#personalstruggle

[listlessdull]

Hi, please help my friend out!

She’s a PhD student with a dream! Help her fund her education and make her dreams a reality! Check out her story! Any amount would be helpful, thank you!

Link for her story: gf.me/u/x9x4r2

[virginiagreene]

And there it was. It had sidled up in the moonless pitch of night, where she faintly remembered that she ought not go.  Was this thing why? It wasn’t so bad. She’d flirted with it now for months. Coyly drawing it with potent Soothbrew, then fleeing with brief, unpleasant sobriety. She felt she knew its incorporeal edges well now, enough to recognize them when they flickered in her vision, like one recognizes the silhouette of an intimately close friend in an unexpected place. It billowed softly, awfully, patiently. Her body hummed, gripped with the manic levity that was the gift of Soothbrew. Was this what the Elders had warned of? Not so bad, so far. She felt fine. Just fine. She could fly away if she wanted, of course she could. It pulsed around her, but there was no trap here. She could leave if she wanted. If she wanted. Of course she could. It reached. The dim memory of something that might have been fear, might have been a sense of self-preservation, wriggled weakly again. Then all was still. --- Fun fact: I drew and wrote this two years ago in fall 2017. I finally pulled it out and finished it, and I am glad I gave it some space. Patrons saw the original #drawing and story when I made them two years ago, and they got to see the finished one early too! Thanks to those of you who have already become Patrons this year--I hope you're enjoying the #stories as I share them! :) If you'd like to become a #Patron on #Patreon and see all of the extra art I post once a week in addition to early Inktobers in October, please check out the link in my bio! #BalladsofRemex #becomingheedless #heedless #BoRLore #birds #soothtouched #soothbrew #addiction #difficulty #personalstruggle #ink #inktober2019 #inktober https://www.instagram.com/p/B3vaIVRj58t/?igshid=1wc5alglmws5f

[lifetales-by-ops]

Finding Hope: A Journey Through Adversity

Dear Readers,

In my latest blog post, I share a deeply personal story of struggle, resilience, and the search for hope in the face of overwhelming challenges. If you’ve ever felt weighed down by expectations and disappointments, this post is for you.

Navigating Setbacks: My Journey Through Disappointment

Have I failed? Sometimes it feels like my whole life has been a series of disappointments. I’ve let so many people down, failing to meet…

🌟 Why You Should Read This Post:

Gain insight into the struggles of dealing with illness and expectations.

Find solace and connection in shared experiences of disappointment and resilience.

Discover the power of hope and perseverance in the face of adversity.

Join me in this heartfelt journey, and let’s find strength together in the darkest of times.

[luna-serenity-darkstar]

Words are meaningless, Our actions speak the truth, May you find peace in the knowledge of the actions or inactions of that person who YOU wholeheartedly trust with your entire life.

[madrabbitsociety]

This note was given to me by my guest last week. I had no idea the storm I was about to need to weather, but I pinned it up on my headboard just in case. It's a great reminder right now that any storm will eventually pass and as long as I hold on I'll make it out on the other side. #futurehairgirl #personalstruggle #holdfast #staytrue #spreadpositivity #youcandoanything #positivevibes #goodadvice #goodwords

[schuysthelimit]

It might have been love but who knows?

We are made of the stolen moments; Caught in between the chaos of the trips tos and froms; Those nights when our bodies crashed each other only a few layers apart, Dosing off and safely on your shoulders. Those eyes of yours betray nothing But your voice were that of reason. We are made of stolen moments; Never admitting to each other - too afraid to even utter a word.  I keep on believing that so long as we do lot hold its name,  It would not bind us to the illusion of a far-fetched ever after.  Just as the poetry I never mean to write, no matter how good of words they are, And the tune I will never hum. But do you feel the same or was I just too drunk in your being? 

[status-thimble]

Y'all don't understand my need for friends that are in my age group, intelligent , wise, not even that but just a true friend . I love my husband dearly but I need females who I can chill with, go out, vent to, slay with, group text. Live in Massachusetts or nearby 🤔😓. Don't get me wrong I don't mind being alone or my friend now but I need more oomph. 😩🙈

[wads-n-rolls]

Have you ever just stopped, and looked around at your life and thought, "What in the actual f*ck? How did I...what's happening?" Yep. I did. Last night. I'm lazy! And I don't mean to be mean to myself or talk down, but just...legitimately lazy! I have no goals, no ambitions, I'm just floating along. That is so NOT the human I want to be. If I lose a pound for every excuse I make, well...I wouldn't have to be making excuses. I just...need to get my life in order and start working towards something again!