bloom where you are planted 🍀

sometimes you’ll make mistakes. you’ll fall into old patterns again. what matters is that you pull yourself out of them. that you accept and forgive yourself. that you realise a slip up doesn’t mean you’re back where you were. that you’re still moving forwards. that you’re okay.

the most disorienting thing thats ever happened to me was when a linguistics major stopped in the middle of our conversation, looked me in the eye, and said, "you have a very interesting vernacular. were you on tumblr in 2014?" and i had to just stand there and process that one for a good ten seconds

sometimes rest is the most productive thing you can do for yourself

a previous version of yourself would thank you a million times over for getting you to your current self

Feels like the older I get the more sensitive I become to cruelty? Not in a way where I’m constantly wounded but I recognize how truly unnecessary it is? Even when I myself am being mean or rude I’m aware of all the other reactions I could be having instead? I’m human so, like, obviously this is behavior I’ll always fall into but it’s just something I’ve been meditating on lately