ok universe, iāmĀ ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.
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every mother whoās critiqued her daughterās appearance based on ~what men do or do not like~ owes that child an apology
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Those āfriendsā that
Send you a Snap about how they cried and feel silly.
I respond with the natural, do you need me to call you, how can I help response.
They brush me off saying they have to go.
I say that I hope theyāll be okay but low key worry like a mother hen for the duration of the day.
Later, about 10pm they send me a video asking if anyone is awake for chats, they need someone.
I realise this snap has been sent to more than one person.
I see this snap nearly an hour later because Iāve been traveling or not been connected to WiFi for the video to load.
I reply as soon as I watch it, letting them know, Hey! Iām here! What can I do?
The reply is simple.
Iām okay sorry for bothering you.
I tell them they arenāt doing that and explain why I took a while to reply. I ask again, whatās up?
Iām okay honestly. -They reply.
My first thought is bullshit. So I reply, calling them out on the fact that they were crying in that snap and looked upset.
They donāt replyā¦
THIS IS NOT OKAY FOLKS!
I understand, sometimes you donāt want to talk about shit, but it isnāt fair to make your friends worry like this.
And the thing is, I know when I see them tomorrow at work/school/college or whatever, theyāll be fine, happy and joking as usual.
But Iāll be sitting there wondering what upset them, and why they wonāt talk to me about it.
Friends are there for each other.
They are. Itās the base of friendship.
But donāt play these attention seeking mind games of luring me in with the tears and woe is me business ( because it works every time and I know this).
It hurts me.
It pains me.
It ruins us.
Because slowly I get tired of that sense of uselessness.
I get fed up of feeling like you donāt trust me.
I get tired of giving you the best advice I can only for you to go do what you do anyway and return for the same advice again.
I get sick of feeling like a bad friend.
Because I love my friends deeply, right to my core and I give them a bit of my heart. I want them to laugh, have fun and succeed in life.
I want to share their good days and bad days with them.
But I donāt want to always feel like I canāt help. I donāt like feeling like youāre just playing attention games with me.
Because Iām just as human and flawed as you are.
And sometimes I feel like saying āNoā and being selfish and putting ME first.
And right now as I rant about this on my dash because I know youāre not on Tumblr, I feel guilty, I feel like a bitch.
And I shouldnāt have to feel like that.
So tomorrow Iāll see you and Iāll say good morning. I wonāt ask how you are or try to get you to talk to me. If you come to me Iāll lend you my ear.
I wonāt tell you that this weekend was really tough, that I had to go to a funeral, that the sad thoughts and self-criticism got too much this weekend and I cried a lot. I wonāt tell you that a member of my family belittled me again about my choice of career and I feel shit. I wonāt tell you that I binge ate a load of chocolate in a fit of emotional eating and berated myself afterwards because Iām never going to lose weight that way.
Instead Iāll say good morning, Iāll get a cup of tea, Iāll smile and start my week off of fresh and do my best.
And Iāll still be your friend and try to help where I can.
Can you say the same?
You never know whatās going on with people, so just try to be kind and above all just be honest. Sometimes thatās all people need.
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You ever just dramatically flop backwards onto your bed and feel like the teenage protagonist of a Wattpad novel
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Another painting for today, a muted seascape.Ā
Thanks for looking c:Ā
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