The kindest thing that literature does is remind you that your little peculiar feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, felt equally bewildered by love, bored by society, tired of pretending, and hungry for meaning.

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The kindest thing that literature does is remind you that your little peculiar feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, felt equally bewildered by love, bored by society, tired of pretending, and hungry for meaning.
Little signs you are healing (even if it doesn’t feel like it):
You pause before reacting, even if it’s just for a second.
You notice your thoughts instead of immediately believing all of them.
You have moments, small, quiet ones where things feel a little lighter, even if they don’t last long.
You are starting to recognize what hurts you, even if you don’t know how to fix it yet.
You come back to yourself a little faster than you used to.
You let yourself rest sometimes, without as much guilt.
You are more aware of what you need, even if you struggle to give it to yourself.
You are trying. Even on the days where it feels like you are failing, you are still here, still moving through it.
You have days that feel okay, and instead of them feeling impossible, they feel… real, even if unfamiliar.
You are learning that not every thought deserves your attention.
You are still hurting sometimes, but it doesn’t feel exactly the same as before.
Healing doesn’t always look like big changes.
Sometimes it looks like this, small shifts, quiet awareness, softer moments that come and go.
And even if it doesn’t feel like progress, it is.
You are not stuck in the exact same place you were before.
Something in you is changing.
Even if it’s slow. Even if it’s subtle.
It still counts.
Conservative beauty standards are back with a vengeance which means it's especially important to go out this summer with bellies out and bodies unshaved. Also be unapologetically disabled with mobility aids and wearable medical devices and stim toys and ear defenders and all that stuff. You need it. People need to see it. Everyone needs to be reminded that life is unquestioningly more enjoyable when you're not living inside an arbitrary set of rules created by people who are offended by all the wrong things.
truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.
2025 was the year I realized just how much doom scrolling has cost me. My reading capacity, memory, consistency, creativity, ability to keep working hard, etc etc. I used to be the kid with shelves of books and now I haven't read the ones I bought years ago. I can barely keep track of time and the days just fly by, I don't even know what I did during most of them. I obviously can work hard but not persistently, I've lost the ability to put in effort day by day to reap the reward in the end, I'm either hard on myself or I give up and stop caring when I don't achieve something immediately. I barely have any hobbies anymore, its been replaced by scrolling. This has generally been normalized so much tbh, so many people I know don't have hobbies anymore. Even my english is getting worse, while I know my native language instinctively, I hadn't realized that I had to keep reading to not forget vocabulary and basic grammar lol. But this is not who I want to be anymore. I don't like this version of myself, I don't want to be this stupid, useless, and incompetent. I want to change, I want to be better and do better for myself. I've been privileged enough to receive the sort of education and opportunities so many around the world have been denied. Hell, I do genuinely believe I have the brains, I've just not been using it right. I have tried to get my life before so many times before, but I hadn't properly realized where I was going wrong and I've never had the drive I have now. It won't be easy, but I hope 2026 is going to be my year
Push yourself to do the things that might take some extra time and discipline, but will help you grow in the long run. Journaling, cooking homemade meals, working out, stepping out of your comfort zone, confronting issues, completing tedious tasks. Self care isn’t always about providing comfort for yourself, it’s about doing the things you might not want to in the moment for the wellbeing of your future self.
I’m not Christian, I don’t go to church anymore, and my pastor died, but when he was alive I’d sometimes go to his sermons and I remember one time he said “it feels good to hate, but we know that it isn’t allowed, so when we’re told that we’re allowed to hate someone we get so excited that we forget we’re supposed to love”, and if my humble atheist ass might borrow some church talk I’d like to perhaps submit that
Anyhow sometimes on the day to day I feel disgust or revulsion and I have to ask myself “is this a danger to anyone at all or am I just looking for something I’m allowed to hate” and a solid 98/100 times it’s the latter so once again thank you pastor D
This was on a post about how it's ignorant and privileged to wear headphones in public and I fear its already become a part of my vocabulary. Must everything harbor a moral failure.
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with your whole heart or don't bother
sometimes you have to be want you want to have. want to find someone kind and caring? be someone kind and caring. want a friend who makes bracelets and bakes things? make bracelets and brownies for your friends. want to know a cool goth person? become a cool goth person. be what you want to find. then you’ve found it.
my knight you have to live you have to get up you have to put your hand over your wound and hold it there. you have to keep walking and walking and walking because you cannot lay down yet, it’s not time. wipe the blood off your breastplate and look up into the sun. lean on your sword if you need to. lift one foot after another. get up. get up. this would be a pitiful grave.
Your daily reminder that you don't have to be a genius or some math whiz in order to be a STEM major. One failed class, one bad exam, or even one awful teacher does not make you unintelligent or incapable of achieving your goals. Dust yourself off and try again.
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one of my favourite songs :) persevering is such a big part of human nature, and it’s so essential to our lives. just one of my favourite things in the world to listen to. LOVE kimya dawson