Y Si La Amas, También Ama Su Caos No Solo Su Forma De Brillar.

Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren't having any of those.

Sylvia Plath

PRINCESS MONONOKE (1997) dir. Hayao Miyazaki

Goodnight.

“There were days when she was very happy without knowing why. She was happy to be alive and breathing, when her whole being seemed to be one with the sunlight, the color, the odors, the luxuriant warmth of some perfect Southern day. She liked then to wander alone into strange and unfamiliar places. She discovered many a sunny, sleepy corner, fashioned to dream in. And she found it good to dream and to be alone and unmolested.There were days when she was unhappy, she did not know why—when it did not seem worth while to be glad or sorry, to be alive or dead; when life appeared to her like a grotesque pandemonium and humanity like worms struggling blindly toward inevitable annihilation”

— Kate Chopin, The Awakening

But the problem is, once you love someone, you can’t have it all anymore. Love comes with sacrifice. That’s how it works.

— Emily Henry, Great Big Beautiful Life (Berkley, April 22, 2025)

Keep praying!

Maui, Hawaii by Jordan McQueen

i think my heart was made for slow things. tea that takes time. stories that don’t rush. people who don’t ask "why are you so quiet?" as if quiet is a flaw.

Your trauma taught you to expect storms, but your healing is teaching you to trust clear skies—to believe that not every hello ends in goodbye, not every quiet holds a storm, not every love hides pain, and not every gift carries conditions. Your heart remembers the hurt, but it can learn to welcome joy.

Vex King