i think being too understanding has wasted more of my time than being angry ever did

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i think being too understanding has wasted more of my time than being angry ever did
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The in-between. The space between holding on & letting go. The space between staying & leaving.
Things will never be the same. They shouldn't, that's the point. I know that regardless of the outcome, it's for the greater good, but it hurts. It really fucking hurts right now.
Somewhere between the every day, I want to crawl into someone's arms, be held tightly and just scream and cry everything out until there's nothing left to be angry for, grieve for, or be sad over.
I want to be held so tight that I think I might break, but in reality they're holding me together while I can let my arms rest from holding everything in place all the time.
I just want to rest, not just sleep - but real rest. The kind of rest where my body really just let's go, that isn't hyperviligant, that just feels safe. The kind of rest that makes me feel rejuvenated upon waking. What does that even feel like?
by William Stout
It used to be that I had to choose between this or that; it was always either or.
But maybe it doesn't have to be that way anymore. Maybe I can have it all, not because I'm greedy, but because it's mine to have. I deserve it all, after everything.
I have to remind myself that everything I've ever had or achieved in this life so far wasn't because I followed the traditions or what you're supposed to do on paper. The rulebook says I'm not even supposed to be where I'm at. But I've always done everything differently, and never by tradition.
Maybe in this too I'm not supposed to follow tradition either. Maybe I'm supposed to do it differently in this.
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Posting 2 years after these were taken and I'm in a happier, safer, mental state since then. A lot of healing has taken place - and your papa and I have really worked hard to get where we are now. But this is a reminder of where we've come from.
Maybe one day when you're old enough, I'll tell you the story behind these precious low-quality web cam photos.
I'll tell you about how despite my smiles here, I was deep in the trenches of postpartum and heartbreak & that I had spent weeks having breakdowns in this very living room trying to figure all of it out.
One day I'll tell you that making sure you were safe, happy, & in a stable home was all I ever wanted for you & I was determined to find a way to give it all to you, even if it meant I had to do it alone. I'll tell you that you are part of my life's purpose & that it's because of you I am a better person, woman, sister, friend, partner, & mother.
You've given me strength & courage, but also such an immense amount of joy & happiness. I hope that you always feel my love through every fiber of your being in this lifetime and the next.
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I kinda don't care who perceives me as a bad person anymore. i know who i am, and i'm gonna do what i want and feel is right.