#selflove

FACEBOOK POST Let them be upset. Let them judge you. Let them misunderstand you. Let them gossip about you, Let them ignore you. Let them be "right." Let them doubt you. Let them not like you. Let them not speak to you. Let them run your name in the ground. Let them make you out…

FACEBOOK POST I’ve learned a lot these past few days - an important one is how fragile humans are. We have evolved into being able to love with our whole bodies - and the love we give and receive can literally affect our wellbeing. While we give our heart credit for the ability to love,…

FACEBOOK POST A narcissist will bleed you dry and then get mad when you have nothing left to give. They’ll steal from their own kids' future, spend every last dime on something stupidly expensive, and then act like you’re the bad guy for questioning their life choices. “But I needed the new car/b...

FACEBOOK POST I’ll never forget when someone hurt me. I might laugh with you, be polite, even check in on you — but don’t ever think for a second that I’ve forgotten what you did. The truth is, I don’t hold grudges… I hold memories. And when someone I cared about made the choice to…

*Previously Written* I'm really tired of being the bigger person and keeping the peace for others when I’m losing my own. It is exhausting. One could say it's been a month, time to move on, time to forget about it, to let it go - Unfortunately, that's not me. I never realized the physical effects...

Since the initial shock of the affair is over and I'm working on healing - its a harsh and hard reality seeing just what it has done to me mentally/emotionally. •Triggers - it can be something as small a phone notification, sorting laundry, scented dish soap. Literally the dumbest thing can send ...

29 Aug 2022   “Disentanglement”   She was once loved by the demons, and so she had loved her back Scared to the unprecedented, she engraves her naive thoughts into feeding her insatiable monsters Echoing the delusionality of the future, she has tainted She has this heavy baggage she has...

In the quiet moments of reflection, I find myself grappling with the echoes of today's encounter with my mother. Her sorrow, a heavy burden she carries with such grace, weighs upon my heart. As she poured out her worries and fears, I listened intently, longing to offer comfort and solace. Yet, as...