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@stelleincollisione
My childhood trauma didn't make me stronger. it made me a people pleaser. it made me forgive way too much. it made me not speak when i'm supposed to. it made me an extreme empath.
“Close the door. Remove the dust. Stop being who you were, and change into who you are.”
— Paulo Coelho
IT’S BROKEN.
“Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you are choosing someone out of love or loneliness.”
— Mandy Hale
To avoid disappointment, stop seeing the good in people and start seeing exactly what they’ve shown you.
The older you get, the more you choose calm over chaos and distance over disrespect. Drama becomes intolerable to you, and your peace becomes your highest priority. You start surrounding yourself with people who are good for your mental health, heart, and soul.
It was April and she was the saddest thing under the sun.
Khush Bakht via wordedarchive
If hurting me does not hurt you, you don’t love me. You’re using me.
k.b // by jerry flowers jr
Normalize seeing someone's lack of effort as their lack of interest in you regardless of what they tell you. Giving you all of the right words, but none of the right actions is called manipulation. When a person wants to be with you, they prove it.
it's not overreacting, we all have different levels of sensitivity. if it hurts, it hurts. no explanation needed
people need to understand that once you go through your worst time alone, you really don’t care who stays in your life anymore.
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This is a tough pill to swallow and fuck is it true
Mentre in Italia è passato molto spesso per cattolicesimo un dispositivo morale che ci allontana dalle nostre responsabilità individuali, Manzoni non ha pudore a rimettercele costantemente davanti agli occhi, con quell’insistenza che passa per paternalismo (e in un certo senso lo è davvero): siamo noi che scriviamo troppe leggi invece di preoccuparci di farle rispettare, siamo noi che di fronte a una minaccia più o meno vaga ci inchiniamo come Don Abbondio davanti ai bravi “troppo giusti, troppo ragionevoli”. Siamo noi che malgrado ogni tentativo di contenerci, di fronte alle provocazioni di un interlocutore nemmeno troppo astuto cominciamo a vedere rosso e ci facciamo governare dall’ira, come Fra Cristoforo davanti a Don Rodrigo. Siamo noi che di fronte a una difficoltà, invece di lottare per ciò che abbiamo di più caro, decidiamo di rinunciarci come se Dio ce lo chiedesse, come Lucia nella sua notte più terribile. Siamo noi i personaggi de I promessi sposi, e questo ci fa arrabbiare perché il resto d’Europa vive in un romanzo più recente.