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an author i love just tweeted about how “big joy and small joy are the same” and how she was just as content the other night eating chocolate and cuddling her dog as she was on her Big Trip to new york and honestly. i think that’s it. this morning i was listening to an audiobook while baking shortbread in my joggers and i realised i really didn’t care what Big Things happened in my future as long as i could keep baking and reading at the weekend and maybe that is the kind of bar we have to set to guard ourselves against disappointment. just appreciate and cherish the mundane stuff and see everything else as a bonus.

“I leapt eagerly into books. The characters’ lives were so much more interesting than the lonely heartbeat of my own.” ― Ruta Sepetys, Out of the Easy

“I leapt eagerly into books. The characters’ lives were so much more interesting than the lonely heartbeat of my own.” ― Ruta Sepetys, Out of the Easy

Why I am hurt and can't move on when the people who caused me this pain are moving on and living their best life. Whereas I am crying and blaming myself for not being good enough.

When you go to an event and the host is like let us go around the room and introduce ourselves.

And I am like can we not do this, it is okay if people don't know my name.

And then after introduction (which went badly for me become I panicked and blunted something and still can hear my heartbeat) are over they are lets play a game.

I am already planning to die because for God sake I don't want to play games with people I have just met and also I have soical anxiety and I am generally very awkward anyway. Also this whole situation is a nightmare.

What else, you know? Pandora already knew the answer. We have fallen so low, all that is left is to say - oh, I understand. I must love, and hope, and be the kindness I needed, and be the gentle hand. Oh, the end point of dismay was always survival, and resilience. What we can give each other has always meant more than what we can gain. When we love, what we add is always more potent and powerful than anything. The softness taught out of me was more beautiful because I coaxed it into returning. What else. I will be peace and safety.

Hades...

no one gets to tell you what recovery looks like, what trying looks like, what progress looks like, what resilience looks like. it is different for everyone and them not seeing it in you doesn’t mean it isn’t there.

Tell me Three words which make you feel vulnerable.

I need help.

I have read only few poems from changing the tide and I already love it!!!🌸🌼🍀

a holiday gift for my readers!

it’s been 3 years today since i published my first book, and what a journey it’s been!

i wanted to say thank you for 3 years of support with a little gift.

both of my books are free today and tomorrow (december 15 and 16) to download on amazon!

click here to visit my amazon author page and download your free copies!

(i’m also hosting 2 huge paperback giveaways with 15+ authors over on instagram!)

it would mean a lot to me if you reblogged this so my book can reach more readers. 

thank you,

shelby

a holiday gift for my readers!

it’s been 3 years today since i published my first book, and what a journey it’s been!

i wanted to say thank you for 3 years of support with a little gift.

both of my books are free today and tomorrow (december 15 and 16) to download on amazon!

click here to visit my amazon author page and download your free copies!

(i’m also hosting 2 huge paperback giveaways with 15+ authors over on instagram!)

it would mean a lot to me if you reblogged this so my book can reach more readers. 

thank you,

shelby

“remember that sometimes it’s ok to close your eyes and forget the world, breathe deeply, and do that one thing you’ve been putting off for months and when you are ready to view the world with new-born eyes, you will find that the stars still shine, the waves still crash, the sun still rises, and your heart still beats.”

— a reminder, by shelby leigh (via nothingwithoutwords)

a holiday gift for my readers!

it’s been 3 years today since i published my first book, and what a journey it’s been!

i wanted to say thank you for 3 years of support with a little gift.

both of my books are free today and tomorrow (december 15 and 16) to download on amazon!

click here to visit my amazon author page and download your free copies!

(i’m also hosting 2 huge paperback giveaways with 15+ authors over on instagram!)

it would mean a lot to me if you reblogged this so my book can reach more readers. 

thank you,

shelby

The problem I have is that; no matter how distant I get from a person, I will always care about them no matter what. Even if they want nothing to do with me.

Not anymore, I used to think like that but not anymore you know why because people don't give shit about you and you have to move on and to do that you need to forget them but never forget the lesson they taught you. I will not wish bad luck for them. But I don't want them in my life anymore because they walked out when things got hard and believed in lies. So no more of caring for people who walked away when you needed them the most.

Person: Don’t you ever do anything besides reading?

Me: Not willingly.