this month, choose yourself again.
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this month, choose yourself again.
may took what it needed. june arrives with what is meant for you
the version of you that survived the first half of the year deserves to see the second half flourish.
relationship like this>>>>>>
i’ll avoid you respectfully, with no grudges in my heart… and still cherish every moment we shared, 100%
be softer with yourself and others because everyone is carrying invisible battles.
i don’t really know how to check up on people, and honestly i don’t expect it from others either
but i genuinely hope you’re doing alright, wherever you are
some friendships end quietly. no fight. just less effort from both sides
healing is weird because sometimes you're over it and heartbroken again in the same night
while we live, let us live
heard this quote and I can't stop thinking about it
“the definition of hell is that on your last day on earth, the person you became meets the better person you could’ve become”
even at your lowest life doesn’t stop asking things of you.
wake up.
answer messages.
show up.
pretend you are fine in the small ways people expect.
and you do it, because that’s what people do. they carry things even when they don’t understand what they are carrying.
and somehow, you keep going anyway, quietly, imperfectly, one day at a time....until even the act of continuing starts to feel like a kind of survival you didn’t know you were capable of
sometimes, life just happens.
I wish we had spared each other the pain of holding onto something that was already fading away and parted on decent terms rather than terms that leave a reconnection impossible to think of
I should apologize more to people that met me in this overwhelming time of my life.
i'm actually much sweeter than this version of me, I promise