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alimr32 · 7 months
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Don't dare him to be different, he already is. Dare him to be himself.
I really love this quote.
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I need to find the strength to embrace my true self. Time and time again I mirror those around me, and disguise myself as something I think people want me to be. I become a diluted version of the bleakest parts of me; void of any individuality, personality or substance.
The mask I choose to wear is dull compared to the raw joy that lies beneath it. But, I wear it for fear that my smile will intimidate those around me; and my sparkle blind them. I hide in hopes of becoming a more palatable and acceptable version of 'myself', I have lost all the light and colour from my world. I am camouflaged, invisible.
I want to find myself, my true self. I want to turn the light back on and be unapologetically me.
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megpie · 1 year
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Oh, this gets my heart tonight. "In the times I had been struggling, I still held space for those who needed me." --- absolutely this. I am trying so hard to learn to be more careful with who I allow close. Because I'm a GIVER, my dudes. I'll drain myself dry for those I love. There will never, ever, EVER be a time that I'm too busy or have too much on my plate and let that = neglecting my people. I will *never* be too busy, if I love you. I'll find a way, whether it's my time, my energy, my hugs, or just my ear to listen. My relationships are intentional//not transactional. I don't care about what I can get out of you. I don't care if you're asking too much. If I choose you//I *got* you. I remind my child of this all the time -- it doesn't matter how much she needs from me. It might be a lot, but it will never be too much. That's how love works, man. 🖤 But, that's WHY I'm trying to learn to be better at being intentional with who I allow in my zone. I know I'm a fiercely loyal little momma bear type: family, friends, relationships. Once you're in, I got you. So, I have to be careful who I let in, in the first place. I seem to struggle with that. Trying to remember that: all people can be good people. But that doesn't mean they're safe people. Red flags can feel like butterflies when all you've ever known is chaos, energy vampires can be stealthy until it's too late, and - maybe some people just change their minds, and stop being who you thought. It's ok to cut those ties too. Because there's nothing more lonely than being alone with someone else. No one else out here is gonna protect me, like me. Good thing I heckin' love me. ❤️ #samiravivette #poetryofig #wordsaremagic #wordsarepowerful #writerslife #lovelikethemoon #lovelylove #loveagain #loveanyway #lovealways #lonelynights #lonelyheart #datingafter40 #datingishard #singlemomproblems #singlemomlife #findingmyself #findinglove #loveyourselffirst https://www.instagram.com/p/CpJ6XKkOFIW/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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mycornerofhappy · 11 months
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Hiatus
I know I haven’t been as frequent as what I used to be. I’m pretty sure I wrote more in 2021 than I did in 2022, and even less in 2023. So, here’s the deal. I’ve been busy planning, researching, and booking my dream life goal which is travelling. It is something I’ve wanted to do since I was 21, and finally at 31 I have earned enough in my savings to take a full year off work to travel the…
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its depression time again, i can feel it...
lurking in the shadows,
with every breath i take,
fights for me to face him
but all i feel is hate.
used to think its over,
but it really isnt, ever.
he’s the one and only
that i will love forever.
was thinking ‘i will end it’,
once and twice a week:
when he pushed me away,
it made me lose all faith.
not in him, but me,
to be dependent on someone,
that barely touched my soul,
all he did was show me,
love does not mean it all,
cuz what is it that i lack,
that all others adore?
made me face the mirror
and talk to my shadow…
after all that time alone
i think i get it now:
it was not him i missed 
but that piece of mine:
the one i lost, when he walked away,
holding onto that lonely name,
the body and soul i gave away,
both of which will never be the same.
so foolish of me to trust another,
with a piece of my heart,
the most fragile of all,
but what is it if not trust,
to blindly offer your all,
in hopes of finding something,
that is always worth the fall.
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findingmyselfat35 · 3 days
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I recently re-started my journey to develop my relationship with God. In doing so, I purchased the viral two part Bible Study Workbook. The first book I'm reading is Genesis. And one of the first lessons explains that God allowed Adam to name all the living creatures of the Earth because God allowed man to have dominion over all the things on Earth. Names indicate who and/or what these things become.
The author urged us to then look up the meaning of our names. So, I did. Below are my findings and thoughts.
Kareena
Origin: Greek, Scandanavian, Russian, Norwegian, Hindu
Meanings (adjectives): pure i.e., spotless, virtuous, Godly, unblemished, righteous, innocent.
Hindu prefix, "Kar" means (noun): flower.
You've got to be kidding me. Right?!
It all makes so much sense now. By divine creation of God, I am to be fruitful. Flowers pollinate and multiply; outside of beauty, the essence of their existence is to give birth to more flowers.
I lead my life through love and giving my heart to everyone. But it was always something I envied and couldn't understand why. Why do I keep giving love to others more than they give me? It never feels fully reciprocated in return, but I do it regardless.
Now I know why. God divinely created me to be a lover, to be pure of heart, to be virtuous, righteous, innocent and loving. I am to wear my heart on my sleeve because it makes me who God created me to be. And I realize now that deep in my soul I am meant to share this love, and create in love.
Just about a month ago I had a dream I was in a fluffy white bed, laying on my right side with my right arm propping up my head so I could watch TV. I don't remember what was on the TV but the room was very bright. And then I heard a tiny, innocent giggle. When I looked down near my right arm, laying in the curve of my breast and stomach was a bright-eyed, curly haired baby boy. His hair was jet black. And he wore a emerald green onesie that had polka dots or stripes or some pattern all over it. They pattern was white. I smiled because he was kicking his little feet to get my attention. So I laughed, and he giggled. Then I heard a voice, and man came walking into the room and saying "I'm coming to take my son so mama can get some rest." I laughed and scooped the precious baby boy up in my arms and handed him over to the man. The baby cooed, the man smiled at him; then he leaned down, kissed me and turned to walk out of the room. The scent of Paco Rabanne lingered in the air. He looked rugged, wearing a white t-shirt, and his hair was jet black and curly. He was bare feet. He reminded me of WC.
