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Dear you (& me),

Conflict is not an excuse to be rude. Disagreeing doesn't give you the right to be mean or cruel. Motives still matter in a fight. When you're angry, you must learn to recognize if your intent is to hurt or is it to heal (if you want to keep your "opponents" in your life, that is).

Allow me to make this perfectly clear. If you wait until mid-argument to bring up personality flaws, perceived slights, or past wrongdoings... your motive is to hurt, not heal. If you toss in tidbits about old fights, faded scars, or fresh wounds... your motive is to hurt, not heal.

Please, for the love of the person you're battling through life with, learn how to navigate conflict without intentionally making it more painful or clouding the air with all the junk floating around in your own head and heart. Try going in to combat with yourself first, rather than taking it out on other people who love you enough to stick around and fight with you.

Learn to love yourself. Try to cultivate the beauty there, and purge the ugly on your own time. Then you will be capable of seeing it's possible to love others even when things get tough. That you can have a fight and it really just is about the current issues. Maybe then you'll finally realize that it's possible to communicate hard truths or state your unpopular opinion without tearing everyone else down in the process...

Healthy conflict is an act of growth, motivated by love. The way you do it is an act of war, motivated by winning... Be careful, or you may win all the fights just to find yourself all alone with no one but your trophies to blame.

All my heart,

the collector

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Sitting on our couch, drinking tea, and watching New Girl. It’s nothing new for us, we’ve been here many times. But to me, it’s always felt like home.

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“It’s okay to become someone different…”

it's okay to be yourself, whoever that person is; it's okay to change your mind about something or someone; it's okay to become someone different and embrace new adventures that you feel are made for you; it's okay to say goodbye to people, places or things that no longer fit with the person you are; it's okay to leave in order to become the person you want to be; it's okay to put yourself first.

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This Father’s Day, the fatherless have been weighing on my heart. I know this day can be hard whether your dad is gone only for now or whether he is gone until you meet again in heaven. Or even if you’re struggling with the hope of fatherhood.

It can feel so impossible to appreciate what you have on a day that highlights what’s missing, so I just pray if this day is difficult that you know that you have been thought of. And I hope you still find something in this day that makes you smile and helps your heart feel whole.

And for those who have had a day of joy celebrating fatherhood, I hope you remember to cherish it.

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Get out of my head

3:36AM

- A

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“We’ll walk in love and loneliness...”

All The Way

I’ll walk with you.

I don’t know the way

any better than you

but we’ll walk

in love and loneliness

of the immense universe

when all the street signs vanish,

no more trust,

no more faith,

no more stars

to navigate by,

just our hearts

and hands

walking,

all the way.

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“If everything crashes your eyes are where I feel safe.”

witt lowry / crash

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“Trying so hard that he was eventually gone”

He always had that little bit of extra madness about him.

Calling himself the worst at his best.

Wrecking the world just to keep her happy.

Tearing himself to pieces to make her whole.

Trying so hard that it took it’s toll.

He always had that little bit of extra sadness about him.

Smiling so much that he had a permanent grin on his face even while crying.

Worrying so much that he chewed his nails off.

Breaking himself just to see a smile on everybody elses face

Trying so hard that he was eventually gone

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The text I probably won’t send...

Hey you. It’s me.

I know it’s been a while and that this is random, but you’ve been on my mind so I thought I’d just tell you...

I miss you. And I hate how we left things.

It’s fall. The best time of year. And everything about it makes me think of you. And I wonder how you guys are and I hope you’re doing well and it sucks that I can’t check in with you.

I’ll understand if I don’t hear back from you. We both said a lot and we both got hurt. And I don’t expect you to forget anything. But I miss you more than I care about all that. I wish we could all hang out and just be friends again. I’m reaching out on the off chance that maybe you feel the same way.

So I hope you’re well. And happy. But part of me also hopes that you miss me too.

Because I do. I miss you. So much. And I really hate how we left things.

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Eight years of hurt spilled out between us from one bottle of wine. 

I don’t know why I bothered...

You can’t hear anything unless it’s through the grapevine. 

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I wish I could hate you, or even better,

I wish I could forget you entirely, as if you never existed to begin with

- excerpt from a book I’ll never write

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The last time you left changed me in ways I can’t exactly explain.

