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You did not deserve this

This is not your fault

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Thank you.

Because,

I would have never walked away.

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You can miss someone without inviting them back into your life 💕

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Whose voice is it? It’s not yours.

You were not born this way.

You do not deserve to talk to yourself the way that you do.

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“I want to be so sure of your love

that my anxieties starve and die”

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From ellipsis… to period.

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It isn’t your fault. It was never your fault.

Destroying things is who they are, just as loving deeply is who you are.

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😭 I just can’t do it today

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You can try (and try, you did).

And the mess. Oh, the mess.

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Houseplants grow better when spoken to kindly and are surrounded by music. Give yourself at least some of that same grace 💕🎶🎵🫶

You don’t help a plant grow by berating it for not being big enough yet or comparing it to other plants that have grown faster - you help it grow by giving it the water and soil and fertiliser and space and sunlight it needs to give it the best chance of flourishing. And if it needs it, you give it something to lean against to help it grow tall if it’s struggling to stand up by itself.

That’s how you should treat yourself - give yourself the tools and care you need to flourish, and don’t be afraid to lean on other things for support if you need to. It’s easier to flourish that way 🌸

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I’m exhausted by strength.

I don’t want to be complimented on how well I take my life’s difficulties.

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I think about you all the time

Almost as if I could feel it

I have no proof, no solid two lines

But I refused to be defeated

My body isn’t meant to carry you

but all I want is to hold

a new life inside of me

is that really too much, too bold?

Becoming a mother was honestly

the hardest, most wonderful thing

it’s given me purpose

a new way to walk through life

I can’t think of anything I want more

than to become mom of another little soul

I think about you every hour

but tests have told me no

I just can’t help but have this feeling

you’re on your way

into our lives

like a firework

to make an entrance

that no one could miss

and the crowd will ooh and ahh.

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Are you sure?