Book: The Pain of Healing 💛

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Book: The Pain of Healing 💛
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “What I couldn’t explain via text”
[Text ID: “I still don’t know how / to love someone / without swallowing them.”]
— Clarice Lispector, from “The Stream of Life.”
Susan Sontag, from “Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963″
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]
“I talk to God but the sky is empty.”
— Sylvia Path
“if you cannot forgive, then don’t. you do not owe pain anything, you only owe yourself peace.”
— shelby leigh
Grief comes in different waves at different times. It comes when you see something related to that person/thing. Sudden waves of grief hits you while you are driving or just taking a quick shower. You will miss and then grief over that person/thing forever and that's why it's known as the last act of love.
"You know, love doesn't mean "l never want you to change." But I don't think it means "I don't care if you change" either. So I suppose it might mean, "I believe that you'll always be the person I adore." A declaration of faith, perhaps."
– Sayaka Saeki, やがて君になる (Bloom into You), Via "freckled-lili" on Tumblr
“Maybe the courage I need has nothing to do with telling the truth and everything to do with walking away.”
— “The Girl on the Train” by Paula Hawkins (via suspend)
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peaceful..
“No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.”
— Clementine von Radics
Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka
And my god, is my soul empty
So many cups I’ve poured from,
So many cups I’ve emptied.
What is left,
What is left but my own sinking reflection.
I see you, I see you
But god, does it look empty.
-Victoria Bradley, Half empty
Stained glass windows by Louis Comfort Tifanny