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Those years weren’t lost. They simply weren’t the way I’d planned them.

Kurt Vonnegut, from a letter to his daughter (via theclassicsreader)

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I’ll make it, I always do

Six Words to Say It All (via vibeandwrite)

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“You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips. Airplanes and passports and new songs and old songs, but people more than anything else. You will need other people and you will need to be that other person to someone else, a living breathing screaming invitation to believe better things.”

Jamie Tworkowski (via twloha)

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October arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. Madam Pomfrey, the nurse, was kept busy by a sudden spate of colds among the staff and students. Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagrid’s pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds.

J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (via thisnewson)

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God knows all about that thing you did that still makes you cringe. He knows all about the reasons behind your clenched fists. He sees the stories behind your guarded heart. And He still wants you. Every day. Every hour. Every minute. Every second. God still wants you. He still loves you.

It’s time to come home.

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Psalm 23 (NIV)

The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing. He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters, He refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake. Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

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People are lonely because they build walls rather than bridges.

I. F. Newton (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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As I look back on my life, I realize that every time I thought I was being rejected from something good, I was actually being re-directed to something better.

Steve Maraboli (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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You must make a firm decision that you’re going to move forward, no matter how hard it gets. It won’t always happen naturally or automatically. Sometimes you will have to rise up and say, “This is hard. I don’t know where to go next, but I do know that I am not going to let this get the best of me. I’m not going to give up. I’m going to keep moving forward, little by little, day by day.“ Yes, recovery is tough, but you are much tougher. Find the strength to get back up. Find the courage to keep going and find the compassion to be patient with yourself and the process!

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A tomb now suffices for him for whom the world was not enough.

epitaph on Alexander the Great’s tomb (via historical-nonfiction)

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I am not going to pretend like I have figured out all the nuances of how to keep people hopeful and alive. There is no perfect script. But your dreams of your son’s wide smiles are enough. Your confused tears and tight hugs to hold your friend together are enough. Your awkward and fear-laced questions to your father are enough. Your love notes in lunch boxes, your voicemails sung to “The Simpsons” theme song, your scrapbooks that look like ransom note collages reading “I will do anything to get my friend back” are enough. Your 2am rescue missions to local bars, your favorite baby animal pictures, your touchdown dances, your off-key hymns, and your dog-eared pages of your favorite book are all enough. Your own stories of darkness and the role your loved ones played, your admissions of insecurity and confusion, your recounting of your journey to counseling, your reliving of the lessons you learned in relapse, your black-and-white memories turning into collaborative paint-by-numbers are all enough. And since they are enough, they should be shared and given as frequent and generous reminders that you were never expected to go through any part of life alone.

Chad Moses, “You Are Enough, Too” (via twloha)

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