enjoy this, as well.
whops how did that last one get in there?
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enjoy this, as well.
whops how did that last one get in there?
The Weight of Passing Time
I’ve been feeling my age lately,
my skin cut into too many times
trying to fix
what’s broken inside me.
My eyes need more water now,
and I feel the aches
more than I used to.
I find myself wanting more from life—
things that matter
while I still have the chance,
a kind of love
that stays.
I feel more honest
in what I say I want.
And I know what I want.
I’m trying not to lose
the childlike heart I hold,
but everything feels
a little heavier,
a little louder.
And life—
it’s forcing me to begin again.
Maybe that’s part of it,
becoming.
My type can’t even be explained — you just gotta be him.
transmuting my pain into something positive, & beautiful.. & coming out of the storm even more resilient w/ a smile on my face, will always be one of my favorite superpowers.
It's okay to be unpracticed at having friends.
It's okay if it's scary to let people get to know the real you.
It's okay to be afraid of scaring your friends away.
There's no secret. It's just lots of practice. Relationships of every kind are a skill to practice and get better at as time goes on. Even baby steps are progress. Having friends isn't easy because sometimes you need to be real and vulnerable and many of us learned that it's not quite safe to Be. To Exist. And so letting ourselves Be around others is just a skill we didn't learn as kids.
We can do this. One day at a time.
We focus on not our resposibility to ourselves but on responsibility to others. We tend to think such behaviour makes us good people. It doesn’t. It makes us frustrated people.
-Julia Cameron, Artist's Way