So I took a deep breath, let my fingers trail over my body one more time, and thought to myself, that maybe I was allowed to love myself like this.
I am learning to take the word ‘just’ out of my vocabulary when describing myself. I am learning that I am not just a woman or just a friend or just a blogger on Word Press.
We’re in love. But we’re young. So let’s meet again some day.
wildly craving to remain unexplained
You suffered through the storm of pain that poured down on your soul.
Strong girl, from this moment on, always feel.
I am slowly learning to shamelessly love me, and not because I am supposed to, but because I am easier to love than I ever used to believe.
I never thought I would have a passion.
It won’t always be easy and that’s okay. Because I don’t need it to be. I just need you to stay.
You’re a human who has made a difference in the world, whether you realize it or not.
Anxiety has one goal, and it’s to destroy people. And sometimes it does.
Humans weren’t meant to be edited. They were meant to be real.
I laughed it off at school and cried it out at home.
I had just turned 18 and I was terrified of the life I had ahead of me.
Trigger Warning: Severe Depression & Suicidal Thoughts