#stronger now

[twinnflowrr]

im so thankful i detached myself emotionally &mentally from u

[danthecubmx]

I guess it's starting to peek... 🐽

[alright-allwrite-illwrite]

Anyone have good songs to heal after ending a toxic relationship?

[thatnightstar]

Some days are going to be difficult. Today is one such day. I can't say that tomorrow will be better. I can't. But you will have to try your best to live through it. You will have to try. But no pressure. It's okay to feel this way.

Self love Act #7, Notes to myself

[thekireonproject]

Had to leave home to have some quiet time. I relate needed to think and cry. Get all of my buried emotions out. Work, family, weight loss, money, all of it has just been weighing on me. I just needed to think. Now I feel better. I let a lot of stuff go. Going leave a lot of people alone. Sometimes it takes a while to truly see your situation as it is. Now I need to move on and grow. Focus on my well being. No more considering people that don’t consider me. Done with trying to prove I’m enough. I need projects and a good vacation. Something good to look forward to each day.

[aleesabella]

Dau Voire

[monkeymeghan]

So last night I dreamed about my ex. I haven’t thought of him in ages, so I don’t know where that came from. The emotionally abusive, controlling, manipulative bastard. The dream was bizarre. I’m always bad on details when recalling dreams, I am better at remembering the gist and emotions. I was, for some strange reason, (still?) with him in the dream. Living together in a place I wasn’t familiar with (but that isn’t an uncommon thing for me in dreams, for places to feel foreign or unfamiliar, yet I still know that the place is xyz). I remember feeling like I had to get out, of the place in general and the relationship. He brought something home that I’d been wanting. I remember wondering if I could take it when I left because he bought it. Like, it almost gave me pause. And it wasn’t anything big or expensive, it was a dvd or something, something I could probably easily go get myself. That’s really all I remember. I’m over the jerk, of “loving” him and moving on from the relationship, but I will probably always be scarred. He never hit me, and the brainwashing was so slow that it was undetectable, but I know he really screwed up my life. I’m just grateful I got out of it, and for the few friends that stuck by me, and mostly for my family.

[dcbackyardpoet-blog]

Day Nine

I had hoped to find

You had wanted to reach out

I waited for your text all night

But now I know

With no more doubt

We were always supposed to end in a fight