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 âAllow yourself to be proud of yourself and all the progress youâve made. Especially the progress that no one else can see.âÂ

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You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.
â Albert Camus, Notebooks, 1935-1951
If you have opened up to someone and you ended up hurt, disappointed, sad, I just want to let you know that I am proud of you. It takes a lot of courage to let our walls down and it is painful when someone destroys them. It makes us rethink why we ever let someone in. I see you. I hear you. I feel with you. And I am sorry that you had to experience that. But please do not close your heart entirely. Do not build these walls higher, my love. This pain will not stay forever and there will be more people that will prove you that you can trust and you can let them in than there will be people that prove the opposite. It takes time, darling. But you have all the time in the world. Tend to your wounds. Be there for yourself. And know that you have the strength to let someone in again.
Hey you beautiful soul. I am glad that you have stumbled upon this post. If you are reading this, I want you to put your hand on your heart and feel its strong beat drumming against your fingertips. Feel its rhythm. Feel its steadiness. Feel its power. Second after second, fighting for you to be alive. I want you to close your eyes and realise that this wonderful heart of yours is beating for a reason. Its unique beat has purpose. You have purpose. And even though I have told you about a hundred times before, I want to remind you again. Because it is so true and important. No matter how dark your current situation may seem, your heart is fighting to find the light. Do not fight against it, fight with it. And know that you have so much potential; great things await you, my love. Your heart believes in you and so do I.
take it a day at a time.
or if a day is too much, an hour.
if an hour is too much, a minute.
if a minute is too much, a breath.
inhale. exhale.
you are still alive. you are still here.

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âDear future wife⌠I been trying to figure out a way to write these words for like the past 5 years now. I think itâs because thatâs when I turned 21, when things were fun for my peers but I was consciously dreaming on how to spend my life with you explicitly. Iâve been extremely patient while battling temptation from a world that tells me âfuck a wifeâ and âitâs cool to have a grip of girlsâ â yet Iâve still been roaming the ocean just to prove why waiting for you was worth my world. I canât tell you how many nights I stayed up visualizing a life, one where Iâd never leave your side. Can you imagine how many pieces of paper I balled up out of frustration because I thought I met you in someone else only to give my all, then end up back by myself. See when you finally look into my eyes, I want you to know that I was the walking definition of persistence. No matter how many times I was told âjust fuck these hoesâ I resisted. Because I couldnât imaging myself trading in a night for whatâs missing. When you look at me I want you to see the queen within yourself that reflects from my pupils but penetrate your soul. A sight that magnifies your queendom, so if your love were particles and I was blind I could still see them. You have no idea how many times in my mind you said, âI doâ without me even meeting you. This is beyond fate or a first date. My soul is so entangled in your spirit that even from heaven I can feel it. I need you to know that the last love I believed to be you stabbed me so intensely that life wasnât worth living. However, your hand touched my faced and it was in that feeling that I found hope. The journey for you became my solace to exist, my reason to persist, my will to resist, my heart to risk. Never forget I risked it all for you before you knew I risked it. So no matter where you are in the universe, Iâll find you. No matter how long it takes, Iâll search for you. The reason why is because I can feel you too. Youâre searching for me and youâre dealing with heartbreak, fake love, regrets, and setbacks. Once I find you, Iâll set back your setbacks. Iâll make you fall in love so deeply youâll forget those regrets. Any fake love youâve experienced will become realer than any HD romantic film youâve experienced. On that day you take my hand in marriage Iâll smile and say, âWeâre married.â Iâll remind you that your love was always mine to carry. That the men youâve experienced in your past was exactly what the universe needed you to experience to be the women you are now. Iâll kiss your forehead a million times, to make a million rhymes; youâll lay next to me and Iâll write you a million lines on this same sheet of paper. The love I give you as your Prince Charming will become realer than your reality. Youâll never need love as a supplement. Your smile will shine the darkest of days. Your aura will shine the darkest of ways. The love we create when we have children will validate every word I say. Iâll love you like the seeds you grow for 9 months, as if it were a 100 years and we were old and gray. I still hold your hand each and every day. I donât know when Iâll find you but I know when I do every single minute will be worth the lifetime you deserved to have me there while I desperately searched this desert. Believe me when I say on that day weâll be in love forever⌠My future wife.â
â theprinceofnostalgia
This hits hard.
