realthoughts24

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Beautiful little Poem by Nikita Gill.

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The moods wash through me like a wave washes over the tide on a windy day. Sad, worried, sad, stressed,irritated, angry. They rush in quick, getting stronger until it crashes into a ripple of water and bubbles. Dissipating before anything can truly be felt.

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A job is a job. I’ll say it again. A job is a job. Working shift work at a factory is a job, working part time at a fast food chain is a job, working at a grocery store is a job. Starting your own small business is a job, lawn care is a job, cleaning/sanitation is a job. I don’t care what anyone says. If you have somewhere you go to make some cash, regardless of the circumstances you have a job.

It’s hard to find work out there these days and I give credit to anyone who is even trying to find a job at this point. Don’t belittle people for doing something to make some money. A job is a job.

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I’ll love you on your worst days and I’ll love you on your best days. I’ll love you fully and I’ll love you hard. I’ll love you wildly and I’ll love you tenderly.

I’ll wrap my arms around you and tell you it’s going to be okay. Even if in that moment I know nothing seems okay. I’ll wrap my arms around you and tell you I got you.

I’ll love you with my words, my actions and my tones. I’ll love you today, tomorrow and as long as you’ll let me. I’ll love you always.

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You can work for a company that is very well known and makes lots of money. This company will most likely give you the least amount they have to. They will pay you the bare minimum, make you do more work than you are responsible for. They will complain when you fall behind but won’t let you work over 40 hours a week. They will write you up for not taking your lunch break but will reprimand you if you take a lunch but it puts you behind for the day.

You can work for a company known in only two countries. They don’t make millions but they make enough to keep putting back into their business. They won’t complain when you’re falling behind, instead, they will explain that it’s because the other departments are over producing. They will pay you for all breaks, and you get them every 2 hours no matter what. They will let you work more than 40 hours a week as long as you feel fit to do so. They will give you overtime pay for working more than your 40 hours. Even when it’s because a meeting ran way longer than intended. They will pay you for taking days off for significant life events like a wedding or bereavement.

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I may be Canadian but I’m still scared. I’m scared for those who have to risk their lives just to be themselves. I’m scared for the parents who just want to love their child for who they are but have been given an ultimatum. I’m scared for those that have to use the bathroom that doesn’t suit them. The one that causes them pain. I’m scared for the teachers who can’t provide a safe space anymore. I’m scared for everyone who has ever loved a trans person. I’m scared for every trans identifying person. I’m scared for the people who aren’t quite sure. I may be Canadian but I’ll stand behind anyone that’s being told they can’t be who they are.

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Someone once told me that we don’t deserve the beauty of this world. I’d never heard that before. There’s truth in it. Take a sunset for example. There’s so much beauty in a sunset and the chances you’ll see the same one twice is slim. How many people drive through a sunset every day and don’t take the time to ever consider how pretty it is. How breathtakingly beautiful it can be. How many people don’t take a moment to appreciate the beauty in the earth. If we can’t take a moment to appreciate something so beautiful then I think they may be right. We don’t deserve the beauty of this world.

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Enjoy it. Simply enjoy it. Let that smile form from cheek to cheek.

Feel it. Truly feel it. Let the feeling take over. Let the tears fall.

Love it. Fully love it. Let yourself give all of the love it feels.

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In just a few days it’ll be a new year. That means another 365 days of our lives have passed by. In just a few days it’ll be a new year. We will see many “new year, new me posts”.

But this year I encourage you not to get lost in becoming a new version of you. Instead I challenge you to become the version of you that’s better than last year’s version of you.

This year, you don’t have to make a drastic change. This year if you simply find one thing or a few little realistic things to work on you will find yourself more satisfied at the end of the year.

Instead of forcing yourself to go to the gym every single day, challenge yourself to do 60 minutes of physical activity on the days you have a little more to give.

Instead of changing your diet and losing out on sugar and carbs completely, or wasting hours counting calories try adding more vegetables or even adjusting your recipes to have a little more protein and veggies than carbs.

