Rysa

there is no weight limit for liking your body.

there is no rule that says if you’re over a certain bmi you have to hate yourself. you’re not required to think you’re ugly if you’re not skinny, and you’re not required to want to lose weight.

you are allowed to not want to be thin.

this world we live in tells us that we should only like thin bodies and therefore should only like ourselves if we are thin. but your body is yours, and nobody should get to tell you what to think about it.

shoutout to the weirdos, to the struggling, to the dykes, the fags, the queers, the trannies and the cripples

shoutout to those flaring up and forced to cope to anybody who would really like to just not give a fuck but knows thats not an option to anybody who's exhausted to anybody who's alone or feels alone to anybody putting off the bad shit for just another day to anybody who's taking a nap instead of doing something permanent

You are smart. Not just in obvious ways, but in the quiet ways too. In how you think, how you notice things, how you keep trying even when it’s hard.

You are amazing. Not because you are perfect, but because you keep going, you keep feeling, you keep showing up in your own way. That counts more than you think.

You are not a problem. You are not “too much,” not “too sensitive,” not something that needs to be fixed to be acceptable. You’re a person who has been through things, who feels deeply, who is still learning and growing.

You are not boring. You are thoughtful, and there is depth to you that not everyone takes the time to see.

You are not annoying. You are expressive, you care, and your presence has a place in this world.

You are not replaceable. The way you think, the way you exist, the way you show up, no one else does it the same way.

You are not a burden. Needing support sometimes doesn’t make you heavy to carry. It makes you human.

You are not behind. You are moving at a pace that fits what you’ve been through, even if it doesn’t match others.

You are allowed to take up space. You are allowed to exist without constantly apologizing for it.

You are not less than anyone else. You are not failing at being a person.

And even if it doesn’t feel true right now, even if your mind argues with every word… you still deserve to hear it.

So I’ll say it again, just in case you needed it a little more today.

some days are quiet victories. getting out of bed. drinking water. answering one message. choosing to stay.

healing isn’t linear, it’s messy and slow and sometimes it feels like you’re going backwards—but you’re not. you’re learning how to exist in a world that doesn’t always feel made for you.

you are allowed to rest. you are allowed to feel everything. you are allowed to take up space even when you’re struggling.

And even if your brain is loud right now, even if it’s telling you things that aren’t kind, you don’t have to believe it.

stay alive

stay safe

Drink some water

eat something

get back into the things you love

Unclench your jaw

do some self-care

Take a shower or bath

Their an incest survivor.

Until they're hypersexual.

Until they're self-centered.

Until they have or show symptoms of npd.

Until they have low empathy.

Until they're attention seeking.

Until they have homicidal thoughts.

I love stretch marks

I love acne

I love scars

I love chub

I love asymmetry