Gustav Vigeland Kneeling Man Embracing A Standing Woman

Have people preaching for their partners to be their saviors ever actually had to be that person? When your partner implies that you’re the only person who can fix them, that’s so much pressure forced on you. 

My ex-boyfriend would tell me all his insecurities and his darkest stories and emotions, while he had a therapist, who he told nothing to. Eventually, I had to end it because I couldn’t bear the stress of feeling like his keeper and his only hope. I’m a good listener, and I want to give advice and help, but I’ve got my shit too, and it’s not my job to save someone else.

Also, therapists don’t become therapists for the hell of it. Who would go through years of schooling and still want to listen to horrible stories of trauma and pain and watch the people they help struggle or hurt themselves or kill themselves if they didn’t genuinely care? They have difficulty coping with the emotions that those experiences bring with them, and they are trained professionals. 

Why should I be expected to be capable of doing the same?

y’all need therapy. not girlfriends

♡ @mossangel ♡

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Titania (Anita Louise) and the faeries in A Midsummer Night’s Dream (1935)

I swear by the moon I am most melancholy soft, and most outrageous sentimental.

Edna St. Vincent Millay, from “The Lamp and the Bell,” published c. 1921 (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Act like you’re blessed. Talk like you’re blessed. Walk like you’re blessed. Think like you’re blessed. Smile like you’re blessed. Dress like you’re blessed. Put actions behind your faith, and one day you will see it become a reality.

Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my soul, There in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim.

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass (via occasional-wolf-on-caffeine)

- nayyirah waheed

Feelings are just visitors, let them come and go.

Mooji

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