#This story has been crucial for my own healing journey

[thatonebirdwrites]

IT IS DONE. FINALLY. Also, this chapter is very long and took forever to edit. And I had to rewrite the ending at one point. I just wasn't mentally present for parts of the last few weeks.

EXCERPT:

Pain ricochets through Kara-Z from the residue of Kryptonite poisoning. She’s not used to physical pain. Since falling to Earth in her pod, her cells soak up the sunlight and transforms her into a being impervious to most wounds and physical ailments. Using up those reserves or Kryptonite serve as gateways into the truth of human experience. An experience she has almost forgotten, her Krypton memories carefully folded and filed away.

Jeremiah Danvers, before he offered himself to save her, used to work with old cameras as a hobby. Usually Alex would join him, and a few times he took Kara into the darkroom. The walls and windows were covered in black blankets, impervious to sunlight, the only light red lamps, all to minimize exposure. Exposure could ruin an image.

Sometimes she pictures her Krypton memories like those photos, where exposure to real life could ruin the images, bleed away the color and details into a de-saturated mess of white, grey, and black.

As she makes her way out of Lena’s apartment building, her physical pain jabs like spikes, but her spirit feels like greyscale. Linda simmers at the edge of her sense of self, but Kara-D hides in the soup of grey that fogs her mind. Neither can reach her consciousness as the pain acts as an impervious barrier; she feels sadly alone.

More time under the sun-lamp likely will have diminished the pain further, but she doesn’t have time to wait.

Shadows loom along the edges of the street-lights. A few cars pass slowly on the street, but otherwise, no one is around. With her superhearing distorted by the poison, she hears faintly the rustling of night creatures, mostly near garbage bins, but beyond that, the sound is electric hums, car engines, creaking signs, and her footsteps against concrete.

Where will Lena’s alter go?

Only one other Luthor still lives, one who helped Lex in the past. Will Lena’s alter target Lillian?

It makes the most sense if the alter is trying to end all threats to themself. But Lillian is currently in a federal prison on the East Coast, which means the only way to reach it is to fly.

So the airport.

Since flying herself there is out of the question, Kara-Z digs through her pockets until she finds her wallet and phone. She hunts for a particular app installed by Lena.

Not long after they first met, Lena plucks Kara’s phone from her hands. “Someday you’ll thank me for this.” Her fingers dance across the screen. “Sam showed me it, and I use it sometimes myself. This way if you miss the bus, you can still reach your destination on time.” She grins as she hands the phone back, a new taxi app installed.

“Ah,” Kara isn’t sure what to think. She’s never really needed such things, but for human appearances it might be helpful. “How do you know if it’s good?”

“It’s the best one. Believe me, Sam dragged me into her experiments to find the best of the best.” Lena rolls her eyes. “She loves to test apps and drag me, Ruby, or Jack into it.”

That had happened before the nanite disaster. Before Jack became comatose.

Irony perhaps that Lena proves herself correct as always. Kara does have need of the app. As she limps, she drops a pick-up for a taxi at the next building over. This gives her some time to gather the frayed edges of her energy and weave them into a relentless determination.

By the time she reaches it, the taxi has pulled up to the curb. Nice.

“Hello. Where to? Can take you anywhere within city limits.” the driver rolls their vowels and overemphasizes nasal consonants. An accent Kara doesn’t recognize.

“National City Airport. Be quick.” She settles into the backseat and shuts the door. The green veins on her skin are less pronounced, but she tugs her sleeves down over her hands and wraps one of Lena’s scarves tighter around her neck. It smells faintly of Lena’s favorite perfume — a Jasmine and lavender blend.

[fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic]

Good Omens Fic Rec: Free

Anthony J Crowley's been living rough since he was kicked out by his parents as a kid. Somehow he's made it to the age of 40 and he's still alive, but if you asked him, he's not really sure how the hell he's managed it. It's not been pretty. Alistair Zachariah (Az) Fell runs a bookshop, but is still under the strict yoke of his parents: their eternal disappointment. 40 years old and he's desperately unhappy and hit crisis point. They meet (again?) as inpatients in an acute mental health ward. They have nothing in common. Obviously. How could they? They're practically opposites. So why are they so drawn to one another?

Length: 175,846 Words

AO3 Rating: Explicit/ Spice Level 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Best for: At Home, Angst, Human AU, Hurt/Comfort

Triggers: Severe Mental Health Issues including: Suicide, Self Harm, Disordered Eating, Drug Use, Sexual Assault (Past),  Involuntary Hospital Admittance, and more. Please read all author notes

Read it here, fic by imposterssyndrome

*Minor Spoilers* To get the disclaimers out of the way, please check the tags and warnings for this story. It will not be the right fic for everyone. If you're sensitive to triggering content or can't engage with these topics healthily, it's best to skip this one. Take the warnings and author's notes seriously, they are there for your protection. But if you can handle this kind of content, let me tell you why this story is worth your time.

This is a story about two broken souls finding each other at their lowest points. It's a painful, brutal, and frustrating journey of healing, but we will get our happy ending. Crowley (later renamed Jae) and Az meet as patients in a mental health ward. Crowley has had a rough life since childhood and struggles with severe mental health issues. Az has just survived an attempt on his life. We follow them through their time in the ward, highlighting how difficult recovery can be in our society. Neither receives the support they truly need. Eventually, they fall in love, and we witness their many ups and downs as a couple. Their actions and choices will push, frustrate, and devastate you. But that's the point. Mental health is neither easy nor kind, and it can be cruel and desperate. Both characters need to heal themselves before they can heal their relationship.

What makes me so passionate about this story is that while reading it as a WIP, I kept thinking about the importance of media depicting serious mental illness for those who experience it, especially when written by someone who truly understands it. Representation matters for every group, and mental health struggles are no different. It's crucial to feel seen and understood, and people with "scary" behaviors deserve to feel represented too. It's so important to read a story like this, and not have the moral be "love conquers all". It doesn't. Love alone didn't save or "fix" Jae or Az, but that doesn't mean they aren't worthy of love. Once they put in the work, and start to heal on their own terms, then their relationship can flourish. It's beautiful and hopeful, to start at such a low point and be taken on this journey of freedom.

Again, be gentle with yourself, but if you can handle this content, I think this story has a message worth hearing. Sex scenes wise you'll be mostly fine in public, but this is truly an at home or in a safe space read. It can get in depth with some difficult topics, but it always handled them with grace. Breaks will be your friend! It's a long and heavy work, I don't want you to binge this one. I feel so fond of these specific iterations and I am so proud of them both for the journey they go on. My heart felt tied to them both throughout the weeks I had been following it and it's finale brought me to happy tears. Jae and Az will always have a special place in my heart.

