There is nothing anyone can say that invalidates your right to exist on this earth.
You are not here to please everyone you encounter. You are allowed to exist.
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There is nothing anyone can say that invalidates your right to exist on this earth.
You are not here to please everyone you encounter. You are allowed to exist.
Despair has its own calms.
i just spent about 2 hours trying to crack this baby open, not really knowing what i was doing. in the end though, the product was worth it
7.3.18
I am terrified I won't be well enough to take classes this fall.
Physically, I have made progress. I am stable, back where I was when I was "doing okay." However, the reality is that there is a lot of work left to go—with food and with trauma—left for me to process, and I am tired.
As for processing the past, the worst has yet to come. The work is necessary. So necessary. And yet, when I face this work, I am scared I'll be back to ground zero, either unwilling to feed myself or paralyzed with urges to do myself harm.
I live in a state of shame, and though I attempt to contradict the beliefs deeply engrained within my past, my actions are feeble; my thoughts distant; and my body numb.
So today, I will keep trying, and tomorrow I will keep trying. And the day after, still, I will pull myself out of bed. Here I am hoping, one day, things will feel lighter, and future will seem bright.
Hell is empty. And all the devils are here.
“I love you’s” we’re exchanged and it was lovely.
The drama already effecting the charts.
Thanks for sending this in! Go figure, this is why we can’t have nice things.