this is how you nip internalized self hatred in the bud
đđżđđđż!!!!!!!
Iâm crying
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@self-saboteur
this is how you nip internalized self hatred in the bud
đđżđđđż!!!!!!!
Iâm crying
how we act alone when we donât feel like we have witnesses.. that is the genuine self.. me walking around my room punching the air talking to myself in a bad southern accent, thatâs ME baby. youâre never going to know me like i know me. haha.
Via GMB Akash
âI never told my children what was my job. I never wanted them to feel shame because of me. When my youngest daughter asked me what I did. I used to tell her hesitantly, I was a labourer. Before I went to home I used to take bathe in public toilet so they did not get any hint of the work I was doing. I wanted my daughters to send to school, to educate them. I wanted them to stand with dignity in front of people. I never wanted anyone look down at them like everyone looked down at me. People always humiliated me. I invested every penny of my earning for my daughtersâ education. I never bought a new shirt, used the money instead for buying books for them. Respect, which is all I wanted them to earn for me. I was a cleaner. The day before the last date of my daughterâs college admission, I could not manage to get her admission fees. I could not work that day. I was sitting beside the rubbish, was trying hard to hide my tears. I was unable to work that day. All my coworkers were looking at me but no one came to speak. I was failed, heartbroken and I had no idea how to face my daughter who would ask me about the admission fees once I back to home. I am born poor. Nothing good can happen with a poor person that was my belief. After work all cleaners came to me, sat beside and asked if I considered them as brothers. Before I could answer they handed their one day income in my hand. When I was refusing everyone they confronted by saying, âWe will starve today if needed but our daughter has to go to college.â I cannot reply them. That day I did not take shower. That day I went to house like a cleaner. My daughter is going to finish her University very soon. Three of them do not let me to work anymore. She has a part time job and three of them do tuition. But often she took me to my working place. Feed all my coworkers along me. They will laugh and ask her why she feed them so often. My daughter told them, âAll of you starve for me that day so I can become what I am today, pray for me that I can feed you all, every day.â Now a days I do not feel, I am a poor man. Whoever has such children, how he can be poor. â - Idris
I may be drunk but this is fucking beautfiul and i am crying
Iâm in tears
âPrivilegeâ cannot ever replace hard work.
Shout out to everyone thatâs reading this and are actually actively applying this to their lives. Not just reblogging it and lying to themselves that they will get to this point âsomedayâ.
Someday is TODAY.
so uh i might have cried into my pint of ice cream at an entire squad of past elphabas and glindas singing For Good together for the Wicked 15th anniversary concert
Guys not to start any drama today but like when fiona apple said âhow can i ask anyone to love me when all i do is ask to be left aloneâÂ
âAnd it seems I must always write you letters that I can never send.â
â Sylvia Plath
i, uhâŠi didnât think it would work this well.
songs i used:
âBlindingâ by Florence + the Machine
âControlâ by Halsey
finally figured out Hunger by Florence + The Machine was filmed at designer Tony Duquetteâs Dawnridge estate and now Iâm in love with his designs.
âWhen we long for life without difficulties, remind us that oaks grow strong in contrary winds and diamonds are made under pressure.â
â Peter Marshall
im a simple girl.. i see book, i buy book, i let book sit on my shelf for months unread
âYou are allowed to outgrow people.â
â (via dresswellactbad)
Iâm going to write tonight!!
I think itâs hilarious when people tell me Iâm laid back because Iâve pretty much been screaming nonstop in my head since like fifth grade