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I've loved deeply, and lost my mind, chasing his ghost, into the fog, of deeply, dark, distorted thoughts.
All alone, I softly cried, beside a psychopath, who's cold voice echo's, through my mind, calling, out from the distant past.
I am not that young girl, from twenty years ago, frightened to return home. Vindication, never arrived, and justice? I hadn't thought, of what that might feel like.
Perhaps, it's like flowers, softly blooming in spring, with all the truth, I breathed, into a modest, quiet home, beside her, the woman I know.
What should it feel like?
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divinefem333 · 8 months
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The Break Up GLOW UP👀
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kamariya · 2 years
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raindropsofhope92 · 2 years
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recomvery · 7 months
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One of the most dangerous things in the world is not being able to say no to people because you don't want to upset them or dissapoint them. This will completely ruin your life in every way possible, at work, in your private life, your sex life and your friendships. It's a way of removing your own consent in your own decisions and go against your wishes, it is always a crime against yourself. Let yourself have a say. Upsetting people is better than traumatizing yourself.
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(via Letting Go of Victimhood Identity)
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indepthstore · 14 days
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https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/160129628?asc=u
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ladybugg1235 · 27 days
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heartilluminations · 1 month
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lunarr-stuff · 4 months
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The truth is I gave up, on recovery at every turn, despite all logic, knowledge, I craved for it to let me go. remembering nothing I desired.
It left me unable to describe, the pain and torture I was in, unceasing agony, so unrelenting, that if anyone drags me back, I am pulled in many directions.
but no matter how much you beg, or hold my fragile heart captive, pushed to the edge, I refuse to, dive with you back into a space.
that destroyed my faith, walked me, through a colorful palette of pain, and profound feelings, then left me, abandoned, in a tragic, altered sadness.
7 years of recovery - C-PTSD
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divinefem333 · 10 months
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mamatayto · 4 months
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Truth~♡ 💯
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recomvery · 7 months
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It's ok to want money. It's ok to be upset that you're poor and wishing to be rich. I understand. People who say that money doesn't buy happiness have never eaten pasta every day because it's 50 cents at the grocery store or been short on money for christmas presents. Constantly scraping by makes people miserable and depressed and of course you're gonna dream about money, about being happy and priviledged. That's not greedy or horrible, that's life. It's ok.
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sunbon · 5 months
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Yes it is and so it’s yours
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