To any of you that struggle with their mental health severely, and especially to my drug users and self harmers, I love you.

Read it here, fic by imposterssyndrome

[theegreenmuse]

⋆˚✿˖° 𝐂𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐎𝐟𝐟: 𝐀 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⋆˚✿˖°

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Family is often considered a source of love, support, and stability. However, when family dynamics are toxic, they can be detrimental to our mental and emotional well-being. Today, I want to share my experience of cutting ties with toxic family members on my mom’s side, where I found no cousins I could trust and no uncles or aunts I could count on.

☞ Recognizing the Toxicity

🍵 For a long time, I struggled with the idea that family should always come first, no matter what. However, the constant negativity, manipulation, and lack of support from my relatives on my mom’s side began to take a toll on me. It became clear that these relationships were more harmful than beneficial.

☞ Making the Difficult Decision

🍵 Deciding to cut ties with toxic family members was not easy. It involved a lot of self-reflection and the painful realization that some people, even family, do not have my best interests at heart. Here are some of the steps I took:

1. Acknowledging the Problem:

🍵 Recognizing that the relationships were toxic was the first step. This meant admitting to myself that these family members were causing more harm than good.

2. Setting Boundaries:

🍵 I started by setting clear boundaries. This involved limiting contact and not engaging in conversations or situations that would lead to stress or conflict.

3. Seeking Support:

🍵 I reached out to friends and other loved ones who supported my decision. Having a support system in place was crucial for my emotional well-being.

4. Prioritizing My Mental Health:

🍵 I focused on self-care and activities that brought me joy and peace. This included therapy, which helped me process my feelings and develop coping strategies.

5. Letting Go of Guilt:

🍵 One of the hardest parts was letting go of the guilt associated with cutting off family. I had to remind myself that my mental health and happiness were more important than maintaining toxic relationships.

Life After Cutting Ties

Since making the decision to cut off toxic family members, I have experienced a sense of relief and freedom. Here are some of the positive changes I’ve noticed:

1. Increased Peace:

🍵 Without the constant negativity and drama, I feel more at peace and able to focus on my own growth and happiness.

2. Stronger Relationships:

🍵 I have been able to strengthen relationships with people who genuinely care about me and support me unconditionally.

3. Personal Growth:

🍵 Letting go of toxic relationships has allowed me to invest more time in myself and my passions. I’ve grown emotionally and mentally stronger.

4. Healthy Boundaries:

🍵 I’ve learned to set healthy boundaries in all areas of my life, ensuring that I maintain relationships that are positive and supportive.

Moving Forward

🍵 Cutting off toxic family members is a deeply personal decision and not one that should be taken lightly. It’s important to prioritize your own well-being and surround yourself with people who uplift and support you. Remember, it’s okay to distance yourself from those who bring you down, even if they are family.

If you’re considering cutting ties with toxic family members, here are a few things to keep in mind:

- Trust Your Instincts: If a relationship feels harmful, trust your gut feeling.

- Seek Professional Help: A therapist can provide guidance and support through the process.

- Don’t Feel Obligated: You are not obligated to maintain relationships that are detrimental to your health.

- Focus on Healing: Invest time in activities and relationships that promote your well-being.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story. If you have similar experiences or thoughts you'd like to share, please feel free to leave a comment or reach out. Let’s support each other on this journey to healing and self-love. 🪷

- 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞

[gooddaddydom]

Confronting Abandonment: A Journey of Healing

Abandonment can leave a lasting impact on our lives, influencing how we view ourselves and our relationships. Sharing my story is a step toward healing, not just for me but for anyone who has felt the deep pain of being left behind.

My Story

My childhood was marked by a profound sense of isolation. My mother never showed me the care or love I desperately needed, and I grew up alone in a basement. It's something many people find surprising, especially considering the typical image of childhood. My schooling was limited, only attending from 1st through 5th grade, leaving gaps in my education and social experiences.

The pain didn't end with my mother. My father never claimed me, a rejection that cut deeply. These early experiences of abandonment left me grappling with feelings of worthlessness and a fear of being left behind. These issues have followed me into adulthood, casting a shadow over my relationships and self-perception. My sons mother stole him and disappeared for 6 months while I was gone at work.

Finding Ways to Heal

Writing this blog is part of my healing process. It's my way of reaching out, not just to share my pain but to connect with others who might feel the same way. It's important to acknowledge our pain and understand that feeling vulnerable is okay.

For me, talking to a therapist has been invaluable. It's a safe space where I can explore my feelings and understand how my past affects my present. Friends and loved ones have also been a crucial part of my support system, offering a sense of belonging that was missing in my early years.

Engaging in activities that bring joy and relaxation, like calligraphy and painting, has helped rebuild my self-esteem. These hobbies remind me of my worth beyond the pain of abandonment.

When a Relationship Ends

When a romantic relationship ends, especially if your partner leaves, it can feel like reliving past abandonment. The pain can be overwhelming, but it's important to allow yourself to grieve. It's okay to feel sad, angry, or hurt. These emotions are part of the healing process.

Reflecting on the relationship can provide insight into what worked and what didn't. This reflection isn't about blaming yourself but understanding your needs and patterns.

During these times, staying connected with friends and loved ones is crucial. They can offer comfort and perspective, helping you navigate through the pain.

Moving Forward

Dealing with abandonment issues is a lifelong journey. It requires patience and self-compassion. By sharing our stories and supporting each other, we can find strength in our shared experiences. Writing this blog is a step toward healing, and I hope it encourages others to confront their own pain and seek the support they need.

Remember, you are not alone. We all carry scars from our past, but by reaching out and connecting with others, we can begin to heal and move forward together.

[lurkingshan]

8 and 17

May/December

I had a long chat with @bengiyo and @twig-tea about this trope last night and what actually counts for it. It's age gap, but not just any age gap. M/D requires that the pair be in different seasons of life (thus the name). There is no strict age cutoff or specific amount of years that needs to be between them; what matters more is the story has to be rooted in their different stages of life and how they work across that to find a way to connect. And I do have a favorite in this category...

