Ariana Grande GIF Pack - The Light is coming
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the light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole
the light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole
the light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole
the light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole
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When it comes to dealing with internet trolls and haters, I can’t help but think of this video.
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love how the moment ao3 goes down we all start acting like housewives waiting for their husbands to come back from war
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December 16, 2023
I'm struggling today. Mentally and emotionally. My mother is on my mind among a ton of other things. On January 12, 2020, my entire life changed. I was forced to grow up and remember everything my mother ever taught me in a matter of weeks. I say grow up even though I was 33, but she was my mother. At the point of losing her, I felt like I was no longer allowed to be a child. I was strictly to be an adult from that moment on. I took on responsibilities that I shouldn't have had to, all while still carrying the guilt of being the one to give her the morphine in the days before her passing. Needless to say, I carry the burden that I somehow helped speed up my mother's death. I've had people tell me that I didn't, but it doesn't take any of the weight off. I feel like everyone around me outside of my sister doesn't understand. We were robbed of the closure that we needed to know that Mom was really gone. We were lied to about her memorial, and I showed up when everyone else was leaving. I looked like an idiot that didn't want to be at my own mother's memorial. I don't think that anyone will understand the guilt that I live with when I then and still continue to do the bare minimum for my mother even in death, because the man that I'm married to doesn't understand or care. I wish that he did. I wish that he understood. Then maybe perhaps he would know how to comfort me properly. Most days I feel like I'm drowning and all he wants to do is buy me things and take me to eat. In those moments all I want to do is lay down and die along with her. Truth is, I'm broken. I'm broken in ways that I can't even begin to explain. I just want to see some sort of light to let me know that okay is coming soon. I know I can't have her back, but it's getting harder and harder to live without her.
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