recovery

Quite strange the

Dissonance of the Cognitive

My body is Strong

But my mind is Not.

Warrior of Women

Protecting my Country

My People

But tearing myself apart from the

Internal War

I have been Losing since

Day One.

flowerais:

don’t feel bad for feeling sad or anxious. you don’t need to have a valid reason, emotions are messy. sometimes the only thing that can help is resting, and taking care of yourself. do little things that make you feel calmer. express strong emotions in ways that don’t hurt yourself in any form. stay healthy and well-rested and surround yourself with things that are good for you. be there for yourself. this will pass.

(via hopeful-journey)

prettypositivity:

s/o to all the girls working on loving their bodies because that shits hard i’m so proud of you

(via hopeful-journey)

whattawitchh:

You ever just wunna……. drop everything and go live in a tiny village??? Where you only have to worry about collecting eggs or tending to the garden??

(via manicdreams)

Numbers. I count Them.

Obsessed. Before. After. During.

I wish my brain would stop

Buzzing would someone tell the

Bees to

Leave Me Alone?

violentwavesofemotion:

“I’m quite naturally a loving, affectionate person.”

— Anne Sexton, from a letter to Philp Legler written c. September 1970

(via violentwavesofemotion-deactivat)

crax:

“If you get tired, learn to rest, not to quit.”

—

anonymous

note to self

(via astound)

(via manicdreams)

violentwavesofemotion:

“This year again there is spring, spring incredibly familiar, so why does poetry suffocate on its own breath?”

— Halina Poświatowska, tr. by Maya Peretz, from “I Am Dazed by the Beauty of my Body,”

(via violentwavesofemotion-deactivat)

violentwavesofemotion:

“Everything became misty and silent.”

— Yevgeny Yevtushenko, tr. by Albert C. Todd, from “Zima Junction,”

(via violentwavesofemotion-deactivat)

Because mornings can be so beautiful if we only just let them be.

Slipping down a Slippery Slope

You know the one, the

One we all whisper to in the

Dark late at Night when

We think no one is

Listening

But her ears are Always Open

She always hears

And she is satisfied by my return

I think.

-slippery slope (MZ)

It’s oh-so-easy to slip back in, as if I was never out.

I’m used to feeling dirty and less-then. I’ve felt that way about myself for most of my life. It wasn’t too hard to accept that people saw me as inferior and that I would never be good enough. Until one day when I decided enough was enough. I would stop letting people- and myself- blame my bad behaviors on being sick. Through time, hard work, and therapy, I got there. It took me three years to actually feel like the confident, hardworking, competent, and talented human being I deserve to be. But now I’m there. And suddenly, with one word from the one person it shouldn’t matter about, I’m dirty again. My stomach feels heavy, even though I haven’t had the chance to eat since breakfast. And I wish I could stand up for myself without sounding- and feeling- like a vindictive jerk. But here I am, taking the high road. Sometimes, being strong (and mature) really sucks.

I know he’ll
Never be
Mine
But why can’t you
Leave me to
Disillusion myself
With the enchanting wrapping of the
Love I love to pretend
Exists?
Let me believe
Leave me with the only love of
His
I’ll ever have…
In my
Imagination.

-the power of love (MZ)