HIStory 3: Make Our Days Count

Yes, the show many dare not speak of. It has always made me sad that the A story of this drama was so upsetting to people, because it meant the B story, and these two right here, got overlooked and under-discussed. When they meet at the gym, Bo Xiang is 16 and he acts like it--he's a sweet kid but he's very immature and impulsive and mercurial. Zhi Gang is in his late 20s, running his own small business, and recovering from a whole lot of heartbreak due to both former lovers and his homophobic family who has rejected him. He is broken and afraid to trust, and Bo Xiang is instantly smitten with him and pledges his undying devotion.

What I like about this age gap romance is the show takes it seriously. Zhi Gang is concerned about a teenager crushing on him and puts up boundaries, while at the same time he is drawn to Bo Xiang's warmth and unwavering support. Bo Xiang has all the passion and fervor of a kid who's never been burned and doesn't know to be afraid, and he sees so much good in Zhi Gang, which is a balm to Zhi Gang's wounds. They are very attracted to each other and once they give in to that attraction, the story turns to figuring out how a relationship between them could possibly work. Zhi Gang agrees to see Bo Xiang but only under certain conditions, demanding that he focus on his studies and his work and not get wrapped up in their relationship. And we see that against all odds, they actually make a great pair, with Zhi Gang inspiring Bo Xiang to mature and take his life more seriously, and Bo Xiang giving Zhi Gang the comfort and stability he needs to heal. The series brings them back years later in HIStory 4 to show us they are still going steady and now getting married, and it was completely believable to me that they would be. These two work.

Ugly Duckling

Let's talk about this trope too, because I've chatted with a few friends who were not entirely sure what it meant. UD is a trope centered on a character who feels unlovable, often in part but not wholly because of some perceived deficit in their physical appearance, who finds love and through that love a path toward self-acceptance and confidence in themselves. That second part is crucial--it doesn't necessarily require a physical makeover, but the internal journey is deeply important to the trope. It's not just about characters who are "ugly" (there really aren't any ugly people in dramas, fam) but rather that journey to loving themselves that matters. I want to shout out one of my favorites in this category...

Blueming

Si Won grew up as a fat kid, and though he is thin now and quite clearly conventionally attractive, he doesn't feel that way on the inside. He carries a lot of trauma about the way he was made to feel ugly as a child by both his mother and the society he lived in. He is threatened by Da Un because he seems so effortless in the way he carries himself and in his easy confidence, and Si Won has never felt easy in his life. He resents him, and Da Un is at first puzzled by this, and then moved when he realizes the source of Si Won's insecurities. Their romance is healing for Si Won, in that it allows him to build some much needed confidence in himself (which is why the final act conflict between them was so smart IMO, because Da Un ended up undercutting that newfound confidence in a way he did not intend). By the end of this story Si Won has come to respect himself enough to demand what he needs from a partner, and to believe that he has something to offer in return. It's such a lovely story.

Send me a number and I’ll post the best and/or my fave show that uses that trope

[brownskinallure]

A Journey Toward Forgiveness

Recently, I came across a thought-provoking video that explored the notion of healing from betrayal and dishonesty. According to the video, it can take a staggering two years of consistent effort and change to truly recover and let go of the pain caused by being lied to. This revelation struck a chord with me, as I often find myself grappling with the complexities of forgiveness in my own life. In a world that seems to constantly challenge our capacity to trust, understanding the healing process is more crucial than ever.

In my journey toward healing, I’ve been diving into my faith, which includes watching the TV series "The Chosen." This series, centered around the life of Jesus and His disciples, has beautifully illustrated the theme of forgiveness throughout its narrative. Watching it has reminded me of the transformative power of forgiveness, not just for those we forgive, but for ourselves as well. Yet, I find that the deeper I explore this theme, the more tangled my own feelings become.

One particular dynamic that resonated with me was the relationship between Matthew and Peter. Their interactions have been a lens through which I see the complexities of forgiveness. Matthew, the tax collector, was ostracized by his people and viewed with disdain, while Peter, a devoted fisherman, had his own preconceived notions about who Matthew was. The tensions between them—stemming from betrayal and misunderstanding—mirror many of the conflicts we face in our daily lives. They each needed to forgive and reconcile with one another in order to move forward, which is often a difficult but necessary step in rebuilding trust.

As I consider my own experiences with betrayal, the struggle with forgiveness comes to the forefront. It’s not just about letting go of what happened but also about battling the emotions that linger long after the initial hurt has occurred. I have found that, like Matthew and Peter, I often hold onto judgments about others and myself, complicating my ability to forgive authentically.

Through my journey of faith and reflection, I’ve come to realize that forgiveness is less about the actions of others and more about the state of my own heart and mind. It’s a process—a continuous choice to release anger and resentment in favor of grace and understanding. This isn’t easy, especially when betrayal feels fresh or painfully relevant.

In watching "The Chosen," I’ve seen how Jesus continuously encourages His followers to embrace forgiveness, even when it feels impossible. His teachings challenge me to examine my own perception of forgiveness, to see it not only as a gift I give to others but as a balm for my own wounds. The weight of bitterness can be isolating, and letting go can feel like a mountain to climb.

As I embark on this path, I remind myself that healing is not linear. There are days when I feel strong and capable of letting go, and there are days when I struggle to forgive, feeling as though I’m right back where I started. The video emphasized that the journey may take time—up to two years— and that’s a sobering yet hopeful reminder. Healing takes patience, and each step toward forgiveness can bring greater clarity and ease.

For anyone else who finds themselves wrestling with the scars of betrayal and struggling with the concept of forgiveness, I encourage you to lean into the stories that inspire you. Whether it’s through the relatable characters in shows like "The Chosen" or other forms of media and personal reflection, allow their journeys to guide you.

As I continue to navigate my own path, I hope to find the grace to forgive—not just for the sake of others, but for the freedom it brings my own spirit. It’s a work in progress, but one worth undertaking. After all, forgiveness is not only a gift; it’s a journey toward healing, one small step at a time.

[serraic]

The Interview (2)

Today’s entrance to Garreg Mach is a stark contrast to Serra’s first time at the monastery. She could laugh, really, if she thought about herself a few years ago, all huddled up in fear and staring at her reflection in a little lake on her way in. Today? Today, she struts. Head held high, bag proudly over her shoulder, radiating confidence incarnate with each footfall and sway of her sweet, wavy pigtails. She’s dressed in her usual purple-and-whites, adorned scarcely but proudly with gold here-and-there, clink of decorative coins singing as she moves. She enters the impressive chapel, sun streaming through stained glass, casting rays of painted light on the floor in long lines. She folds her hands immediately, beaming — a prayer is immediately given to Saint Elimine, for allowing her a safe journey.