If you believe God the way I do, you believe that nothing exist without purpose. You also believe that names tell us who we are and/or who we are to become.
Now that I know the meaning and origin of my name, from today moving forward, I will embrace who I'm meant to be.
Kareena is righteous. Spotless. Virtuous. Love. My love is not a curse, it's a gift.
P.S., next week we will resume the regularly scheduled programming.
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ngocngadotnet · 3 months
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For Vietnamese and Chinese versions, please check out: https://ngocnga.net/find-a-feeling/?utm_source=tumblr&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=quote 🎶💔🌪️ Find a feeling that feels okay Find another to blow it away Who are you and who am I Please don't ask me I'll break down and cry. // Xúnzhǎo yīgè gǎnjué hái suàn kěyǐ Zài zhǎo yīgè lái jiāng qí chuī sàn Nǐ shì shéi, wǒ shì shéi Qǐng bùyào wèn wǒ, wǒ huì bēngkuì ér kūqì.
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mother-first · 4 months
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There's a new wind blowing.
It's oddly familiar.
As if it's always been there.
It's reaffirming everything I couldn't bear to see.
Yet helping me to really love me.
Maybe I'm not as broken as I once thought.
Everything this life has thrown at me has just been a lot.
I've loved hard. And I've lost even harder.
Yet I feel hope finding me again.
I'm reminded that happily ever after isn't too much to ask for.
One person who loves you right is more than enough.
As you match me, there's not one thing that can stop us.
My kids deserve a love that chooses them daily.
I've fallen short so much lately.
But I am really beginning to adore myself once again.
I love in such a beautiful way, I cherish that about myself.
I may not be the one they end up with, but I'm always the one they never forget.
Even in my brokenness, I always put others first.
And for once in my life, I know I am worth it.
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forzalife · 5 months
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Just a little reminder for myself, but if you need it too, I'll share.
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otaviogilbert · 7 months
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Lonely Alone Me | Beau Lucas
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Join on a heartfelt journey of self-discovery as they explore the depths of loneliness and solitude in "Lonely Alone Me." In this introspective video, They share their experiences, insights, and strategies for embracing solitude and finding inner peace. Whether you're navigating solitude by choice or circumstance, this video offers guidance and support for anyone on their own path of self-discovery.
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finding-myselff · 8 months
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Indoor Plants: The Unspoken Trials of Adulthood 🌱🙈
Morning: Whispers of sweet encouragement to Phil. Midday: Full-blown panic, wondering if I'm giving him a hydrating spa day or drowning him. Evening: Late-night Google searches: "Do plants appreciate dad jokes?"
Hey there, my green-thumbed (and not-so-green-thumbed) readers! Thought adulting was just about paying bills? Meet Phil, my plant, teaching me it’s also about… not killing green things. When we envision adulthood, it’s often filled with visions of office wars, deciphering taxes, and questioning why avocados are SO expensive. But no one, I repeat, no one warned me about the emotional whirlwind…
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igaveitallto-u · 10 months
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I’m gonna hide my flowers from you and water them myself. When they start to bloom it’ll be because of me and not because of you.
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deliciousalex · 1 year
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“in case of loss, return to yourself…” do you have a sketchbook or art journal practice? ☘️ just arrived to Ireland for a 1-month artist residency, and didn’t realize that the work had begun before I left NYC. 📝 a new multi-media collage practice opened up the creative floodgates & I finally released a block I didn’t know was there. The idea that a sketchbook had to be perfect. 📖 Can’t wait to show you what I’ll be making while here in Galway at @watershedstudios … 👀 📔 @moleskine journal 📓 #artresidency #galwayireland #artwork #artist #artjournal #artjournaling #artjournalpage #junkjournal #junkjournaling #sketchbook #perfectionism #makemistakes #hiddengems #findingmyself #creatrixmethod #multimedia #collageart #growthmindset #artistsupport #artistsoninstagram (at Galway, Ireland) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoJsm60ji3q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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soycharlotteunique · 1 year
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Inspo for my next painting. Is my sketchbook the answer to all my troubles. How to maintain its freshness and naïve when it goes through the oil process. To be or not to be that is the question. There’s only one way to know it. . . . #findingyourself #findingmyself #findinglove (at París, Arco del Triunfo) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnkSE0xun62/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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✨I remember beating myself up and feeling shame about certain life choices I’ve made in the past. Looking back at how far I’ve come and the lessons I’ve gained, I would not change those decisions because I’ve attained something priceless ✨ Follow| SpirituallyVerified #lifelessons #growth #growthmindset #peaceofmind #healingjourney #findingmyself #selflove #perspective #createyourreality https://www.instagram.com/p/CnFFeTXuyS5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Finding My Way ✨💛 #LifeOfAWanderingWanderer #LateNight #RedondoBeach #Mood #FindingMyself #FindingMyWay #CaptainHarknessAtYourService https://www.instagram.com/p/CkHg0wIpsnD84_RKH8e_Ad9i9ZRRj0MlP0adJo0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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professorgalaxy · 2 years
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First trip to Washington, it's been a trip ✨️🖕🖤💚💙🤙
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