You don’t have to lose 50 pounds or save $100,000, you just need to set healthy boundaries for yourself. Do everything one step at a time. You can do so much but you can’t do it all at once.

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Everyone is quick to tell you that when you have kids they’re doing to grow up too fast and you need to cherish every moment you can.

They don’t prepare you for growing up and watching your parents get older and your grandparents get older.

They don’t prepare you to have to start discussing things you might want when they die. In fact I don’t want it to be about that. All I want is time with my family without having to think about them dying.

The memories we make and the times we have together are worth so much more than any item they could ever give me.

I know is an inevitable part of life but instead of focusing on what’s going to happen when they are no longer here why can’t we just enjoy the time we have while they are still here. Because one day you’re not going to get to sit and talk about how much life has changed or how silly we were when we were kids. We aren’t going to be able to hear our Gram sing us happy birthday every year no matter how old we are turning. One day you won’t be able to hug them. One day it will all be gone and all that’s is going to be left is the memories you have together.

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I’ve spent a lot of my life wondering why out of nowhere I get a random burst of anger. But I think I’ve come to the realization that I overstimulate and minimize the situation. For example, at my job one part of it is trying to do 4 different things at once but partway through one thing I see the other thing is about to need to be done so I go and do that and then I fall behind in everything and get so mad at myself for not being able to keep it going, when in reality if I could just be a little more patient with myself I think I’d be okay.

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This place is a hell hole and if I don’t find an exit soon, I might not make it out alive.

This place is a haunted house and everyday is a constant panic attack.

This place is a deep abyss and every time I fight the current it finds a way to pull me back down.

- A poem about work.

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You were a song and I had heard you before. 

But it was in the background barely audible.

I heard you a few more times but still couldn't quite hear what you were about.

Then finally you walked closer and you played again and I heard everything you had to say.

You became the song I played on repeat,

You became the song I fell in love with.

You were a song and just like every song, the songs meaning fades and I lost interest.

You became the song I didn't want to listen to anymore,

You became the song that I cried to not the one I fell in love too.

You were a song and I was just a listener that grew sick of listening to the same song over again.

You were a song and you still are but now you are a song I never want to hear again.

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Tonight my mom asked me what was wrong, she must have seen it in my eyes or maybe the way I wasn’t standing as tall as normal.

Tonight my mom asked me what was wrong and I didn’t even bat an eye as she pulled me into a hug and I said I’m just so tired. I’m mentally drained.

Tonight my mom asked me what was wrong and I didn’t know I needed that until I told her the truth. I’ve never answered that question with anything but “nothing’s wrong.”

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I’m so fucked.

I’m so lost.

What am I doing?

Why do I feel so lonely?

I’m so drunk.

I’m so stoned.

Where am I going?

When will I go numb?

I’m so done.

I’m so done.

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Will you still love me on the darkest of days? The ones where I don’t even want you to love me.

Will you still stay on the emotional days? The ones where I have so many emotions I couldn’t even begin to tell you what would help.

Will you still want me on the flashback days? The ones where no matter how much you tell me you love me, I’ll find something to convince myself you’re gonna leave like the rest.

I know you will. I know you will always love me. I know you’ll always stay. And I know that no matter what you’ll always want me around. But Somedays my brain is a scary place.

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Sometimes cluttering is love.

I am so sick of everyone constantly wanting a minimalistic home where you should throw out all that is of "no use".

What about the fact that I loved it once. Those things that are of no use anymore used to be my whole universe. It still is, in another universe. Is this the world we live in? Throwing away after it's "useless". No wonder so many hearts stay broken forever. It's because you don't know how to love.

Start with the clutter in your house. Love it again. Remove those handwritten notebook of yours when you were in third grade. See the mistakes, marks and watch yourself still love it all. Those forgotten games on the top of your cupboard, the barbie house, the collection of pencil boxes. They aren't just your past, they are your present and future. Because loving your past existence is still loving yourself today.

my parents never threw it away; they must love me quiet a bit :)