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oliviahelenmary
oliviahelenmary
26/F hello / you are beautiful
as incredible as you are i am mine
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Oct 23, 2021
Oct 23, 2021 at 9:02 AM UTC
independence
forever enquire but question nothing
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Oct 23, 2021
Oct 23, 2021 at 8:57 AM UTC
life
i want to be the sun that shines when someone is cold i want to be the shade when someone is too warm i want to be the light when someone is in the dark i want to be the home to all those lost i want to be hope when someone has none but before i can i must learn to believe; i can be the sun i can be the shade i can be light i can be the home i can be hope i must learn to believe that i can and i am
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Oct 23, 2021
Oct 23, 2021 at 8:53 AM UTC
to learn
i am not perfect but i have chosen to live my life authentically chosen to stay true to myself i am learning to let go of the fear that once had over me i am free
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Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 10:24 AM UTC
june, 18
i have come across many who oppose the idea of feelings people who oppose the idea that feelings are to be felt or that our behaviour and reactions are not a result of a feeling they argue people have a choice they can be felt they can be ignored or they can simply not exist i hesitate to judge those who do as it takes immense mental and moral strength or power to refuse something so bound to who we are as a body a spirit a mind and a soul and yet still able to fight the robust force of feelings deemed at the great apprehension of fear itself i feel and i have learnt to feel through the pain i have borne i wanted a rock to replace my soul and so it had i have been broken i have been defeated i have fallen victim to weakness paralysis fear but hear i stand proud i learnt to feel to properly feel i thank my pain for that i still break i still fall and there are some days whelmed with a battle to survive but i am not weak i am not defeated i am no longer a slave to my pain to feel is to fight to feel is what makes you a warrior it is what makes you human it is what connects you to your inner self your soul your within it is how you learn to love yourself it is how you learn to believe in yourself it is how you learn to conquer my dear please do not be afraid
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Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 10:22 AM UTC
strength
chaos must be sought for even silence needs noise to drownout the sound of loneliness
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Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 10:18 AM UTC
august, 17
there are some things in life that break you they may break your heart, your mind or your body but they can never break your soul
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Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 7:04 AM UTC
a note to my soul
if you choose me you choose the whole me i will not give you my pieces. i come as one. i will not put those pieces back together again. we keep letting love break us because we dissemble ourselves by picking apart the pieces in which we define to be unlovable. not only are you hiding behind the fear of your flaws, but when you only give the pieces, when the mind you give is not your whole, or you offer only part of your soul, that is love breaking you before it has even begun. and that is why we end up in pieces because when we become conscious of the pain of having to glue yourself together again, it is hard to welcome the good pieces back because you have gotten used to being made up of the bad. so when those dark pieces were the good pieces you gave away no wonder it is so hard to get back up. you come as a whole you are not a piece. do not be broken before you are loved.
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Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 3:16 PM UTC
whole
to you, i know you are sick and i know you are dying. i know it is scary but i do not want you to be scared. i know this through my psychiatrist, who told me a couple of weeks ago, i do not know the date but i know it was a tuesday. in telling me, the words felt like splinters, slowly piercing their way into the walls of my heart. that tuesday was not just a day of the week. it felt like no one is living it but me, and, that somehow the day was mine and no longer belonged to anyone else. it wasn't a day of the week. it was a day that belonged to me. my heart was throbbing as the splinters sank deeper, some more painful than others. i allowed myself to feel like that. i let myself hurt and be sad and feel, because you taught me that feelings are a beautiful thing and must be felt and must be acknowledged. you helped me to learn their importance. you showed me how to take my anxiety and panic and turn it into an emotion that just needed to be noticed and felt, and to acknowledge its presence, and to treat that presence calmly and peacefully. to tell the panic and anxiety it was okay. when they were okay, i was okay. that tuesday i did the same thing to my pain. but i realised this was not the way i wanted to grieve you. you are not my anxiety nor my panic. i could not tend toward the habit i have for processing negativity. i could not affiliate your positivity and wonderfulness with all the negative ******** that goes on inside my head, because you are love and solace. you are support and comfort. i have since turned the splinters into seeds that will forever grow within and around my heart, with the piercings in its wall giving them the space to do so. i did not know i could turn such pain into such beauty, but it seems as though i can. thank you for helping me to get here. i know a considerable length of time has passed since i last saw and spoke to you, but i think you proud of me. i want you to know that i am strong and i am proud of the person i am today. you have been a ray of hope in the sunlight that has allowed my garden to grow, much like the many lives of others you have touched. i know that the purpose of therapy is not to find a solution or an answer to the problems we encounter, but to give the space in which we can learn and help come to the realisation that we, ourselves, want to find these solutions. it is where we learn to know we are enough. and not through others telling us we are, but us. we learn to know that. it is not the therapists that make us better. they are more important than that because they help make us want to be better. and that is what you give, and it is beautiful. the seeds are planted in my heart, where you will bloom and blossom in the garden of my soul. from the very depths of my heart, i wish you all the strength and love you have given me. from, me
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Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 1:40 PM UTC
to you
to you, i know you are sick and i know you are dying. i know it is scary but i do not want you to be scared. i know this through my psychiatrist, who told me a couple of weeks ago, i do not know the date but i know it was a tuesday. in telling me, the words felt like splinters, slowly piercing their way into the walls of my heart. that tuesday was not just a day of the week. it felt like no one is living it but me, and, that somehow the day was mine and no longer belonged to anyone else. it wasn't a day of the week. it was a day that belonged to me. my heart was throbbing as the splinters sank deeper, some more painful than others. i allowed myself to feel like that. i let myself hurt and be sad and feel, because you taught me that feelings are a beautiful thing and must be felt and must be acknowledged. you helped me to learn their importance. you showed me how to take my anxiety and panic and turn it into an emotion that just needed to be noticed and felt, and to acknowledge its presence, and to treat that presence calmly and peacefully. to tell the panic and anxiety it was okay. when they were okay, i was okay. that tuesday i did the same thing to my pain. but i realised this was not the way i wanted to grieve you. you are not my anxiety nor my panic. i could not tend toward the habit i have for processing negativity. i could not affiliate your positivity and wonderfulness with all the negative ******** that goes on inside my head, because you are love and solace. you are support and comfort. i have since turned the splinters into seeds that will forever grow within and around my heart, with the piercings in its wall giving them the space to do so. i did not know i could turn such pain into such beauty, but it seems as though i can. thank you for helping me to get here. i know a considerable length of time has passed since i last saw and spoke to you, but i think you proud of me. i want you to know that i am strong and i am proud of the person i am today. you have been a ray of hope in the sunlight that has allowed my garden to grow, much like the many lives of others you have touched. i know that the purpose of therapy is not to find a solution or an answer to the problems we encounter, but to give the space in which we can learn and help come to the realisation that we, ourselves, want to find these solutions. it is where we learn to know we are enough. and not through others telling us we are, but us. we learn to know that. it is not the therapists that make us better. they are more important than that because they help make us want to be better. and that is what you give, and it is beautiful. the seeds are planted in my heart, where you will bloom and blossom in the garden of my soul. from the very depths of my heart, i wish you all the strength and love you have given me. from, me
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my dearest lily, you will forever be beside me, and i will forever be beside you i can feel you when i need you as your love continues to guide me away from the dark when i am lost. you have found peace in the clouds, and perhaps one day you will introduce me to our new home. and within the realm of possibility, i can help you guide others so they too can escape the dark, and find their peace in the clouds. my dearest lily, don't stop dreaming sweet, and don't stop sleeping tight for i will always love you
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Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 11:24 AM UTC
i will always love you