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recoverycore · 22 hours
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does it ever get easier to be yourself in someone else's shoes? / does it ever get easier to make peace with the hand you've been dealt? / does it ever get easier to keep your head above the water? / does it?
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recoverycore · 2 days
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emotional processing is so funny because sometimes you’ll be violently sobbing on your bedroom floor over something that happened 4 years ago and then you’ll just. get up and make coffee. and go to the grocery store. and take all this fundamental sadness for a walk. and ponder the cosmic experiences of humanity while eating a sandwich. and that’s healing.
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recoverycore · 3 days
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recoverycore · 4 days
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Doing our best looks different 🫶🏻
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recoverycore · 5 days
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i look to the sky with questions and it gives me answers i can't yet understand
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recoverycore · 6 days
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recoverycore · 7 days
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“How do you know someone is for you? They bring peace you haven’t found anywhere else. They support your effort. They water your growth.”
— Unknown
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recoverycore · 8 days
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forever in awe of people who pay attention. people who wait for you while you tie your shoes while the others have walked away. when they continue listening intently while the rest of the group stopped listening. noticing your moments of silence when everyone else hasn’t. “this made me think of you” noticing things you never even noticed about yourself. people who say “text me when you get home safe.” people who make you laugh until you cry. childhood friends who keep in touch. people with genuine intentions. people who are soft when the world has given them every opportunity to turn hard. the “let’s get ice cream” at 3am friend. the turn up the music in the car and sing friend. people whose actions match their words. people who make the world feel less chaotic. kindred spirits. the trustworthy and honest. hard workers. good listeners. clear communicators. people who love you for who you are. people who don’t ask you to be anything other than yourself. people who choose you. people who stay.
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recoverycore · 9 days
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Anne Sexton, from a letter featured in Anne Sexton; A Self-Portrait In Letters
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recoverycore · 10 days
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I hate to be the one to tell you this but give up on not annoying people. Bother them. Text your friends first. Sing out loud to that song you like. Say hi to strangers. Take up space and prove you exist because no one is waiting around to ask you to.
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recoverycore · 11 days
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recoverycore · 12 days
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I know things will never be this way again. It hurts so much to admit it. Nothing lasts forever, yet I thought we proved it wrong. How foolish of me.
Do you ever stare up at the same sky I do? Sitting there, feeling the desolation seep into everything. Realizing how none of this will ever be the same. Not you, not I, not the ground beneath us, not the sky above.
It's strange to witness, a million billion deaths and rebirths. Every single moment of our existence... forever shaped by the circumstances, by being alive at all.
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recoverycore · 12 days
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“Accept the fact that you will grow apart from people you’ve had significant relationships with. Understand when someone no longer positively affects your life. Let them go. Don’t hinder your growth.”
— Lyjeeria
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recoverycore · 12 days
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"i'm giving up art forever" i say as i draw
"i wont ever be able to move on from this" i say as i continue to keep going forward
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recoverycore · 12 days
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George Seferis, translated by Rex Warner, from Poems translated from the Greek; "Last Stop,"
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recoverycore · 12 days
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healing is a funny feeling.
i feel stuck. but also i’ve come so far. but also i feel like nothing makes sense. but also i’m so much better. but also everything hurts. but also it doesn’t hurt as much as before.
i’m okay, but also i’m very scared. but maybe that’s okay too.
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recoverycore · 13 days
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Sooner than later, this life will be over.
Until then, do your best to make a difference.
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