than who you think you are. You are more than who the world thinks you are. The confiscated boundary of this world may not have a warm place for you but then just remember you have the universe for yourself and within yourself.

[akindplace]

Some days you don’t want to be “strong”. People tell you that a lot, “be strong, don’t cry, chin up”. Sometimes you need that crying. Sometimes you need to cry that ugly cry that has been suffocating in your lungs after bottling things up. You need to let those emotions go and manifest them physically.

Crying is a way of being in touch with your pain, of expressing it, and letting it out. Why is crying considered weakness when it is a sign that you have been carrying a heavy load of problems with you? Crying is necessary and it makes you feel better when you take that burden out of your mind. It helps you mentally and emotionally. It gives release. Crying is not a weakness, pretending to never be affected by anything is unhealthy and unsustainable. Those feelings will catch up with you, like a train of its rails.

Reflecting upon your own sorrow does not make you weak: it makes you a person who is ready to face their darkest parts. And by facing them, you come back stronger. Don’t put on that tough persona and pretend things don’t get to you. And if others tell you crying is a sign of weakness, know that they are wrong. They are being more toxic than they know. Don’t listen to them. Their own advice is probably making them sick inside, even if they never show it.

And it’s time to be healthy again. It’s time to cry. To face feelings and facts. To heal. To mend your soul. To accept your imperfections. To forgive yourself. To care and love yourself. It’s time.

It’s time.

Lots of love,

Livia G.

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Shoutout to the ones out there living in pain, no matter what kind of pain. I know you are trying your hardest to live while feeling all this, and that it gets extremely difficult and people often don't give you credit for facing what you face everyday. You are not lazy, you are not useless, you are not worthless. You are brave for living through this pain everyday, even if others don't see it. Only you know what you go through, and most people wouldn't be able to cope with it, so don't be bothered by their opinions. You are doing the best you can, and that is more than enough. ❤️‍🩹

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