“Sister Serra? Is it really you?” The thin, reedy voice — that, crucially, waits until she has finished praying to call to her — belongs to one of the kindly old men who serves at the monastery. There’s a younger man with him, early 20s, perhaps, who goes pale and wide-eyed upon seeing Serra. 

“Father Meven!” she cries, dancing to his side. “It really is!” Triumphantly, and with a fair share of self-satisfaction, she declares to him and the room, “I’ve arrived!” 

Though the man with him stares incomprehensibly, Father Meven smiles, entirely genuine, something that reaches his soft blue eyes and makes him look many years younger than the wrinkles around his face declare he is. “Welcome back, Sister. We’ve severely missed your spirit here. Are you feeling better?”  

The memory of the illness that’d kept her bedridden for most of the last year flusters her, invites a tinge of red to her face, and a finger to prod at the edge of her waves. “D— don’t I look better, Father? The very picture of health, I’d say! And so would all my healers… I’ve recovered beautifully, wouldn’t you say? Hm?”

“Hah… it seems so.” His gentle face is relieved. “Does that mean you’re joining us again, Sister?” 

“But of course! Lord Oswin still wants reports on how Ostia’s marquess is doing!” (... Huh. It seems this time, she understands why she’s here, a little better than she had the last time… or maybe is more willing to admit it?) “And now that I’m better, nothing’s stopping me!” 

His polite expression remains. “But you’re so young still, Sister… are you sure you don’t want to join the school? I hear when you joined, you actually spend some time studying alongside your marquess….” 

Embarrassment again — Father Meven is great at prodding into weird subjects, isn’t he? Serra had indeed been a Blue Lion at one point. But so much of the work was relegated to reading, and having grown up in a shanty playing pretend as a chapel… well… the truth is, she barely knows how to read at all. She recognizes her own name, and a few other symbols… but it isn’t as if the shanty had books (they didn’t even have Saint Elimine’s Journeys, after all!) or resources to learn. Even if they did, imagine one of the nuns taking time out of their day to actually teach her! The thought is so funny, she could laugh aloud. 

“... It isn’t right to waste such talent, you know! I’m suuch a proficient Cleric… I’ve been healing for so many years, and I even assisted in many great battles, in the land where I come from! It wouldn’t be right not to share my gifts… It’s important, after all. You know the story of the eagle and the owl?” 

Father Meven’s serene face does not waver, does not flicker. “You’ve told it to me once or twice.”

See, a person’s healing skill directly correlates with their faith. The same is true in Elibe — faith in Saint Elimine and God gives you your abilities. And each belief system clearly works, as far as summoning healing abilities goes. But the existence of a until then unforetold god has long been a topic of discussion among scholars, philosophers, and holy people. There are heated debates on how multiple gods could coexist, and how each of the domains are spliced, and what it means for certain holy texts, and if one god is above another, and what creation stories are true or false, and how the same ability is passed between multiple gods, and— well, you get the picture. Father Meven is one of those that has chosen to believe that the Elibe God and the Fódlan Goddess are one in the same. Saint Elimine and Saint Seiros, then, were two prophets devoted to the same God(dess). He has thus been more than happy to learn pieces of Saint Elimine’s Journeys, in exchange for teaching Serra some of Saint Seiros’.  

“Well— I’m the eagle! Or….” Hm, she hadn’t thought about it. Is it cuter to be an owl? “Or maybe the owl. Either way, I’m one of them! I have to add my strength to the rest!” 

In a way, she’s stating that she’s here to support, which has always been true. In no way, though, does this diminish Serra’s wish to star in her own life. After all, both the eagle and the owl supported each other, and they both ended up in the title, right? It was the same with her and the warriors she helped heal. Maybe she wasn’t swinging a blade or holding a tome, but she was doing her own part, and doing it well enough that they could do theirs. Without either of them, the other couldn’t exist. She’s confident and content in that. 

The man next to Father Meven leans in for a moment, starts whispering animatedly to him. His eyes keep trailing over to Serra — then, glancing away quickly when he notices she’s looking at him. Ooh… does he have a crush? Naturally, of course, he must! (A small twinge of fear, somewhere in her chest, that she does her best to stomp out, remaining embers of a campfire that needs to be choked. Surely he’s not carrying on about— No, no. Her personality is just as much a boon as her excellent healing is! Everyone needs to be bold and confident! Everyone needs to be proud and steady! Yes, there’s no reason… he’s just nervous around her… because of her beauty… absolutely, yes!...) 

Whatever it is he’s said, Father Meven pulls away and answers with a gentle, “Nonsense. The Goddess has blessed us by returning one of our own… this is a cause for celebration.” 

An old, raisined hand falls to her shoulder. “Welcome back, dear Sister. The room you had before you left stands empty… would you like to reclaim it?” 

“The room I had before? Hmm… the view wasn’t too grand, in truth… and it was a little too small, for someone like me. … Hm? Why are you looking at me like that?” 

The second part of her sentence is not to Father Meven — whose smile is unphased — but to the man with him, who is now muttering, “Unbelievable….” 

“What was that? Speak up, if you have something to say! It’s not polite manners to mumble to yourself, you know…” 

“Pay him no mind,” Father Meven interrupts. 

“But, Father—” the man begins. 

“You are more accomplished of a healer now than when you came to us. Your room should match that. Let’s talk to Requisitions and see what’s available.” 

You know, for all the awkward prodding, Father Meven really is such a good soul. He must be right, that his Goddess and her God were the same, because Serra can see plainly that he’s been blessed with a beautiful spirit. Serra shoots him with her most hopeful, excitable smile. “Does that mean I’ve got the job back?” 

A soft chuckle rakes its way from his chest. “It was always yours, Sister.” 

“Oooh! Father Meven!...” The joy that explodes in her chest is uncontainable — and without a second thought, Serra finds herself throwing her arms around him, causing him to stumble back. The gentle laugh that follows, at least, alerts her that she hasn’t thrown him too far off balance. “Thank you! You really are—… you really have been—...” … Ah, drats. She can’t say it. “... Saint Elimine bless you!” 

“Saint Seiros bless you, my child.” His voice is warm, as soft as their embrace. “Come, now. Let’s go find somewhere for you to stay.” 

Whatever he was doing in the cathedral this morning, he abandons. Serra helping steady him on one side, his cane on the other, the two of them depart. Left behind is only the man that had accompanied Father Meven before, who now holds the thrubile in his hands loosely, and openly gapes, wide-eyed, at them as they go. 