i have failed many times in my life, but i am still here. living proof that you can still be a fuck up, but still have the will to live. alot of my problems are because i care too much and iâm too kind hearted. if you keep trying to please everyone, when will you please yourself first? thereâs also a problem with that too. living a life thatâs solely for yourself? youâre just going to end up pushing everybody away. i think thatâs why i have a big problem with taking complimentsâ iâve developed some fucked up defense mechanism to shut down any kind of positive reinforcement said out of authenticity. i donât know when or where or why it came about, but more often i think itâs some sick form of torture and punishment that i have subconsciously chosen to adapt as an attitude towards life. itâs quite unhealthy because now youâre not even able to acknowledge something as simple as hey, you get to be happy. i suffocate any kind of moderate form of calmness in my life with negative thoughts and i donât mean to, it just happens. maybe i really do have a problem. maybe itâs because iâve hurt people before and as iâve aged this is how i see myself. someone that deserves to feel like shit 24/7. but thatâs not healthy. itâs not happiness that iâm after. itâs not even balance. self-destruction and recreation⌠i guess iâm just trying to find out how much of myself i can run away from. past versions of yourself, who you are today, who you could beâ all equally shunned and damaged if you never give yourself the proper tools to heal. i know that this was supposed to be a poem about falling apart, but i found it more fitting to discuss the details of torment and the drowning of the flame of life. sometimes even angels need a break, sometimes even the demons cry. we have to choose how we view ourselves. actively. because the second that we let this be our lifeâ thatâs it. our thoughts are so powerful that if you wake up every morning telling yourself that youâre not worth a penny or a second look, chances are the rest of your evening will be influenced by such negativity. so maybe write yourself a letter and seal it with positive energy. the tender love and care of sorts. i always talk about how short life is, but you know life doesnât have to be hell on earth 24 fucking 7. itâs okay to be alright. to feelďżź like today isnât so bad. yes, youâve made some bad decisions, maybe youâve made some hearts break. maybe you fucked up and apologies wonât fix anything. but how else are you going to grow if you donât allow yourself to even feel any kind of goodness that seaps out of your soul? you have to just take a second and realize that youâre a human being and that itâs okay to just be. whatever that is to you, grab a cup of tea and just sit outside. take a break from yourself. that mental prison. that anxiety and pain ridden past of yoursâ let the minutes of right now carry you into the importance of learning to forgive yourself for who you couldnât be for whoever it was that youâre still hurting over. let it just melt into the seat of your skull and let the person that you can still choose to be today and tomorrow come out to play.
Fuck.
The purpose of life is not to become something. From the very moment that you are born, you already are something - you are everything. You are everything you need to be and you have so much potential inside of you. At any stage of your life, you will always be something, my love. You do not have to be in certain relationships, graduate from university, find a well-paying job or fulfill any other ârequirementsâ to be a worthy human being. No matter what, you will always have value.
If you ever question your worth, I want you to know that you make the night sky shine a little brighter. You make the seasons a little more colourful. You make the bad times a little less painful. You add beauty to everything. Because of you, the world is glowing, my love. Your existence matters so much. You add importance and value to this life. Please never forget that. You are worthy.

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Life is not perfect. Life is not linear. Making mistakes, messing up and things going wrong on your journey is often depicted as a kind of failure. But you are not failing, darling. Life is a mess. Life is turbulent. And that is absolutely normal. The road is bumpy and you will struggle from time to time. You will face hard days. You will cry. You will watch the world fall apart around you. But you will also watch it being rebuild. There is beauty in destruction. Life is and never will be perfect. And you are not perfect either. No one is. But you know what? That is not what you were born to be. You may be a mess - everyone is - but that is exactly what makes you beautiful and special. Never ever forget that, my love.
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I just rewatched the prequel trilogy for the first time in YEARS and I have to say, they were nowhere near as bad as I remembered.
I mean, yeah, the direction was shit and made the actors seem like theyâre awful (which they arenât, most of the cast is made of very decent actors) and the writing was kind of ridiculous but the story? The story is amazing.
And it really just reminded me how horribly everyone in Anakinâs life failed him, with the exception of PadmĂŠ.
Obi-Wan did love Anakin like family but he should have fought harder to keep Anakin more distanced from the Jedi and from the Senate when it became abdundantly clear that he was too unstable to handle it. But he, and the rest of the Council, just saw this unbelievably powerful young man and they used that power.
Most of all, they (and PadmĂŠ) should have opened their eyes and seen that he was being manipulated by Palpatine. But instead, they encouraged him to get closer and closer to Palpatine to spy on him and report back.
And they left him in the clutches of Palpatine who gave him everything he wanted - someone who believed in him, who didnât exclude him without reason, who didnât discount his feelings. They failed Anakin in exactly the same ways that Ben was failed so much later.
Watching the prequels again also really cemented why I hated how the sequel trilogy ended. Anakinâs life was nothing but pain, loss, failure, and disappointment. He never had a chance against everything that happened to him.
Anakinâs tragedy continued through the original trilogy where we see him truly stripped of his humanity, always abused by his Sith master.
And despite that, we see Anakin redeemed at the end, but only through death. At the very least though, his death is genuinely mourned. His loss is felt deeply by his son who, despite it all, still loved him. Anakin is forgiven and he is allowed to come back as a Force ghost. And he comes back as Anakin, not Vader. The young, vibrant man he once was who died as soon as Vader was truly born.
And therein lies one of the many ways that the sequel trilogy was so incredibly unjust to Ben Solo. Like Anakin, he was tormented his entire life. He was manipulated and abused. Everyone who should have protected him failed to do so and Ben was lost, giving rise to Kylo Ren.
