Forgetting them takes time. It’s a process, an unlearning. It takes time — my god does it ever take time. When you love someone deeply, when you truly, and unapologetically love someone, they grow into the roots of you. You have to pull them out like weeds.
You have to shower them out of your hair. Slowly but surely, you need to scrub away their memory, peel them off of yourself like old skin. When they leave, you have to wash them from your sheets, dust their fingerprints from your favourite coffee mug, shake their scent out of your sweaters. Leave no trace of them behind.
You have to come to terms with the fact that you let them leave with so many pieces of you. You have to forgive yourself for loving yourself thin, for forgetting about the things you wanted to do because you were so busy trying to save someone who didn’t want to be saved.
And then — then you have to build yourself up again. You have to take whatever you have left within yourself, and you have to work with it, you have to rise from it.
See, you have to pay attention to yourself again. You have to pay attention to what stirs your heart. You have to pay attention to the things that make you laugh, the things that make you smile. Really focus on figuring out what compels you, really focus on discovering the aspects of the world that interest you and challenge you and make you want to learn and grow.
You spent so much of your time simply focusing on what someone else wanted from you. You spent so much of your energy being exactly who they needed, and now it is time to figure out exactly what you need, exactly what you want. It’s time to pay attention the the call of your own heart, it’s time to nurture yourself. To say yes to yourself, to give yourself permission to be happy, to give yourself permission to dream out loud.
It’s time — time to realize the potential you always silenced in their presence. Time to survive without them. Time to fall back in love with yourself.
Happy birthday to the sweetest, fiercest, unicorn loving-four year old I have ever met. ❤️🦄✨ #jessamynsflowers
Ps. She was actually born at like 5am tomorrow morning but after laboring all night with her once .... I’m not getting up that early tomorrow to post 😂😜🙌🏻
Pps. Swipe to see the cake 😘
St. Andrew's has always been dedicated to serving the homeless community of the South Bay. This Sunday, we invite you to take part in this legacy.
Join us for worship at 10AM, hear about the work of our missionaries from around the world, and rub shoulders with those less fortunate at our Thanksgiving Lunch following the service.
“Welcome Home" isn't simply one of our slogans. It's a reality. Everyone is invited into God's house. Everyone belongs.
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2121 hours ago
Can’t complain about days like this in November! Also not a bad view from my office 😜
Indeed, the road to Mount Rinjani is too many beautiful scenery, and at that time I took the time to pause to capture some of the sights that I thought were beautiful photos, because from there I could see how the scenery below.//🌎 kakikunungrinjani
Munggah nganti ngeden,nggereng,gigisiji🔥
2121 hours ago
: Parked in front of a cute lil’ vintage beetle today. It was a good day. 🍂
If yesterday was any indication of how year 30 will be, I think I’m gonna be just fine. I am so happy to have shared my day with such amazing friends and to have received so much love from all over. I’m proud and thankful to know every single person who reached out and even if you didn’t, I still love you because let’s be real, I forget all the time. Cheers to being 30. Cheers to still figuring it out. And cheers to giving myself patience in doing so. 🖤🖤🖤
18121 hours ago
“The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” —Sylvia Plath
13221 hours ago
Karna adanya Tiang listrik foto ini menjadi lebih real. Coba bayangin kalo gak ada? Atau gak lu nonton season 1 dan season 2 aja dulu.
Klik link di bio yah...