hello, beauties. ❥

ok claps soooo—this might be a bit of a long post (idgaf) so just sit tight and bare with me. i know i speak about mental health and depression often but i feel like this needs to be said. YES, i know everyone has bad days.YES, i know it looks like i “feed into my own sadness”.YES, i understand you think i’m just wallowing in self pity.YES, i get that you are annoyed with my “mopey” ass. BUT…

“the most dangerouswoman of allis the one who refusesto rely on your swordto save herbecause she carriesher own”~ r.h. sin I’m exhausted. I’m exhausted from being strong all the time, from acting like I have it all together, and from being everything for everyone. I never necessarily set out to be this kind of person, yet it seems through the bitter choices and the sweet idealizations of not…

“the most dangerouswoman of allis the one who refusesto rely on your swordto save herbecause she carriesher own”~ r.h. sin I’m exhausted. I’m exhausted from being strong all the time, from acting like I have it all together, and from being everything for everyone. I never necessarily set out to be this kind of person, yet it seems through the bitter choices and the sweet idealizations of not…

“You’ll have your good days my friend,and you’ll have your bad ones. But Ihope you’ll not judge your worth bythe amount progress you make. AndI hope, even on your bad days you’lltreat yourself the gentlest way, theway you do on your good ones.~Dhiman beating yourself up is easy. hating yourself is easy. giving up is easy. your grass might be a little dull right now but i promise you, it’s not…

Learn your ABC’s! God is abundant, astonishing & alluring. God is beautiful, brilliant & bountiful. God is charming, courageous & compassionate. God is dazzling, delightful & desirable. God is empathetic, empowering & extraordinary. God is fantastic, flawless & flourishing. God is great, generous & glorious. God is holy, honest & honorable. God is intimate, innovative &…

twenty-six. twenty-six days until i am twenty-six years old. my earliest memory i have is of when i was maybe three. my brother, bryce, had just passed on. my mother was really depressed and distant for a while. it was actually a very lonely time. i stayed in louisiana a lot growing up, especially during this time. my first best friend was my cousin, trey. he’s a couple of years older than i…