#forgiveness and growth

[girl-that-writes]

I have a bouquet, let's look through it together. Take the one you need.

🪻- Try to forgive yourself. Let what's done be done. All of us make mistakes.

🪷- Rebirth is always possible, regardless of what happened in the past.

🌻- You can become your own source of happiness.

🌺 - Your beauty comes from the radiance of your smile, the sparkle in your eye, and the warth of your words. Not somebody else's shallow definition of it.

🌷 - Love, the real and fulfilling and uplifting one, will find it's way to you as well.

🌸 - Your dreams will come into existence if you keep believing in them and working for them.

🌹 - What is right for you will run towards you if you take a step towards it.

[xo-lunareverie]

You might not be thankful for having met me. In fact, you’re probably more thankful that I’m gone, and honestly, I understand that. I know I wasn’t always the person you needed or deserved, and for that, I’m sorry. There were times when I hurt you, when my actions and words were driven by emotions I didn’t know how to control.

But I want you to know that, despite everything, I am truly thankful to have met you. You helped shape me in ways I couldn’t have imagined before we crossed paths. You taught me things about myself—things I didn’t want to face but needed to see. Even when I was at my worst, there was something about your presence that pushed me to reflect, to question, and to grow. In many ways, you made me a better person. And for that, I will always be grateful.

I only wish the universe had allowed us to stay together. If it had, maybe things could have been different. Maybe I could have been the person you needed me to be, the person I always hoped I could become. But the truth is, I was still learning, still struggling with the darkness inside me, and that darkness overwhelmed everything. I didn’t want to become the monster I sometimes was—I fought against it, but I had no tools, no way to manage those emotions. They took over, they clouded my judgment, and they made it so much harder to see the good, the love, and the potential between us.

I see it now, though. I see how my actions tore us apart. And I regret it deeply. I never meant for things to end this way. But I understand why it did, and I know that you’re probably better off now—free from the chaos I created. I hope, in time, you’ll be able to heal and find peace. You deserve that, more than anything.

And as for me, I’ll carry the lessons I learned from you with me, always. The good and the bad, the love and the hurt—it’s all part of who I am now. I just wish I could have been a better person, a better partner when it mattered most.

[thepeacefulgarden]

[positiveseed]

How to Forgive Someone Who Has Hurt You | YOUTUBE

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

[sarahsinferno]

I Wish for Liberation

I sit in the dark, my thoughts a storm of fragments, and I wish, not with the innocence of a child but with the bitter clarity of experience, that you would feel the weight of every wound you gave.

do you know the sharp sting of betrayal, the cruel echo of a lie, the loneliness that wraps around the heart like a shroud?

I want you to know the hollow ache of waiting, the gnawing uncertainty that burrows deep, the sleepless nights stretched out in their endless, aching expanse.

I want the weight of your own choices to press down on you, heavy and relentless, until you understand the pressure that drove me to despair, until you feel a trace of my sorrow settling like dust in your own empty spaces.

you, who sculpted misery with your hands, who wielded cruelty like a blade, are you aware of the echoes you left? do you hear them whisper in your dreams, the ache you wove so effortlessly into my days?

i could wish for storms to ravage your calm, for the sky to crack open with lightning that rends the fabric of your peace, for the tremors of regret to shake your foundation.

yet, even as I wish this, I realize that suffering does not heal, that the flames of revenge only scorch the hands that wield them.

so, instead, I let the weight of my sorrow settle, a quiet confession to the universe that sometimes I crave for the scales to tip,

for the pain to be known, but mostly,

I wish for liberation, for the shackles of my anger to fall away, and for a heart that no longer clings to the shadows of the past.

so I let the wish drift, a bitter gust of wind that fades into the void, and I turn away, searching for a release from this desire, for a way to mend the broken pieces without adding more shards to the world’s already jagged heart.

S.T. 2024

santa rosalia by roberto ferri(1978) oil on canvas

the shepherd david by elizabeth bouguereau(1895)

dancers by franz von stuck(1896)

perseus slaying medusa by laurent-honore marqueste(1903)

[its-ate-oclock-somewhere]

Futamono Flower Meaning

So you're telling me that the very night after Will whore Graham sent someone to murder Hannibal simp Lecter, the man created this?!

[teehee-vibes]

Old habits die hard

[iambrillyant]

“you can forgive someone and still want absolutely nothing to do with them. you can create distance from them with no resentment attached.”

— billy chapata

[selfhealingmoments]

[fatedroses]

And some days, I just wish you wouldn't look at me at all.

[seagreenstardust]

“When toxic behavior is portrayed as romantic, it’s problematic. When problematic behavior is portrayed as a character flaw for a character to work through, it’s good storytelling.”

Katsuki Bakugou, my friends.

His behavior was problematic but never once portrayed as romantic at the same time. Katsuki said and did awful abusive things, and he also chose to be better when he was given the chance. If you’re still hung up on chapter 1 Katsuki now then I don’t think you’ve been reading the same story I have.

I can’t speak for everyone, but I’m not shipping Izuku with an irredeemable abuser. I’m shipping him with his most important person. His narrative foil. His childhood friend who made awful mistakes and then made it right when he saw he was wrong. The person Izuku looks up to and strives to emulate, despite their past struggles.

Bakudeku is so good because of how flawed these boys are, and how hard they’ve worked to get over it, and how much they matter to each other after it all

[holistichealingg]

[thepeacefulgarden]

[littlemissemotionalandvalid]

Not forgiving someone who has deeply hurt you is okay. You can’t force yourself to forgive and forget all those traumatic events that were caused by others, whether last year or twelve to thirty years ago. You can’t put a number on your feelings and your memories.

[constantlytired101]

I genuinely can’t enjoy S2 music cause I immediately remember their context and it ruins the mood