#letters to me

[loveyourlovelysoul]

Dear hurt, wounded, sweet and caring shadow self. Dear sad, lonely, cheerful and supportive shadow self.

I know that things seem pretty difficult to change, that your hopes aren't always so high cause they've been crashed so many times, and that you had to settle with many situations and things you didn't want nor deserve despite all the effort you put into them, but you're not alone. We're together in this. Have you noticed how grown we are compared to just few months ago? How much things (and how we see them) have changed? So, maybe, the result will be different too this time. Why don't we give it a try and see? I know that you only want to save us from experiencing more pain and I am deeply thankful for this, but you're forgetting that we know how to deal with it. And that it's only a possibility right now. We've been through a lot already: we know how it works, and we know we're strong enough to get back up and try something else. It won't be the end of us: nothing can do that as long as we're together. We can do anything. ... okay: if you're right, I'll let you keep repeating me "I told you" as many times as you want. Sounds interesting enough? Can we try once more my way and be more hopeful and see what it will be like this time? ...Deal? Ily.

#words #healing #important #positivity #thoughts #self love #positive thinking #self healing #healingjourney #love yourself #letter to shadow self #shadow self #letters to me #life #life lessons #self care #self talk #self help #self embrace #self discovery #self improvement #inner child

[mun-akoon]

I don’t compare, both in good and in bad. I don’t question why a bad thing happened to me and not to anyone else nor do I question why a good thing happened to others and not visibly to me. Comparison isn’t the thief of joy but a great sin when it leads you to questioning why. Who are you to ask why? You are, despite what you think, drowning in blessings.

#personal #letters to me

[dramatic-pauses]

One thing I definitely pray for, in my next life, I meet you again. Maybe stick around with you permanently.

- suzy, letters to me

#quoteoftheday #quotes #sad love quotes #love #quotes to cry on #sad aesthetic #unrequited love quotes #unrequited pining #pining #pining quote #letters to me

[darkpurple-heartheart]

If you had lunch with one of the Muppets who would it be?

idk too much abt muppets (unfortunately but I swear one day I'm gonna get a fixation on them I ca smell it) but I love love love Abby she's so silly guys!!!!

#SHE'S SEEMS SO FUN IDK!!! #Muppets #tatersgonnatate #Purple letters #letters to me #Asks #Once I know more abt the muppets I'm gonna change my answer prolly

[advena-perditus]

I do not understand hating the child that you once were, because I love that girl

I love that weird, wild, untamable little wild fire and there are days when I find myself hating the fact that she is gone and that there is only me left.

It's not like I hate myself, no. In fact I love the person I've become just as much as I love her and I know that she would love me too.

I just hate that she had to die for me to be here

Her death wasn't a jarring awakening or anything as such, it was slow, soft and infinitely peaceful.

Like falling asleep after a long day of celebrations to the gentle murmur of your party guests with your parent's arms cradling you softly, carrying you off to bed.

#letters to me #advena's musings #advena's ramblings

[nonchalante]

When we weep and finally unravel into an ocean, shallow and transparent - deep and clear, and see our reflection, who are we?

#personal #writes #letters to me

[bunnyoftheblade]

I don't think I ever properly apologized.

The last time I saw you--and every time prior--you had been a piglin. The last thing I was expecting was a hybrid calling himself Technoblade.

I overreacted and put you in danger. That's not what mates do.

I'm sorry.

-- oblitusglacies

it's all good, man. though i hope you understand i won't be inviting you over anytime soon.

#notus #chat #lore #rp #letters to me

[rail-jack]

Ur cool

I thank you for this compliment and it is the first letter I receive too. So, another thank you!

#letters to me

[lettersarchives]

The kind of unfiltered, intense love that I give to other people, only if I could give that love to myself, things would have been so much different. My heart aches thinking about the people who were so important once, are now just fragments of memories. Why doesn’t it bother me that I have forgotten about my past self, the dreams and hopes that I once I had for myself? If only I could give a hug, a lending ear, a comforting touch to myself, things would have been so different.

#letters #midnight thoughts #self love #letters to me #gentle reminder #loveyourself

[selling-words]

Conversations Across Time: A Letter to My Centennial Self on International Women's Day

In the quiet reflections of Women's Day, I pen a letter across the decades to my 100-year-old self—a tapestry of our trials, triumphs, and the heartfelt wisdom gleaned along the way.

