watch me while I bloom

oh my god. most of life really is about the little things. a good haircut, a nice playlist, trying a new recipe that turns out well, a poem that hits home, a comfortable spot in the sun, spontaneous messages, a pen you enjoy writing with, tea with the right temperature to drink, buying that thing you’ve been eyeing for a while, a warm bed. yeah. im so grateful for the little enjoyments

i will forever mourn the person i never got to be

you don't have to find the positive in your trauma. you don't have to turn your trauma into beautiful art. your trauma doesn't have to be inspiring. you don't have to hold beliefs like 'harships are lessons' or 'everything happens for a reason'. you don't have to forgive your abusers. you don't have to talk about your trauma, but you also you don't have to be silent about your trauma. you don't have to be the perfect victim or the perfect survivor.