Let The Medium Take Its Own Chance.

You're not selfish for protecting your own heart.

You're not cold for honoring your limits.

You're not unloving for needing space to breathe.

You’re healing.

And every time you choose yourself, even through guilt, you teach your brain a new language:

Love doesn’t mean abandoning myself.

Love can include me.

And my love includes me.

btw, it's called the soldierhood of love.

that's it, i want a me for me.

at this point, ill take her for the still healing soul she is. but oh to have her, i want to experience just that.

Calm dear heart, calm.

You've weathered storms before.

You'll weather this one too.

Calm dear heart, calm.

i think ive realized that true understanding settles into you. like when you truly understand, and not just say that you do, but when you truly understand, it comes with that oh moment. when what would've previously lingered, won't weigh on you anymore. and this feeling, it is as beautiful as it is rare.

For now, it's the sort of winter that freezes the tip of your nose but does nothing to your bones.

For now, I am content.

Dearest, your life is yours. Let that sink in. The people in your life are people in your life. You are whole on your own. You do not need anyone to make you whole. Your happiness should come from you. You're allowed to make connections and cherish people, but dearest, come from a place of wholeness, not dependency.

Just because an animal has scales doesn't mean you get to trample on it.

Forgive, because you deserve peace.