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the damage has been done (overshared)
—ˋˏ✧ beauty and the beast by ian daniels ✧ˎˊ—
people will really be bothered from you for being soft, and living life at ease. i’m sorry, i don’t run on chaos, cortisol, and victim mentality. i show up for myself. i put in the work. i’m kind because it keeps my spirit light, not for applause. you should try it, and you’ll feel less triggered from others living with calmness and appreciation.
𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟷 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID:Four calmer days in the midst of tormented ones. END ID]
Rosa Chacel, from a diary entry featured in Diario, originally published in 1993
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cant wait to go home so i can go be horizontal. all this vertical stuff sucks
Cecelia Ahern, If You Could See Me Now
Toxic positivity really bothers me and I see it everywhere
You don’t have to feel joy just because it’s the holidays.
If you’re grieving, tired, overwhelmed, or just not feeling it, you’re not doing anything wrong.
The holidays can be complicated. You don’t have to force cheer, pretend you’re okay, or perform happiness to make others comfortable.
Your feelings are valid exactly as they are.
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shoutout to other disabled people with constant and debilitating pain, people whose pain can't fade into the background or be ignored throughout the day.
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume 2: 1934-1939
beginning to suspect that if I ever want to have a published novel I will have to actually write a novel, which is frankly ghoulish
I know I have a novel in me but it seems to be lodged in like. I don't know. my appendix.
“While I dance I can not judge, I can not hate, I can not separate myself from life. I can only be joyful and whole. This is why I dance.”
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