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The older you get, the more you choose calmness over drama and distance over disrespect. You prioritize your peace, mental health, and happiness - over everything.

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You deserve a healthy love with someone who hears you, sees you, understands you, appreciates you, supports you, and loves you. Someone who is patient, communicates clearly, and creates a calm safe space to heal, grow, and bloom together. A love you don't have to heal from.

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“I don’t chase people anymore. I learned that I’m here, and I’m important. I’m not going to run after people to prove that I matter.”

— Unknown

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Suzanne Scanlon, from "Committed: On Meaning and Madwomen," published in 2024

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Margaret Atwood, “The Blind Assassin.”

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Made to love, but not to be loved; made to understand, but not to be understood; always the poet, never the poetry.

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“but we joke and laugh otherwise we would start screaming.”

— Charles Bukowski

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Staying in a relationship just because you love someone is not worth it. love is not all you need. Respect is what you need. Time is what you need. Reassurance is what you need. Happiness is what you need. A bestfriend is what you need.

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You hate yourself so loudly. You hate yourself at the top of your lungs. Your loathing for yourself permeates your speech. “Sorry I’m just rambling.” “Don’t worry about it.” “Just ignore me.” “Sorry if I’m annoying you.” “Sorry I don’t make sense.” “Sorry about that.” Sorry, sorry, sorry. You act as if you have to beat everyone else to the punch. As if the punching bag is you. If you hate yourself first, if you hate yourself loudest, then nobody will hurt you. You clapped your hands over your ears and shut your eyes and balled yourself up so that you’d never have to experience people’s loathing for you. And it meant you never heard their love. You drowned it out. You screamed your hatred over it. And you never got to hear it. 

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I don’t know what’s wrong with me. The way I feel and think feels terrible underneath my skin. I can’t think that things are good in this world, but at the same time I do. I feel so alone with my thoughts, that no one could ever understand the way I am or what I think. I feel like a burden in this world that is always gonna be alone with their thoughts. Maybe I’m not meant to be to feel so much and get emotional about every little word someone says. Maybe feelings aren’t meant to be something for me. I feel so lonely in this world...

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I gave away all the parts of me. And now, I’m learning to heal from the empty spaces left behind.

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Love like there’s no tomorrow, and if tomorrow comes, love again.

— Max Lucado

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The finest souls are those who gulped pain and avoided making others taste it.

— Nizariat

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But I wasn't the one who started the fire, This time; You've been simmering away since you were an innocent child. You burned through women, And sifted the ashes for blame. All the while, Unable to cauterize the wound that led you to, Commit the crimes, And the same mistakes.

Part 5/8 - Antigonie M. Woods | @anti-the-poet

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Maybe it's true that people get bored of you when you show them too much love