Looking for answers sometimes can lead you to another open ended question.
I need you to know we see you. We hear you. We feel you. We were you.
They saw how they broke you into tiny fragments. How you’re now afraid to trust and petrified the same thing is going to happen again. They know they fucked up.
It’s okay to say no.
Mindfully dealing with emotions is hard and it takes time.
Don’t be afraid to talk to loved ones about your pain and frustrations.
There are times when we get disappointed by ourselves, by something we failed to do. It’s time to forgive yourself
Stop hiding behind the wall of comfort darkness has built.
The mere thought of having endless possibilities becoming a reality is quite comforting. The idea that somewhere out there, there’s a version of you actually living the way you always wanted too – experiencing true happiness.
My scars, which are both emotional and physical, do not define me.