Daily writing promptWrite a letter to your 100-year-old self.View all responses Dear Future Me, Today, as I sit down to write this letter, the world is celebrating International Women’s Day, a day that honors the spirit, strength, and achievements of women across the globe. It’s a day that makes me ponder over my journey, our journey, and the myriad paths we’ve traversed to reach where we are…

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#dailyprompt #dailyprompt-1873 #future me #hope for the future #letters to me #woman&039;s day

[changing-the-narrative]

okay back to my goals. just because i didn’t do it perfectly doesn’t mean i should give up. it’s okay that i slipped up. but it’s time to start again. i don’t need to know what you’re up to. i don’t need to check up on your blog and your instagram. it’s not my business anymore. i don’t need to be there for you. you have people that you’ve actively chosen to have in your life and want in your life and care about them back and i don’t really fit into any of those categories anymore. it’s okay that it hurts. that doesn’t mean i need to try to reach out or get you back or get your attention. i need to let it hurt and let it go. let you go. and that’s another thing, it’s not “you”, it’s “him”. i gotta get back to that. he can’t be “you” anymore. he can’t be who you’re talking to. he can’t be the focus. i can think about him and talk about him, but not to him. “you” needs to be ME. this is YOUR life girl, not his. stop making it about him. it’s not fucking about him. and he may always care about you somewhat, that’s only natural after everything, but he doesn’t care about you the way you care about him so STOP!!! when he says you’re too good to him he fucking means it because he would not (and has not) done the same for you. and that’s okay. he doesn’t have to. he’s not doing anything wrong. he’s just not right for you and doesn’t want you. that’s allowed. it just hurts so bad that you make him the bad guy. it’s not his fault he doesn’t want you. it just SUCKS. but it’s okay. you just have to move on. it’s time. it’s so beyond time. he has his own life and you’re not a part of it and you’ve basically put yours on hold for him and that’s such a shitty thing to do to yourself. you deserve better. you deserve a happy and full life with lots of people who love you and relationships that fulfill you. but you don’t let them because you think he’s the only one that can. he’s not. and he doesn’t, at all. he hasn’t in a long time because he’s not trying to. so stop living an empty, hollow, shadow of a life waiting for him to come fill and light it. he’s not going to and he shouldn’t anyway. that’s not healthy or fair (and it’s not going to happen) so for godsake give it up. fulfill yourself and light your own life and find people who compliment and actively contribute to that. okay? okay great.

#this shit is hard #i feel so cheesy #but the way you talk to yourself matters #so i am tRYING OKAY!! #journal #dear diary #dear me #letters to ME

[1alchemistart]

dont got much to offer for The Holiday but have these sillies!

happy valentines day :D

#sxf #spy x family #damianya #damian desmond #anya forger #my art #i am sleepy rn im scheduling this ahead of time like several hours ahead JKSDFKLS #unrelated to sxf. the tags are my speaking place shush #was not expecting the toby fox newsletter to have so much for me to think about JKKLDFSS #good ole gaster sending us love letters (we don't KNOW it's gaster but like. typing pattern + him being the only character to be like) #(directly referring to the game as deltarune) #ALSO THE WEATHERMEN HAVE NAMES NOW ?!?!? AND ARE IN LOVE ???!?! #so happy for them fr #i didnt get the mettaton card but like just know. that is my essence. all those blingee-core sparkles. those picmix hearts. me #anyway YIPPEE WAHOO

[darkpurple-heartheart]

Doot doot ^_^ I was told there would be tea as a biscuits I'm so sorry *scampers*

YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU FOR THE DOOT DOOT !!!

here here have some :DD

The biscuit is like lemon flavored with little sugar sprinkled in it tastes good I promise!! Also matcha tea cause I like matcha :DD

Take as many as you like !!!

#Letters to me #asks #THANK YIOU!!! #Soz for the half assed doodle I swear I can draw better than that djhfhfnf #Purple doodles #Purple letters #ILY!!!!! /p #I love ur pfp btw it looks so nice with the bi flag :D /gen #ALSO I NEED TO MAKE A SONA FOR THIS BLOG GRRRRR #someday.... someday....

[liorlen]

gale origin playthru from astarion’s pov or smth like that

#bloodweave #astarion #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3 #ihhhhhhhhhuuhhhhh bad idea to make a comic that’s not required for work #but finally fucking finished it. excuse the horrible lettering I cannot be fucked #tbh when Tara came in with that fucking ring of agility like #first rest I was like. girl why are you giving me something useful #and I rushed to find the most useless object I could #thank you Komira you’re a real one #also I’m so sorry to astarion for simplifying the swaggy gold decor on your outfit but I was not drawing that twenty times #also yeah this is like early act 1 no one knows about the netherese orb or astarion’s vampirism (supposedly) yet

[nd-poite]

Who do I see when I look in the mirror?

