please keep my husband in y’all prayers. he’s having a hard time finding me. :(

i've been focusing deeply on not giving a shit about what people think. if i notice my thoughts going down that path, then i shut them down. i'm not trying to read anyone's mind. i'm just going to be myself and try my best. if i fuck up, then i fuck up. if i look stupid, then i look stupid. everyone looks stupid, sometimes. it's so much more important to be yourself earnestly and passionately, in all of your stupid glory

Sometimes it’s not “if they wanted to, they would.” Sometimes it’s “I desperately wanted to, but I’m drowning in my own mind, battling a mental health crisis, and absolutely feeling the crushing weight of disappointing you.” 

There are no rule books for trauma healing. There isn’t a time line. There isn’t any one way to heal. Your healing journey is personal to you. Please be patient with yourself.

I hate having a job but I would burst into tears if I was unemployed

good luck to me in this period of my life where I am full of indecision and chaos

I have a terrible habit of leaving things unsaid for the sake of peace