Don't make me choose😞

WHY HEALING?

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“I am slowly learning how to be alone. I am slowly learning how to wake up in the middle of the bed. How to make just one cup of coffee in the mornings. How to hold my own heart, how to take up my own space. I am slowly learning how to stop filling voids with other human beings, and instead, I am slowly learning how to confront the void itself. How to heal it.”

It’s the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, they bump into you. In this world, nobody touches you. We’re always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.

What made it hard for my heart to bear was knowing at the end of the day how painful it was for my heart to have God because having him meant carrying too much understanding and forgiveness.....There will come a point when your soul will be too weary to bear it.

How can I not listen to my inner voice telling me to forgive you even though it knows you will break it again?

We traded quiet days when no one loved us, with a tumultuous day, hoping that someone would do so, and we were the righteous children of loss.

Somewhere in there he knew how to love.

Forgive your parents for not being able to love you the way you need it. Then forgive yourself for going out and looking for that love in all the wrong places.
There is levels to this healing shit.

My mind is bruised. From the relationships I had. From the friends I had.From the people I loved. From the thoughts I think. From bits of my individuality. From the me that I am. From my flaws and my scars. From my saneness. From everything I lived through and though it is shadowed most times to keep me from weeping a 100 years of sadness. It is sometimes naked showing me all its bruised pasts. I don't think it will but there may come a day where I will heal from what I don't know or talk about.
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I wish I had a new work for you but my dumb ass mind isn't being productive. New comers enjoy. Love y'all🖤

"I can't sleep without you. Noone has ever held me like you"

I think my soul longs for the time I didn't put label to my illness.