Was nützt mein Herz, wenn deins nicht mitschlägt?

spend less time with people that remind you about the things you hate about yourself. surround yourself with people who make you feel loved and remind you that you have good traits too.

some days I have to remind myself that it’s okay to be a disaster, and that it’s also okay to be a disaster publicly. some days I have to remind myself that I don’t owe anyone prettiness or silence or smallness or attention or smiles. some days I just am what I am, and that’s gonna have to be enough (and that’s okay)

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nostalgia is a liar. nothing was ever as good as you remember it to be. there’s a reason you don’t talk to that person anymore, there’s a reason you’re not part of each other’s lives. don’t trust nostalgia. grieve. reflect. move on.

“imagine meeting someone who wanted to learn your past not to punish you, but to learn how you needed to be loved. Be inspired by people who don’t run away when they locate the darkness in you; who instead lean in & ask where the darkness stems from & how they can love you in the midst of it.”

It doesn’t happen like that. You don’t just wake up one day and find that everything has worked itself out. You must get out of bed, morning after morning, and make a conscious effort to control the circumstances of that given day. You must learn to handle your issues with grace because you respect what they are attempting to teach you. You must drown your insecurities slowly, one self-realization at a time. You must allow yourself to feel the fear bubbling just beneath your skin but you must never allow it the satisfaction of crippling you; grit your teeth and march on. You see, they never tell you how hard these things will be. This fight to reclaim yourself is not easy or straightforward but, my god, is it necessary.