What's All This Food-related Guilt About?

First, parts of you die, and then the things you think define you fade into the background. But you're still in control, you didn't need them anyway. Then you wake up one October morning, and you're seeping through your own fingers like water. You have no idea whom you are, you only have a vague idea of whom you want to be, but that's hard and you need to grieve for the girl who's dying inside you, because God knows she's carried you. Alas, you live in a world full of people with questions and they feel entitled to you remaining the same. You can't explain that your paradigms are not just shifting, they're blowing up and turning into ash in your hands, so you just fold into yourself. But Yourself is falling apart, and it's just...living God what is happening?

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Ijeoma Umebinyuo, from Questions for Ada

Standing your ground like the walls of stone castles. I see you champs...I see you.

Here’s to the people who know the real me but still stick around.

“Tonight, just put your arms on me and hold me like I am yours. Leave pieces of yourself behind on my skin, and love me like it is the first and the last time for us. Fill my lungs with your breath and make me forget my name. Tonight, I am yours and I will be yours, until dawn breaks.”

— Lukas W. // Until dawn breaks

Golden

“If there is ever, even for a fleeting moment, a tiny voice in your head, and that tiny voice is telling you, "I deserve better", listen to her. That’s your partner. That’s your real, true love. And if you betray her long enough, you will lose her.” You (S03E10)

Just stop your crying...