Someone who’s trying. She makes mistakes but to be Frank, I don’t think she is a mistake. She’s a flawed imperfect individual— but she’s also incredibly kind. . . Always looking for more ways to bring kindness into the world. She feels like a failure when others go unnoticed or unlovable—and wears her heart directly on her sleeve. It’s not often she truly opens up, but when she does, I think it’s worth it. . . She aspires to make everyone feel like someone, give them the courage to be something. She wants to leave the world warmer than she found it. . . And she’s one of the first people to worry about you, and then of course worry about how to tell you she’s there for you, or worse, how to let go of you while still worrying about you.

I think she’s intelligent, obsessively interested in knowledge at times. . . Although she had a stutter, she can be very eloquent and articulate with ideas, able to align them in such a way that maybe she’ll teach someday. Everyone has their learning curves, she has hers — she can be extremely stubborn and rigid sometimes — very much a “hands on” kind of gal. . . I think it stems from not wanting to accept help. . . But mostly she’s creative, hungry for life, passionate and sometimes downright volatile—and that’s what makes her special and unique.

Sometimes she feels like a hurricane, rampaging in the shape of a woman’s body, but she’s really just a regular human being who’s looking for assurance that she’s loveable. . . I guess at some point either someone told her she wasn’t or idk, she stuck with the lie and just rolled with it—because as far as I know, it didn’t really come from anywhere. . . And so, naturally, there are times the self loathing gets the best of her and she pushes everyone away, and there are times the self destruction wins and other people unfortunately become casualties—but she’s usually quick to apologize. It’s just her mind is clouded, that’s all — just a little ignorant; and if you asked to see her or tried to call her, I’m sure she’d pick up because she’s the kind of person who will take you anywhere and buy you anything, as long as she has time. . . She wants to be a good friend, a good girlfriend, a good wife, a good person—even if her mind fights her. . . I used to think she was the most confident and indomitable, resilient person I knew — but now I’m not so sure. She’s unbecome herself, a stranger to my eyes. . .

But hey. I do still know that she’s bright, intense, energetic upbeat, eccentric, and bohemian — in a way that’s few and far between these days, and she inspires the lives she touches. . . And people worry about her. . . I honestly think she’s deserving of good things, as much as the next person, even if some days that’s hard for her to believe. She’s trying to be a good functioning person, and that’s all anyone can do.

So in that way — she’s beautiful — her life is music. Her heart is music. Her mind is music. She loves music. And she’s all wild black hair, scarred skin that looks someone carved constellations, big bright eyes that these days look so tired but are still quite lovely. She bounces and sings when she walks, she sings when she eats, she sings when she thinks — out loud. I’m not sure if she’s a skilled singer, but her voice is quite lovely. Her body isn’t perfectly skinny, toned or thick — she’s just average and she doesn’t get enough exercise but that’s that. Her body is a tool, not an accessory — although speaking of accessories, she’s got an incredible sense of fashion. I think it’s the Artist gene. . . And someday she’ll be a professional designer I think whether it be clothes or interior furniture. . . Or maybe it’ll be music. Maybe it’ll be books, poetry, theater plays and movies. . . She spends her time searching for hungry creative souls like her, wanting to be passionate and learn with.

And lastly — I think she’s funny. Her laugh is obnoxious yes, guttural, visceral, but it’s just a sign of joy. She used to be full of it, and one day I’ll pour out of her again. . . On good days, she’s laid back and good for a laugh at any time of day—like throw your head back and laugh until you cry kind of funny. Hangout and chill kind of funny, nothing is off limits unless you say so kind of funny. . . I Will say though, Sidenote, she’s not the best at sarcasm — it clashes with the self loathing and her deepest fear that she’s unlovable. . .

But again, she’s just a person, just a person who’s trying. Trying to survive being alive. Trying to understand why she’s loveable — and trying to understand why she feels she’s not.

#blurbs #thoughts #self reflection #self journey #love letter: my true feelings #letters to me #self confidence #self loathing #who am i #self love

[hansoeii]

Do you think of me?

#I am not ready to witness these two longing for each other in season 2 it's gonna ruin me #stede writing love letters to ed while on his way to win him back #and ed stealing the wedding toppers and imagining marrying stede during quiet and vulnerable hours #yeah I'm very much not ready #these two are my favorite thing in the world #our flag means death #our flag means death fanart #our flag means death 2 #gay pirates #ofmd #ofmd 2 #stede bonnet #edward teach #ofmd fanart #ofmd 2 fanart #david jenkins #rhys darby #taika waititi #my art #fanart