✨🧡🌙SEND THIS TO TEN OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨🧡
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I still feel so early in my transition but I’m finally just starting to look how I picture myself in my head :)
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there's something so heartbreaking about watching all the girls i grew up with grow up to be pretty and successful and well liked and. meanwhile i am collecting evidence for an autism and adhd diagnosis, have two active followers on my writer accounts, and feel physically unwell when i see my face or body in so much as a mirror
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It’s that time of the year.
That time of the year where the leaves turn brown, yellow, and red, and my mind turns black. The time where I wish I had someone I could go to. Someone who would take me into their arms and cuddle me from the moment the sun goes down to the moment until the sun goes up again. Someone who would do their work next to me on the same couch while I read, snuggled up in the corner with my favourite book. Someone I could sit next to in silence. A comfortable silence. Someone who would randomly call be pretty. Call me beautiful. Someone who would actually mean it. Someone who would love me.
But I don’t have that. I don’t have any of that. And that is daunting. It truly is. As much as I tried to talk myself into thinking “it’s okay, not everyone has that someone. It’s totally fine.” It’s not. Not for me at least. Because I’ve never had that. Never have I had someone I could just go to, that would cuddle me or work next to me while I read. There are people I can sit next to in silence - of course, there are. But none of them love me like that. None of them would randomly call me pretty in the way that I wanted them to.
What I have this season is my winter depression and my friends.
Is that enough for me? No. Should it be? Absolutely. But sadly, it’s not.
I don’t know how I’ll get through these few months, but I’ll have to, right? Just like I’ve been doing these past almost 21 years of my life.
Will I ever have that someone? I don’t know. I’m dreaming about it. I’m hoping for it. And God knows, if I believed in him, I’d pray for it.
But for now, that’s all I can do.
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HIATUS INCOMING -- So, for those who are not aware, I've been spending the last six months with Mal in the states. However, my time is coming to a close and I have to go home in a handful of weeks. Between that, waning muse, and my usual bouts of seasonal depression, I just don't have a lot of will to be here right now. I will be back !! But probably after I get settled back at home.
In the meantime, I'm still seeing messages / tags over here, but I'm going to be super low activity. You can still find me over on @calledkore, where my muse seems to be focused right now. Just gotta do what I can for self care. Love y'all. ❤
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opinion anon here! don't worry about it, take all the time you need! again i know it was a lot, it's fine if you are not in the headspace for answering, thank you either way ^^
sweet anon, i will definitely reply. i actually wrote half of the reply thursday night and then fell asleep …before I finished (and I was trying to stay up for an album release too!) And i fell asleep at 8:30pm last night 🤣 it's a good question! I think lots of people will appreciate.
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as i sit getting ready to go outside in the rain. i’m reminding myself of something. and i thought i would remind anyone else who reads this too.
it is raining, and i don’t feel great. mentally or emotionally. but im going to go outside in my rain jacket and my waterproof pants. and i’m going to breathe the fresh air. and even though listening to sad music would be more fitting. i also know that it would make me feel worse. and i don’t want that. i don’t want to feel bad. and me acknowledging these facts. is progress. and i am getting better. and it’s hard. but i’m doing. by going outside in the rain.
i love you.
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