Witchcraft

Rachel. Syracuse. Barista. Green Witch. Psychic Medium. Telepath. Aspiring Gypsy. IG/SC/T: ssalemwitch

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I can put up with a lot but don’t fucking lie to me.

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I’ll literally cancel plans just to stay at home and do nothing

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Chelan Lakeshore Trail, April 2018

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Photographer: @ollidressler

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Photo by Tommi Saltiola on Unsplash

[ssalemwitch]

Let me just say,

Nevermind the fact that where I live was rated the number one worst city to date in but to add in the fact that I suffer from a disease that will make it difficult if not impossible to have kids but let's add in the fact that I have a history of mental abuse and crippling depression and social anxiety which leaves me to believe that I am completely worthless but now lets just roll that all together with I'm a workaholic so I rarely have spare time. Where does this leave me. No needing to market myself to complete strangers as to why i would be a good mate to them. I wish I was comfortable with being alone. I really do. I wish I didnt need to feel loved by someone besides my family and friends who are completely amazing people for dealing with me. Someone who isn't going to treat me like shit. Someone who is accepting of me and my faults and my disease. A disease i was born with and cannot reverse that will eventually get worse overtime. Someone who isn't going to judge me for what I believe in or who I am as a person. As a single person I have overcome so much in my life. I've seen some shit. I've almost died. I've tried to kill myself. I've seen my mom come to the brink of death and live. I'm tired. I'm so fucking tired. I dont expect anyone to even read this. It's just something I need to say. I've busted my ass for what I have. I have a past. I've come to a higher understanding of the universe and can speak openly about the fact that I'm Pagan and dont give a flying fuck who you're God is. I just happen to be different. BEING DIFFERENT IS BEAUTIFUL. So even when I look in the mirror and see myself. I see the scars from when I almost died. I see the scars of all the acne I've had and still have. I can cover it up. I can cover it all up. I can put huge black wings on my eyes and purple lipstick on my lips. But I'm still me. I can be a hard pill to swallow. After all the shit I've seen and been through. Everytime I wished I was dead. Everytime I wanted to kill myself. IM STILL FUCKING HERE. I get up. Everyday. I get dressed and try and be better. I try and love myself. I try and hate myself a little less everyday. I try not to judge. I love. With everything I have to give. I just want what everyone else wants. To be loved and to feel loved. I've realized someone may never look at me the way my dog does and that's okay. I will continue to get up everyday and live. If my disease leaves me infertile. I will live. I can adopt a beautiful baby and love it more than life itself. Just like my mom did for me. I will survive in this world. Even when people continue to not believe in me. One of my teachers said I wouldn't ever amount to anything. I did. I graduated college when my family said I wouldn't. I got a job and was told I wouldn't ever be in charge. Just a low man on the totem pole. I quit. Met some of the greatest people I've ever known. And when I lost my job, I got a new one. And after being there for a month. A MONTH. I got promoted. Now I'm in charge. Never quit. Someone will notice you and your hard work. I will continue to live. It will get easier.

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