idk who needs to hear this but your life needs to be curated to you whenever possible fr. you have to live for you!! find your own mismatched, haphazard, lovely little joys & stop worrying about everyone else.
I know you … I know you cared about your peace more than anything … that you were willing to runaway from conflict, push people away in order to keep it … but if you don’t face these feelings they won’t go away … in the end, I hope you’re still able to find your peace …
We must learn to cultivate our own little garden inside ourselves - the world outside is way too chaotic that would leave us simply insane & deeply perturbed...
911twt is so funny I just saw someone post "kristen not writing a single ep of s6 but still being my worst nightmare" babe you're admitting to having beef with her when she hasn't done anything what do you think that SAYS
If you feel worthless, undervalue and if you feel that your presence is not appreciated then, have courage to leave. There’s a place somewhere that your worth and presence is highly appreciated. It’s not too late to change your place. So, your worth and presence as a person will be valued.
In the states, we have the Blue Ridge Parkway. Hundred of miles of amazing scenery, through valleys and high mountains, over rivers. I'm fortunate to live in a city just off of this highway. The Parkway is very popular for photographers and hikers. I will sometimes wake before sunrise, fill a thermos, and hop on the Parkway. I may end up a couple of hundred miles away on top of a mountain, or sit for a couple of hours at one overlook.
John and I (my former partner) would often spend weekends traveling the Parkway, hopping off in little towns for meals and wandering antiquated town centers. John passed from a massive heart attack at age 45; his father and brother died of the same at 50. We thought we had more time.
After a few years, this is the year I've managed to go back to the Parkway just to enjoy the scenery and peace. I took this with my iPhone, no filters, because I love mountain laurel. And to remind myself that this not only was, but is one of my happy places. the mountains, yes, just my iPhone; you can see why they're named the Blue Ridge Mountains.
I know Tumblr isn't the place for "journaling", but it's my blog to do with as I please, so there.
There are no time limits on healing, but it will come.