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You don’t teach your children not to hit people by hitting them.
You don’t teach your children not to scream by screaming at them.
You don’t teach your children to be respectful by disrespecting them.
You don’t teach your children how to do anything by subjecting them to physical, emotional, or verbal abuse as a form of discipline.
The type of parents you have makes all the difference and when someone has good and secure parents and comes from a loving and safe home it eliminates them having to suffer from trauma built up in a place that’s meant to be safe for them and inflicting that same pain on others. I hope that this generation grows up to be better parents and heals from the things our parents have done to them.
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Re-parenting yourself is like: I will hold you because no one ever did. I will show you tenderness because all you ever knew was hardship. I will protect you when everyone else left you to fend for yourself. I know it’s not fair what happened to you. But I am here for you now.
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It's okay to miss the childhood you never got to have.
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I found love and friendship in one person.
-takethisride
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i like you and i dont want you to date anyone else but i also dont want to date you :/
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I eat romantic shit up. If I were asked to just sit on a roof and look at the stars id probably internally combust
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"Bez życia pozostaje nicość, a bez ciebie pozostaję bez życia."
~papierowychlopak
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Po co nam to było? Ta cała miłość.... Dzisiaj wlewam w siebie cały ten alkohol, bo tak ciężko mi przyznać, że tęsknie za tobą.
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Czuję się żałośnie gdy mam mówić o tym co czuje...
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Wydawało mi się, że jesteś w stanie się zmienić, że ja jestem w stanie cię zmienić. Ale ludzie się nie zmieniają. Wydawało mi się, że to, co do ciebie czuję, wystarczy, żeby coś zbudować razem. Ale to będzie takie szarpanie dwa kroki w przód, krok w tył, trzy do tyłu, dwa do przodu. Nie mam na to siły. Myślałam, że mam, ale niestety nie.
Piotr C. powieść - “Pokolenie Ikea Kobiety”
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