L❤️ve is...
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Mi brazo me dice que el amor me llevara lejos, desde que ella ya no está ya no escucho a Canserbero
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come with me
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Música para ver el mundo de otra manera
A veces todo se complica y no vemos la realidad pero puede mejorar
By: Mel
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Cariño al fin y al cabo ser feliz es lo que debo exigirte, y si ya eres feliz sin mi ,no puedo contradecirte....
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Y aunque seis mil millones de humanos, tú y yo somos una especie que murió hace tiempo. Solo queda una hembra y su complemento por eso es tan natural querer querernos.
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Okay, I just want to say....
I am here. You are not alone! Whatever you are going through, someone out there can relate, I promise you that!
I will always be here for anyone who needs a friend, a shoulder to cry on, to vent, whatever it is. I'm here with you! I know how shitty it is to feel like you are completely alone, and no one understands. Trust me, I do! I will not judge, not my style! I won't go telling everyone your business. I will simply be here., and listen.
If you need a friend, please, don't hesitate to reach out! I may not always answer right away, but I will.
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Honestly the cliche advice is true. If you fill your life w things you’re passionate about, if you challenge yourself every day, if you give your own opinion of yourself more weight than you do other people’s opinions of you, you will actually thrive. Like no one can tell u anything
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Él, es el único, la única persona en la que puedo confiar a pleno, sin miedo al juicio, sin preocuparme por cagadas a pedo, sin nada que me haga sentir insegura. Él es el único que me ha escuchado de verdad, que ha estado en todas conmigo. Lo quiero, lo quiero mucho, porque somos iguales, compartimos gustos, experiencias, vivencias muy parecidas. En él me encuentro y puedo ser yo misma. Creo que sin él no estaría acá, en este momento. Él me hace sentir algo que nadie más ha logrado en mi vida, y no es de manera romántica. Lo quiero demasiado y siento que si no lo tengo en mi vida, me muero.
Su presencia en mi vida me ha hecho replantear miles de actitudes que he tenido, algunas que quizás no han estado tan buenas. Me ha cambiado y le agradezco por eso. Me ha convertido en una mejor persona. Espero que en el futuro él pueda decir lo mismo de mí, espero poder transmitirle lo mismo que él me transmite a mí. Espero hacerle sentir lo mismo que él me hace sentir a mí. Espero seguir teniéndolo en mi vida y que sigamos aprendiendo el uno del otro hasta el día en que seamos viejitos, recordando cada cosa que hemos vivido, y al final de este camino, ambos aprendamos que "ALL WE NEED IS LOVE".
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Miro todo desde otra perspectiva, doy gracias al amor y a la vida, siempre he dicho que el amor debe ser el motor para todo y yo me sentia atascada sin amor y sin vida, sentia que no podia volver a sentir y esto me ha demostrado que si, que sigo sintiendo, sigo amando, sigo aqui; Mi yo del pasado se sentirá orgullosa porque hemos salido de aquel agujero que desafortunadamente cavamos nosotras mismas, cabamos como un modo de protección y hoy digo que no hay que huir del amor, hay que sentirlo y si me tiene que doler que me duela porque el dolor me recuerda que estoy viva, que sigo sintiendo, que no soy un cuerpo sin sentimientos, no ha salido como he querido pero me ha dejado eso que tanto anhelaba, el poder sentir, siento que puedo volver a querer, siento amor y dolor, siento tanto que parece que se me quisiera salir hasta por los poros pero asi es esto, vinimos a sentir y a hacer sentir. Gracias por hacerme sentir nuevamente, gracias por recordarme que siempre hay que decirle que si al amor por mas que duela, porque el amor aveces duele y aveces goza, gracias.
Para ti mi Aladin, aunque quizás jamas sepas que esto existe y lo que hiciste en mi. Te deseo todas las cosas buenas que te mereces.
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In my "Home Station" playing
Lian Ross & TQ
ALL WE NEDED IS LOVE
You make me feel so brand new.
I can say that's true.
I can sing... all I need is love you to feel alive.
I can feel the love inside of me.
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We are like this in my dreams
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𝘈𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘭 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘶 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘦́𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪́𝘵𝘶𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦.
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It’s not our place to judge
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Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".
Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"
And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".
Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.
At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.
So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!
Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!
Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!
Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.
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