[writ-in-violant]

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ok this one is going to take a while bc i gotta actually finish Blake's journey through Nemesis first and even then I may make a crucial choice that renders the entire story non-canon.

Bc I had the last big choice of Nemesis spoiled for me (deliberately. i don't mind spoilers) i am going to put it under a cut tho for those who don't want it spoiled

Ok so current plans are Blake bringing back his lover Liam with the requisite memory loss so my idea is, telling the story of Blake's run through Nemesis from the framing device of Liam, afterwards, trying to piece together the story of the apparent stranger who brought him back from the dead and then just vanished.

Blake has decided that Liam should get to have a new life all his own without contact with all the dangers that Blake would bring into his life and is trying to keep his distance. Liam Has Some Issues With This Approach.

Anyway, the idea is a romance in the form of uncovering the romance that you used to have and falling back in love with someone through learning about them via the story of how much they loved you. And also the idea is forcing Blake to accept that he deserves love. Liam O'Connell bullied this spy into accepting being loved and loving someone once and he is going to do it again without even knowing how he did it the first time.

Anyway there's always the chance that I flip the other way and Liam doesn't come back at all (which doesn't feel like the good option for Blake, to me. So much so far has been him fighting between the brutal training he had as a spy versus the warmer, kinder impulses that he usually squashed but Liam, a doctor, helped bring out in him. I think it feels better for Blake to choose to heal someone than harm them at the last. But we'll see) but the concept of this story charms me so much. Blake would be the fool who is like "he'd be better off without me actually" without realizing that uh. Mysterious hot sad-seeming man who brings you back from the dead and then vanishes is its own adventure hook and Liam is a very curious man.

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Hi ♥️⚘️

Can you help us with a simple poll post, it won't take a minute, but it will make a huge impact for a family of seven. 💞

🌍 What inspires you the most? 📚 The pursuit of education or ❤️ a life dedicated to serving others?

Meet Darine, a young woman from Gaza with a dream of becoming a doctor. Her journey has been anything but easy. In a region deeply affected by war, where access to education is a daily struggle, Darine has shown remarkable perseverance. Despite countless obstacles, she is committed to a path of healing and hope.

Imagine the determination it takes for a girl in Gaza to pursue a career in medicine, facing barriers that many of us never have to consider. Yet, Darine continues to push forward, driven by a vision of a brighter future for herself and her community. Her story is a powerful reminder of how crucial it is to support and uplift those who strive to make a difference, even under the toughest circumstances.

By raising awareness and advocating for education, we can help ensure that young women like Darine have the chance to achieve their dreams. Together, we can make a meaningful impact.

Learn more about how you can support Darine and her family’s campaign through the link below:

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@drdarine

Your voice and support can change lives. Spread the word and be part of this journey of hope and inspiration!

The idea of someone being so dedicated to their goal of making the lives of others better, despite their own awful situation is inspiring to me, and likely many others. This is why I am so happy to offer my support to Darine & her family, even if it’s just by spreading their fundraiser.

If you can, please donate to their Go Fund Me campaign, linked here.

https://gofund.me/9abc6640

Many people like Darine are still struggling in a war-torn country, and have so much to bring to the world around them. Any support counts, even if you are just spreading awareness of these people and their causes.

Thoughts and prayers from me to all those still persevering in Gaza ❤️ 🇵🇸

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Facing Uncomfortable Truths

I've spent a lifetime facing, confronting and trying to come to terms with uncomfortable truths. But like others also, uncomfortable truths can be unsettling and frightening. Avoid, avoid, avoid? No. Uncomfortable truths need to be addressed. Addressing topics that question my values, challenge my beliefs, and threaten my sense of security can often stir up fear and anxiety, but truths don't go away because you choose to ignore them. And while it's natural to want to shy away from discomfort and look for reassurance in the familiar, truths need to be addressed head-on.

Confronting Difficult Truths

Yet, avoiding the truth doesn’t make the underlying truths any less real. They need to be confronted. Ignoring uncomfortable truths, bolsters ignorance and stifles spiritual and personal growth. My story is a sad affair, one that has been crucial for me to confront even if it has meant me stepping outside my comfort zone. I was given little choice. Who doesn't know what they later learn is a physical, mental and emotional disability?

I've had to step far outside my comfort zone. From a young age I was left with little choice but to face the harsh reality of living with what I later learned was a physical, mental, and emotional disability – one that I didn't know about until much later in life. The journey of coming to terms with the truth, my realities has been painful. It's tested me.

The Danger of Downplaying Truth

But there is always a risk in downplaying or ignoring the truth, especially when it comes to matters that profoundly affect our wellbeing. As a society, we fail to recognise the importance of mental health, brushing it aside as something less significant than physical health. But mental health is an integral part of who we are, and being honest about our struggles – especially with ourselves – is crucial to longevity. Denial deepens the struggle, while honesty offers a path to healing.

For me, learning to face my own mental health challenges has been an ongoing process. I’ve come to understand that avoiding the truth, no matter how painful, only creates greater consequences in the long run. It’s only through acknowledging and confronting our struggles that we can find a way forward.

The Growth that Comes with Discomfort

While confronting uncomfortable truths can be challenging, it is the catalyst for growth. When we allow ourselves to sit with discomfort, we create space for new perspectives, opening our minds to the possibility of change. This process has taught me to challenge my own beliefs, and in doing so, I’ve developed a deeper sense of compassion.

Embracing Spirituality and Difficult Truths

We’re all on a journey, and for me, the spiritual path has been one of facing deep, sometimes unsettling truths. Over the past 14 years, I’ve dedicated myself to sharing truths through The CP Diary, as I have a deep sense of responsibility to reveal what I’m guided to uncover. These truths aren’t always easy to read or accept, but they are vital — essential for us to acknowledge — both for our personal growth and for understanding the larger forces at work in the world.

For more relatable, inspirational and lifestyle blogs please check out my blog https://www.thecpdiary.com

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Why Dealing with Your Past is Essential for Future Success

🛑 Introduction: The Invisible Chains 🛑

Hello, everyone! Today, we’re going to talk about something that’s often overlooked but absolutely crucial for success—dealing with your past. Whether you realize it or not, the experiences you've gone through, especially the painful ones, have a profound impact on your present and future. If you don't address them, they can become invisible chains that hold you back from reaching your full potential.

In my book Warrior Communicated, I share a lot about my military experiences and the impact they had on my life after service. But what I didn’t fully grasp at the time was how much those experiences were still controlling me, even after I'd left the military.

