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heart broken. again.
Be careful, beautiful heart. Self destruction isn’t the thing to do now. You’ve worked too hard, come too hard. Don’t throw this all away just because you’re a bit bruised.
Rest now, beautiful heart. It will be ok.
It’s so interesting. I can feel in my hips pain and heartache that has buried itself there for years. I can feel how my hips have become closed. The light that used to shine from my root, dulled by the thickness of the walls I’ve built around it.
Do you remember being the food provider?
Why do I still hold this hurt? I stretch and bend and try to get it out, but it feels as though it’s glued to my bones. And I’m not sure how to release it.
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I miss my faith. I miss my light. I miss my spark. I used to feel that I had a light in my chest that burned so brightly. And now I feel like I’m trying over and over to light it again. But right now, it just feels impossible to light anything in this Danish rain.
But I guess it is a process. This rain. This purification. I guess I will lay down on the ground and let the drops fall upon my face. Hoping that somehow the rain will wash away the pain, and someday the light around me will return.
Where do I belong in this world? Why can’t I find that peace and stillness in my heart?
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“where is Molly in that? What does Molly need?”
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Pacific Crest Trail | Cascade Locks, Oregon
Maybe our paths will cross again. Maybe I will be heading North as you are heading South--following the same trail, just from a different perspective. And maybe, just maybe, we will spend that night laying together looking up at the stars the way we’ve always dreamed of, the wonders of the universe mirrored in our souls.
Before walking our own way in the morning.
You were the brightest shade of sun I had ever seen Your skin was gilded with the gold of the richest kings And like the dawn you woke the world inside of me You were the brightest shade of sun when I saw you And you will surely be the death of me But how could I have known?
My boy
I cannot think of a time where I hated people and civilization as much as I do right now. I am overworked. Over stimulated. And my depression and anxiety are fueling every negative thought I have, turning the sparks I am usually able to manage into blazing forest fires that I can’t control. Just last week, I thought I was on the right path again. I was proud of myself for taking such good care of myself and for not breaking down when everything has gotten hard and the pressure has built.
I went to bed last night with such anger and destruction inside me. Laying awake for hours, it felt like there was a tiny person in my chest taking a sludge hammer to my heart and just destroying everything in sight... Shattering all of my love and hopes and dreams into a million pieces. And then another part of me, a very small part, sat there hugging its knees, watching it happen--just staring at the pieces as they fell to the ground, touching them gingerly, and crying uncontrollably.
I have lost all footing. Even the camino with all of those pilgrims feels claustrophobic and loud.
I have literally given up everything I had to come to a new place and make a home here, only to not fit in this place. That feels so disheartening and so miserable, I can’t even begin to describe this feeling in my chest.
Right now, I am done with school. I am done with people. I am done with talking. I am done with not fitting. I am done with stupid expectations. I am done with never being good enough. I am done with EVERYTHING.
I would literally give anything disappear completely. To leave this place and to be in my hammock with a dog in the middle of nowhere. Just me and the dog and a fire and quiet.
And honestly? I’m so close to packing a bag and just walking away and leaving everything behind.
Friendly remember on a dreary Tuesday. Just because I’m losing doesn’t mean I’m lost.
Et skridt ad gangen. <3
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If you give love and live long Then you’ll never be alone, If you give love and live long You’ll always have a home
My pilgrim heart.
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I want a dog. And a big lush forest. And a garden and to just be carefree. And to be one with nature.
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I don’t know how many times I’ve looked at you, but the way your bright blue eyes sparkle still takes my breath away. I look into them and I feel like they’re a window into the whole universe with so much wonder and depth. No words can adequately explain it.
You are such a beautiful soul existing in this world. And I feel so incredibly lucky to know you.
Feeling a little lost in the world...