Just Because An Animal Has Scales Doesn't Mean You Get To Trample On It.

Forgive, because you deserve peace.

hey love,

if you’re reading this, maybe your chest feels heavy again. maybe the old voices are getting louder.

so take a breath. come back to this:

you are not responsible for everyone’s healing.

you are not a failure when someone else is hurting.

you are not the reason your world cracked, you were just a child trying to hold it together with your bare hands.

it is safe now to let go.

you don’t have to earn your worth by saving others.

you don’t have to prove anything to deserve peace.

you are already doing the brave work by pausing, by feeling, by speaking kindly to yourself.

and i promise you, even if you forget these truths tomorrow, they will find their way back to you.

because they live inside you now.

you are not the pain you absorbed.

you are the love that stayed.

i’m proud of you.

i’m with you.

always.

— love, me

something so sacred about a heart returning to its origin.

Thoughtful and gentle and sweet. Wild and reckless and loud. Emotions and words and actions.

I'm now realising that maybe I will never find a me for me. But maybe that was never the point. Maybe I was supposed to be that me for myself. All along, I had me. All along, I was too busy searching for myself, outside of myself. Maybe this time I'll be the me for me. Maybe this time, I'll be loved the way I wish to be loved.

that's it, i want a me for me.

at this point, ill take her for the still healing soul she is. but oh to have her, i want to experience just that.

Dearest, your life is yours. Let that sink in. The people in your life are people in your life. You are whole on your own. You do not need anyone to make you whole. Your happiness should come from you. You're allowed to make connections and cherish people, but dearest, come from a place of wholeness, not dependency.

I won't paint you as fully healed because your beauty lies in the process, not perfection.

Calm dear heart, calm.

You've weathered storms before.

You'll weather this one too.

Calm dear heart, calm.

btw, it's called the soldierhood of love.