🚀 Life at 300 MPH: The Impact of Unresolved Trauma 🚀

During my time in the military, life moved at 300 miles per hour. There was always another mission, another deployment, another challenge to tackle. There was no time to stop and reflect. But when I finally left that high-paced environment, all the unresolved trauma and experiences I'd been running from caught up with me.

It's like this—you’re a train moving at full speed, collecting baggage cars along the way. But when the train finally slows down, all that baggage slams into you. And if you don't deal with it, it will derail you, no matter how fast you're trying to move forward.

⚔️ The Battle Within: Understanding Self-Sabotage ⚔️

One of the biggest ways unresolved trauma manifests is through self-sabotage. You set goals, make progress, and then something happens—you lose momentum, fall back into old habits, and end up worse off than before. It’s frustrating and disheartening, and it feels like no matter what you do, you can’t escape the cycle.

But here's the thing—self-sabotage isn’t about a lack of discipline or motivation. It's about the unresolved issues that are still controlling your actions. Until you confront those issues, you’ll keep repeating the same patterns, never truly moving forward.

🛠 The Work: Confronting and Owning Your Past 🛠

The first step to breaking free from self-sabotage is to confront your past. This means owning your story—acknowledging what you've been through, facing the pain, and accepting that it’s a part of who you are. But more than that, it’s about forgiving yourself and others for the things that have happened.

Forgiveness isn’t about excusing what happened or letting the other person off the hook. It’s about freeing yourself from the burden of carrying that pain around. When you forgive, you’re not doing it for them—you’re doing it for you. It’s about releasing the weight so you can move forward unencumbered.

💪 Taking Control: Slaying the Dragons of Your Past 💪

Once you’ve started the process of forgiveness, it’s time to take action. This is where the real work begins—having the tough conversations, seeking therapy, and confronting the issues you’ve been avoiding. These are the dragons that need to be slain if you want to move forward in life.

For some, this might mean addressing childhood trauma. For others, it might be facing the impact of a toxic relationship or a career setback. Whatever it is, it’s crucial to confront it head-on. The more you do, the more you’ll start to see the invisible chains fall away.

🌟 The Freedom of Healing: A New Path Forward 🌟

As you begin to deal with your past, you’ll notice a shift in your life. The cycle of self-sabotage will start to break, and you’ll begin to see consistent growth in all areas of your life. Whether it's your career, your relationships, or your personal development, everything will start to improve.

For me, this journey has been transformative. By leaning into my faith, having difficult conversations, and even exploring alternative methods like plant medicine, I’ve been able to heal and move forward. And now, instead of being stuck in a cycle of progress and backslide, I’m on a steady path of growth.

🏁 Conclusion: Always Forward, Never Quit 🏁

If you want to achieve true success, you have to deal with your past. You can't keep dragging around the weight of unresolved trauma and expect to move forward. So, start today. Confront your past, forgive yourself and others, and take action. Always forward, never quit, never surrender. See you in the next post! ✌️

[leomonwell]

Finding Strength Through Meditation: Juanita's Journey to Wellness with Leo MonWell

In today's world, it's easy to feel overwhelmed and lost, searching for ways to manage stress and anxiety. Meditation, an ancient practice that dates back to 5000 B.C., has been a beacon of hope and healing for many. But how does someone in today's world discover and embrace this time-honored tradition? I had the pleasure of talking with Juanita, who shared her personal journey into meditation and how it became a cornerstone in her life. Watch the short clip on YouTube, or continue reading after the preview:

When I asked Juanita about how she discovered meditation, her answer was refreshingly straightforward. She didn't have a mentor or a guide to introduce her to the practice. Instead, she took matters into her own hands.

"I started, honestly, just Googling other help alternatives of how to help myself," Juanita explained. "I Googled and started self-help is really what I've done. I really, this helped. 5 minutes. 10 minutes. Read a lot – about it."

In an age where information is at our fingertips, Juanita's approach is a testament to the power of personal initiative. She didn't wait for someone else to help her; she sought out the knowledge and tools she needed to improve her mental health. Starting with just five or ten minutes of meditation, she gradually built a practice that became a crucial part of her life.

Juanita's journey towards wellness didn't stop with meditation. It began around the time her son was born—a pivotal moment that inspired her to be better, not just for herself but for him as well. I asked her about how she maintained these positive changes over the years, especially considering how easy it can be to slip back into old habits.

"So you took a personal initiative to make yourself well?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied.

"And it all started around your son?"

"Yes."

Life has a way of challenging us, and Juanita's experience was no different. Despite her commitment to wellness, she admitted that she did fall back into old habits. "I didn't say I didn’t get back in those old habits," she shared candidly. "I did. I did. There was tons of relationship fails that went back to the drinking habits, the depression, the sadness, the things that really bring you down. But you got to push through it."

Her honesty is a powerful reminder that healing is not a straight path. We all face setbacks, moments of weakness, and times when it feels like we're back to square one. But what matters most is our determination to keep pushing through those tough times. Juanita's story is one of resilience, a testament to the strength we all have within us to overcome adversity and continue our journey toward wellness.

Meditation, for Juanita, has been more than just a tool to manage stress; it's been a lifeline, a practice that has helped her navigate the ups and downs of life. Her story is a beautiful reminder that it's never too late to start taking care of ourselves, and that even when we stumble, we have the power to get back up and keep moving forward.

So, if you're feeling overwhelmed or lost, take a page from Juanita's book. Start small, take initiative, and remember that every step you take toward wellness is a step in the right direction.

For more on navigating complex identities and mental health, check out my full podcast with Juanita. We dive deep into these topics and share stories that resonate with anyone on their own journey of self-discovery. Check it out on all major platforms: https://linktr.ee/leomonwell

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Nardia lost 43 pounds

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Nardia lost 43 pounds

Transformation of the Day: Nardia lost 43 pounds. Getting in shape after her fourth child was very challenging due to a number of factors, including postpartum depression. In 2023, she decided to overhaul everything, her diet, sleep, activity levels, and stress management. Her transformation has been physical, mental, and emotional. 

Social Media: Tiktok/FB/IG: @getupwithnards

Hi, I’m Nardia (@getupwithnards). Athleticism has always been a part of my life, and with a background in health and fitness, you’d think I had it all figured out. But here’s the thing – anyone can face challenges. And for me, getting back in shape after my fourth baby was a journey unlike any other. It’s a story of resilience, learning, and unexpected struggles.

