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Stay With Us
oh my troubled lovely, oh my weeping daisy, oh my fading candle, oh my broken beauty, oh my crumbling stronghold, stay with us here on Earth don’t rapture yourself; ~ we need you – we need you – we need you – we need you before you decide to leave, sit with me here in your unmade self at the edge of your unmade bed and listen to me tell you one last secret oh my tearful songbird, if you can find a way to survive long enough someday you’ll become the answer to somebody else’s most desperate prayer by just being there in the same room that they are…
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Are you truly lazy
Are you truly lazy Or are you simply in the process of resting and recovering from all that you have been through? Are you truly procrastinating Or are you simply prioritising what your soul finds more valuable, enriching and uplifting? Are you truly sad Or are you simply purging and releasing your emotions? Are you truly broken Or are you simply in the process of healing from past experiences and rebuilding your life? Are you truly antisocial Or are you simply undergoing a period of self-discovery and learning to fully embrace and enjoy your own company? Are you truly naive Or do you simply have an open heart and look…
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The truth is that people believe they know you
The truth is that people believe they know you, that you’re okay or that you’re in a position where you’re proud of yourself and optimistic about how things are going for you. They believe you’re fine because they interpret things based on their perception and connect certain facts they believe they are comfortable with to paint a picture of you based on their vision, unaware that this is all an illusion. Because you are aware of how exhausted you are from having so many thoughts racing through your head, you are weary of showing empathy, you are tired of being the one who understands, and you are tired of the…
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It took me a long time to realize
My mom had a lot of problems. She did not sleep and she felt exhausted. She was irritable, grumpy, and bitter. She was always sick, until one day, suddenly, she changed. The situation was the same, but she was different. One day my dad said to her: – I’ve been looking for a job for three months and I haven’t found anything, I’m going to have a few beers with friends. My mom replied: – It’s okay. My brother said to her: – Mom, I’m doing poorly in all subjects at the University … My mom replied: – Okay, you will recover, and if you don’t, well, you repeat the…
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Happiness is a journey, not a destination.
We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a baby, then another. Then we are frustrated that the kids aren’t old enough, and we’ll be more content when they are. After that, we’re frustrated that we have teenagers to deal with. We will certainly be happy when they are out of that stage.We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our partner gets his or her act together when we get a nicer car, are able to go on a nice holiday, when we retire. The truth is, there’s no better time to be happy than right now. If not now, when? Your…
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HIGHER SELF – Awareness..
HIGHER SELF – Awareness.. ‘I am slowly learning that some people are not good for me, no matter how much I love them. I deserve someone who is gentle and kind, because my soul is getting tired. Realizing that I deserve something good is one of the first steps.” “I’m Slowly Learning That I Don’t Have To React To Everything That Bothers Me~~ I’m slowly learning that the energy it takes to react to every bad thing that happens to you drains you and stops you from seeing the other good things in life. I’m slowly learning that I’m not going to be everyone’s cup of tea and I won’t…
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Breathe
my brain and heart divorced a decade ago over who was to blame about how big of a mess I have become eventually, they couldn’t be in the same room with each other now my head and heart share custody of me I stay with my brain during the week and my heart gets me on weekends they never speak to one another – instead, they give me the same note to pass to each other every week and their notes they send to one another always says the same thing: “This is all your fault” on Sundays my heart complains about how my head has let me down in…