But, unlike Anakinâs change into Vader caused Anakin to die, Ben was simply lost behind Kylo Ren. He was torn between the two sides rather than entirely lost to the dark side. He was more primed for redemption than Anakin could have been.
Kylo Ren actually tried to shake loose the things that kept him bound to the light, unlike Anakin who had everything ripped away from him. And despite Kylo Renâs efforts to sever the light that was causing him so much pain, he was NEVER able to succumb completely.
So strong were his innate ties to light and goodness that he could not give in even if he tried. He wore a mask trying to convince the world and himself that he was solidly evil, but it was a facade that no one entirely believed.
Palpatine was able to fairly easily bring Anakin into the darkness. But even with all his efforts, all his desire to possess this last Skywalker, he could never own Ben Solo.
So strong were his ties to the light that he could never bring himself to harm Rey. He didnât even kill Finn when he easily could have - why? Was it his innate goodness? Was it that he knew killing Finn would hurt Rey deeply?
His lightsaber was the perfect way to express his anguished personality. Unstable, over heated, unusual. Always shimmering with a passion and energy not typical for a lightsaber, whether it was a Sith saber or a Jedi saber.
Like Rey, he was neither a creature purely of light or darkness. Both were perfect mixtures of grey.
And then, we lose Ben Solo.
It is beautiful because he saves the woman he loves so much.
It is also abrupt, unexpected, and unceremonious.
He is not mourned.
He is not remembered.
He is just gone.
He was made to be mourned and remembered less than even the most evil characters we see. His loss is treated with less concern than anyone ever gave to a red shirt in Star Trek.
His life and his death are both devoid of meaning.
The boy, lost and broken, who was failed by everyone who should have protected him. The boy who crawled from the pit of death to answer the call of the light. The boy who so desperately wanted to be free of pain that he was willing to break his own heart.
The Skywalkers - all of them - deserved better. But especially Ben Solo. His life was reduced to nothing. His death was reduced to nothing. His redemption was reduced to nothing.
And that is my biggest beef with the end of the sequel trilogy. I loved the prequel trilogy because it humanized Anakin in preparation for his redemption. The sequel trilogy humanized Ben Solo in preparation for ... nothing. Just an unceremonious death and to be forgotten by everyone.
He deserved better.
Ben: The only way you're getting to Exegol... is with me.
Rey: Okay.
Ben: What?
Rey: Sure. Since you already know the way... Besides, why bother the trouble to find the second wayfinder in a dangerous mission? You've already found one, let's use that.
Ben: Really?
Rey: Plus, it would be better to have help while facing the Emperor. And since we both want him dead and we make a pretty good team, as we established in the previous film...
Ben: Whoa, whoa! So you're saying... you are going to Exegol with me?
Rey: Of course! It would be very stupid of me to go alone. Why would I?
Ben: Yeah, that would be dumb. So... Aren't you going to fight me?
Rey: Why?
Ben: We are in the death star, I guess a lightsaber duel would be very dramatic and visually outstanding.
Rey: Ben, if I wanted you dead, I'd kill you in the throne room while you were unconscious.
Ben: I know, right?!! It's not like you had to run in the desert and do a dangerous backflip!
Rey: Nah... That's just extra.
Ben: Good, that's what I thought.
Rey: Just to let you know, I have two lightsabers now. If you need one--
Ben: But I already have my own.
Rey: Yeah, but if you happen to toss it in the ocean--
Ben: Why would I do that? It's my only weapon! I need it to protect myself!
Rey: Lol, I don't know, just saying. Oh, another thing I forgot to mention! Now I can force heal. So if you get injured or die, don't worry, I got you.
Ben: That's a relief! I might try it too!
Rey: Sure, it's totally not dangerous! Nothing happens to you.
Ben: So I'm not risking dying or something?
Rey: Absolutely not. Since I did it without any harm, why would it harm you? Don't worry, you'll be fine. You are a fan favorite.
Ben: I know, JJ and Chris Terrio wouldn't dare kill me off.
Rey: It would make no sense at all. But even if they do, I healed a murderous snake once, I can do it again.
Ben: Hey--
Rey: Just kidding, love you, hope you come back to the light side! âĄâĄâĄ And even if you don't, that vision of us in the Sith throne was dope!
Ben: Oh you saw that too? So it wasn't just my dream. Were you sitting in my lap in your vision too?
Rey: Yeah and I kept touching your tight.
Ben: Good, let's kill that old man and sit on his throne.
Rey: But can we be on the light side while seated?
Ben: Rey, it's literally the SITH throne! What part of the word "sith" do you not get?
Rey: But you said you wanted to let old things die, remember? Can we just be grey jedi instead?
Ben: K, whatever, if we still get to touch fingertips I don't mind.
Rey: I should probably call Leia and tell her I'm with you. You know, just in case she wants to speak to you, she doesn't have to reach out using the Force.
Ben: That would kill her.
Rey: Yeah, she can just call me on this high-tech comlink we use in this galaxy.
Ben: Plus the connection would be of better quality.