After my first two kids, I managed to shed the weight, but it wasn’t easy. I was back in top shape by my third pregnancy, staying active and gaining a healthy 30 pounds during pregnancy. But after baby three, while I was working on losing the weight, baby number four came along – totally out of the blue.

The months that followed? Super tough. I wasn’t mentally prepared for a fourth child, but I tried to stay positive and active. After giving birth to my 4th postpartum hit me hard this time around. Add to that the pandemic, losing my mother-in-law, reuniting with my biological father, family drama, and the loss of our family dog of 15 years – the weight just kept creeping up. Sure, I was exercising, but my eating habits and sleep were a mess.

End of 2022, rolling into 2023, I had to drag myself out of that rut. I was really unhappy with where I was at. I’ve never been this heavy in my life not even during pregnancy. It was time to overhaul everything – my diet, sleep, activity levels, stress management, all of it.

And that’s exactly what I did. I started eating more – stress usually kills my appetite, focused on getting quality sleep, staying hydrated, and fitting in workouts. I even took a break from social media to focus on myself.

And you know what? It paid off. I lost 40 lbs. But let’s be clear, this wasn’t just a year-long effort. It’s been a three-year rollercoaster, mentally and physically to get here. 

If you’re embarking on your own journey, just remember: it’s uniquely yours. No need for comparisons. Take it one day at a time, be honest with yourself, embrace those small changes, and you’ll get there. Believe me, you can do it.

What does your workout routine typically consist of?

My workout routine is a mix of strength training, high-intensity interval training (HIIT), and flexibility exercises. As a personal trainer and lifelong athlete, I prioritize variety to keep my body challenged and to prevent boredom. I also incorporate outdoor runs and yoga to maintain my mental health and connect with nature, reminding myself of the journey’s holistic nature.

What was your starting weight? What is your current weight? (optional)

After my fourth child, my weight reached its peak at 208.2 pounds in January 2023. Currently, my weight is 165 pounds.

What is your height?

I’m 5 feet, 5 inches tall.

What is the biggest lesson you’ve learned so far?

The biggest lesson I’ve learned is that true strength is as much mental and emotional as it is physical. Overcoming the challenges of postpartum depression, PTSD, and unexpected life changes taught me that healing from the inside out is crucial. 

It’s not just about physical fitness; it’s about mental resilience, emotional well-being, and the power of self-compassion. Accepting my vulnerabilities and working through them has been empowering, teaching me that every struggle is an opportunity for growth. This journey has reinforced the importance of patience, perseverance, and the strength that comes from facing and overcoming life’s obstacles.

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Dragon Quest Monsters: The Dark Prince Review - A Surprisingly Common Experience - Game Informer

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Dragon Quest Monsters: The Dark Prince Review - A Surprisingly Common Experience - Game Informer

Dragon Quest possesses so much history that any new game carries a degree of raised expectation. Dragon Quest Monsters: The Dark Prince delivers many of the conventions I’ve come to expect from the series: the vibrant opening song, the charismatic Slime, and the emotional storytelling I already associate with the franchise. But this game goes beyond those well-treaded territories, offering an intelligent and elegant yet simple approach to combat and dungeon design that makes it a solid spin-off experience.

In The Dark Prince, you play as Psaro, a half-human, half-monster boy who becomes a powerful monster wrangler because of a curse that makes fighting them with his own hands impossible. Wrangling is all about capturing monsters and controlling them during turn-based battles. As I progressed throughout the boy’s journey, I found stronger creatures to add to my roster. The game also has an online mode that lets you fight other players, which is a good way to test different group compositions. In my case, it took so long to find a match that my time was better spent adventuring solo.

Synthesizing new monsters by fusing two parent creatures is the best method to obtain a better team, and this system makes all your effort in previously maximizing weaker monsters worth it. Whenever you create a new monster, it’s possible to keep some of the skill points spent in the creatures you’re fusing. Through this system, I crafted some extremely powerful monsters, surpassing their regular versions found in the wild. This system pushes you towards excessive grinding, though. Whenever you fuse a new creature, it comes at level 1, regardless of its parents’ levels. In the final sections of the game, fusing a new monster at the wrong moment means spending a lot of time leveling up before getting back on track and trying to defeat a boss.

With the vast number of possible monster combinations you can create in The Dark Prince, I was surprised by how streamlined combat is. The game allows you to set up tactics that define whether a party member will focus on attacking enemies or healing other party members, for example. At the same time, it’s possible to order specific actions for each monster. However, outside of boss fights, engaging more strategically in battles rarely felt necessary. The system waters down so much of each encounter that I usually entered automatic mode and let the A.I. do the thinking. 

As the boy works on his craft, we learn about Psaro’s past and his journey alongside his friends, Rose and Toilen, to become strong enough to challenge his father. This is a classic, almost too familiar, premise, but even with the absence of heavily foreshadowed surprises or plot twists, The Dark Prince captivated me, making for a cozy adventure with the charm of an old-fashioned fairy tale. 

The game presents the same slow-paced introduction other Dragon Quest games have, making the first few hours a slog. However, I became slowly entangled in the story. Initially, I was progressing only to unlock new monsters, but I realized I was as excited about learning more about Psaro’s tale as I was about finding new creatures. Unfortunately, very few situations offer even a glimpse of what he’s thinking, and it never gave me a chance to understand the reasoning behind his acts better. In this aspect, the game’s respect for its roots hinders its capacity to develop an intriguing character with no option besides nodding or saying yes or no. 

While perfectly capable as a standalone title, The Dark Prince is directly connected to Dragon Quest IV. It gives us a chance to learn more about Psaro, a crucial figure in the older title, and also to look over some events related to the previous game from a different perspective.

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Psaro’s journey takes us through areas in Nadiria, a magical dimension with different regions called circles. Each circle splits into three tiers, with one final dungeon. Sadly, this structure makes for a repetitive and predictable pattern; after completing the first four circles, I knew exactly what to expect from every new region. These areas are made worse by noticeable dips in performance, as the framerate suffers considerably. While I could easily ignore these minor performance issues, the circles’ recursive design became more tiresome whenever I went for long gameplay sessions. 

On the other hand, the dungeons are the most surprising element of each circle. They all share a similar structure: many floors, a traversal gimmick, and a teleport before the boss room. While they might feel as repetitive as the circles, the puzzles inside each dungeon make them fun and varied. The developers found a solid balance between difficulty and enjoyment when designing them. The Dark Prince veers more toward traditional dungeon design, with treadmills you need to activate to advance or ladders and holes in the ground to get to the top of the building. Though most dungeons are forgettable, they offer a refreshing intellectual experience even without leaning on any design extravaganza. 

