#hard shit

"there's something about the dying that feels familiar" fucking unbelievably metal thing to be told. you die and you could swear you've been here before. the last thing you feel before your breath leaves your body is intense deja vu. you've never died before but somehow you know how this goes. you have an uncanny feeling being dead is a temporary gig for you, but you have no idea what gives you that impression. and then you're alive again. and you remember dying. and all you remember is that there was something about it that felt familiar.

Loving yourself is literally so fucking hard. I have to work everyday not to pick myself apart. Loving yourself is process and for some of us a very slow one. You can do it, I can do it, we can all do it. It just might take some time.