Breathe. You’re going to be okay. Breathe and remember that you’ve been in this place before. You’ve been this uncomfortable and anxious and scared, and you’ve survived. Breathe and know that you can survive this too. These feelings can’t break you. They’re painful and debilitating, but you can sit with them and eventually, they will pass. Maybe not immediately, but sometime soon, they are going to fade and when they do, you’ll look back at this moment and laugh for having doubted your resilience. I know it feels unbearable right now, but keep breathing, again and again. This will pass. I promise it will pass.
Daniell Koepke
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He had survived and come back.
For revenge.
Mary Balogh, from Thief of Dreams
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Sorry for the lateness of this post, I worked on it over the course of a few days but had to take some long breaks. For Catherine parr i decided to not include the pink line, instead I opted for her to hold the crown to show her survival. It honestly feels strange having all six of the queen's completed now but I hope that you like them :)
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MSA AUS Alternate Universes Survival AU
The Last of Us Series games
Zombots
Zombie Apocalypse
Zombots infected
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For @laurasanchez36
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Found a letter of Anne Sexton’s mailed on June 4, 1973. She committed suicide not long ago; carbon monoxide poisoning at her home in Weston, Massachusetts. The shock of finding the letter—And the mingled fear, dismay, excitement in rereading it—The wish that I could write to her again, as I did then, and she would write back—and again, and again—in this way mortality defeated, destiny thwarted—Strange that I did not notice, or at any rate take seriously, certain remarks in her letter that were very, very sad, in a helpless way. My tendency to interpret other people as if they were myself speaking…and their words only expressions of my own. Very true it is (and who escapes it?) that we experience the world through the filter of our own personality; or, in the psychological terms of one school of psychology, we ‘project’ our own traits onto others, and rarely experience people as they are in themselves….And yet? How could anything other be possible?
Anne Sexton: 'Yes, it is my nature to be apprehensive almost constantly, and my hunger for love is as immense as your eating people in Wonderland. When I feel the antithesis, I do not know how to get enjoyment out of it, although it is part of life and as a writer I should enjoy being in touch with agony.’
For a suicidal person like Anne Sexton to have survived to the age of forty-five, seems to me an achievement, a triumph. Virginia Woolf, living to the age of fifty-nine, is even more extraordinary. Suicides are always judged as if they were admissions of defeat, but one can take the viewpoint that their having lived as long as they did is an accomplishment of a kind. Knowing herself suicidal as a very young girl, Virginia Woolf resisted—made heroic attempts to attach herself to the exterior world—as did Anne Sexton—as do we all. Why not concentrate on the successes, the small and large joys of these lives, the genuine artistic accomplishments? After all, anyone and everyone dies; the exact way can’t be very important.
Joyce Carol Oates
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Reason to Live #6668
To one day look back and feel proud that I survived. – Guest Submission
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One day you are going to look at someone and say, “I survived.” There is great satisfaction in that. Even more if the person staring back comes from your mirror.
- Pillow Thoughts, Courtney Peppernell
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Who's gonna buy me tickets 🤩💞
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Hi, I’m officially a doctor now🥺
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