By rigidly following Dragon Quest traditions, we end up with flat, cartoonish characters who inhabit a repetitive, cyclical world. But The Dark Prince plays to its strengths to deliver a solid RPG experience with a cozy narrative seasoned by a long list of charismatic creatures and entertaining dungeons. 

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Im Trying to be normal.

I moved to Alaska seeking solace from the chaotic and dangerous environment at home. Little did I know that this decision would set off a chain of events that tested my strength and resolve. My first encounter with Chase Bank, intended to be a simple banking transaction, quickly turned into a nightmarish ordeal.

Shortly after opening an account, I found myself in a harrowing situation. A stranger, seemingly harmless at first, followed me to my hotel. Fueled by fear, I sought refuge, frantically searching for safety. It was then that I met a kind-hearted woman, not room service as I initially thought, who offered her support during this terrifying pursuit. Together, we found shelter, locking ourselves away from the danger that lurked outside.

However, this incident was just the beginning of a downward spiral. In my quest to rebuild my life, I faced numerous obstacles. Discrimination at a job, one that held promise and potential, resulted in the loss of a crucial paycheck that would have aided me in acquiring the necessary equipment. The continuous struggle with prejudice and unfair treatment has been a recurring theme throughout my life, leaving me deprived both financially and in terms of my civil rights.

As if fate had dealt me an unfair hand, I received a 1099B form from a cash out service, suggesting I had invested in Bitcoin. The truth was, I had no understanding of cryptocurrency, let alone the intricacies of decimal points and numbers associated with Bitcoin values. It seemed as though misfortune followed me relentlessly, leaving me to question the fairness of the world around me.

Seeking support and companionship, I moved to Alaska to be with my boyfriend, hoping for respite from the tumultuous circumstances that had haunted us both. Unfortunately, our relationship became strained, with the weight of the past and the present proving too heavy to bear. Despite our love, we recognized the need for self-preservation and the importance of finding individual paths to healing.

During this trying period, my financial situation worsened. With $14,000 locked away in my Chase Bank account, I desperately sought assistance from their customer service. However, instead of finding support, I found myself caught in a web of bureaucratic red tape. Requests for a new card, necessary for accessing my funds, were met with indifference and unreasonable demands. The inability to physically visit a Chase Bank branch in Alaska, coupled with the challenges of third-party transfers, left me feeling trapped and helpless.

As I grappled with these financial difficulties, another tragedy befell me. I became a victim of domestic violence, subjected to the painful reality of abuse. Desperate for assistance, I turned to Chase Bank, hoping they would lend a helping hand in my time of need. However, my pleas fell on deaf ears, and I was left to navigate this treacherous journey alone.

Locked out of my own apartment, I sought temporary shelter, finding solace and a brief respite in the kindness of strangers. The days blurred together as I clung to survival, acutely aware of the legal and ethical violations that surrounded me. Despite the overwhelming chaos, I remained determined to hold onto life, finding strength in the resilience that had carried me thus far.

In this chapter of my life, I've endured trials that tested the very limits of my endurance. Through discrimination, personal tragedies, and financial struggles, I've been pushed to the brink. But in the face of adversity, I remain steadfast, refusing to succumb to despair. This is my story, one of resilience, courage, and the unyielding spirit to overcome.

Cash app me @ $humblebeeyee

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Diary Entry #4

Title: Embracing Destiny: A Journey of Growth, Redemption, and Rekindled Love

Written by: Alyssa | 7/18/2023

Destiny is a concept that often divides opinions, but sometimes life presents us with situations that feel too persistent to ignore. For me, that situation was my on-and-off again boyfriend. Our journey together has been filled with ups and downs, doubts, and second chances, but amidst it all, a sense of fate seems to intertwine our lives. As I reflect on our tumultuous history and the personal growth we've both undergone, I've come to realize that perhaps destiny does have a role to play in our story.

A Teenage Love:

Our relationship began during our early teenage years, a time when emotions run high and maturity is still a distant horizon. We were young and inexperienced, prone to making mistakes and struggling to express ourselves. Although we dated from the ages of 13 to 15, our connection persisted long after, with intermittent flings and lingering feelings that refused to fade away. Fearful of getting hurt, I held back from committing fully, allowing past grievances to cloud my judgment.

Confronting Our Imperfections:

In retrospect, I understand now that I too played a role in the toxicity that tainted our connection. Like many sheltered teenagers, I struggled to navigate my emotions and often lashed out at those around me. My inability to acknowledge my own flaws hindered our growth as individuals and as a couple. I carried the weight of past grievances, unwilling to give him the opportunity to grow and change. It was a crucial lesson I needed to learn: self-reflection and acceptance are vital steps toward personal development.

An Unbreakable Bond:

Despite the challenges we faced, we found ourselves continually drawn back to each other. Even during periods of silence and distance, our bond remained unshakable. We became each other's confidants and best friends, providing unwavering support through thick and thin. As we transitioned into adulthood, life presented us with new hurdles, and we both embarked on personal journeys of self-discovery and healing.

Growth and Healing:

Recognizing the need for mental health support, I sought therapy and medication to address my emotional well-being. Learning healthier ways to communicate my feelings became a priority, and I gradually shed the toxic behavior of my past. It was a process, but one that transformed my approach to relationships and ultimately paved the way for our renewed connection.

Navigating the Present:

Over the past three years, we have rebuilt our connection from the ground up, establishing a foundation of friendship and trust. While our journey hasn't been without its challenges, we've learned to address our past wounds and communicate effectively. Though external opinions and past mistakes threatened to derail us, our commitment to growth and each other prevailed.

A Future Together:

Now, at 20 years old, I have made a decision. He is the one. We have devoted ourselves to each other and are ready to face whatever lies ahead. Our path is not without obstacles, and the journey toward marriage and acceptance from our families will require patience and understanding. We are taking it one day at a time, allowing ourselves to flourish individually before embarking on a lifelong commitment. The engagement may be long, but it is a testament to our desire to build a solid foundation for our future.

Conclusion:

Sometimes, life has a way of leading us back to certain people, testing our resilience and teaching us valuable lessons along the way. My on-and-off again boyfriend has become an integral part of my life, and our love story is a testament to growth, redemption, and the power of second chances. As we embrace our destiny, we recognize the significance of personal growth, open communication, and forgiveness in creating a strong and lasting relationship. Together, we are determined to face the future with courage, love, and unwavering commitment.