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“I guess it is better this way”

i never meant for you to hate me, 

i wanted quite the opposite, literally. 

but i guess it is better this way, 

at least for me

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“I wanna spend the rest of my sunsets with you”

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I found myself thinking about you today. 

I can’t believe I’m still curious about you, but there you are in my thoughts. My mind was drifting, wandering to how you’re doing, where you are, what you’re up to... 

Hoping against hope that the end of us is replaying in your mind too. Remembering how I laid it all bare and you laughed in my face. Imagining that you’ve somehow started to realize that maybe you were wrong and perhaps you’re finally a little embarrassed or ashamed of the way you treated me. Possibly some of the truth I shared is worming it’s way through your hardened shell of armor. Maybe there’s even a crack and maybe some of that old love is spilling out in a tear for what we used to be. 

I know it’s not likely... but a girl can dream. Not that I dream about you that much anymore. 

Sometimes I feel guilty that my new mantra is “I don’t care.” I don’t care what you think of me. I don’t care what you said about me. I don’t care that you took my heart and tore it to shreds after you promised that you would take care of it forever. I don’t care how you’re feeling now, if you’re bitter or content or full of regret. I don’t care if you miss me and I don’t care if you want me back in your life. It’s what I have to tell myself to keep moving forward and keep letting you go. 

But it’s not true. The truth is this. I can’t care about you any more. 

It’s not that I don’t want to. It’s not like I didn’t give you the best of everything that I had to offer. I can’t care about you any more because I am emotionally spent, broken, and exhausted. It’s too expensive to care about you. It used to be easy, but now it costs little pieces of myself. And I just can’t pay that any more. 

There’s nothing left to give. 

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“I think I’m getting better, just a lot of days are harder than others.”

Dear Alex,

I sort of feel more up to writing a letter, at least tonight. I had the day off and thought about you basically all day. I was supposed to play D&D tonight but it got cancelled, which wouldn’t be a big deal but I haven’t played in three weeks and it really helps with me with my sanity.

Thankfully Critical Role is still on tonight and I’ve been watching it. It at least keeps my mind somewhat busy, but I still have to multitask so my mind doesn’t immediately wander to you and thinking about how amazing it would be to be able to watch it with you.

I also miss watching Altered Carbon with you. I miss doing really anything with you. I don’t know why my brain won’t shut you out. I don’t know why my heart won’t let you go, either. I really wish I could move on, because it hurts so badly loving someone who doesn’t love or care for me. Someday I hope I will. I think I’m getting better, just a lot of days are harder than others.

With love,

C.

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“Losing you made me lose myself.”

A letter to you

Dear You,

As I’m writing this, I’m trying to gather all my thoughts concerning us and our future. Us and our past.

What we had was beautiful and there’s no denying that and it helped me grow and love life. Loving you helped me love life. 

When you came into my life, I was a different person than when I left. As I loved more and more of you, as I gave you my love, I learnt the valuable lesson of loving myself as well. Loving you made me love myself, as mad as it sounds.

When I left, I was happy. Happier than I had ever been. As happy as you made me, I was also miserable. Miserable in my fantasies, miserable in not being able to be with you, and I never understood why. Why couldn’t we be together, if we loved each other? Wasn’t love the only requirement for our relationship? I couldn’t stand the distance, I couldn’t stand to sleep alone every night. Even a year later, when I thought we had something going on, I couldn’t sleep at night without imagining you were by my side. But as it turns out, I was nothing to you back then. 

But when you hit me up a day after our break up, I was shook. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I felt sort of paralyzed. It showed me that you still cared. It showed me you loved me as much as I loved you. And you still hit me up… but why? It’s nothing but platonic, but you still hit me up. But does it mean something? Or does it mean nothing? You still haunt me to this day, and I keep wondering why you hit me up, when you claim to have moved on. You know it means something other than platonic to me, and I don’t think I can have you in any other way. Loving you made me the happiest I’ve ever been and when I could not love you I became miserable. When you felt distant, I was miserable. I was hooked on how you reacted, hooked on your love, hooked on you. 

Losing you made me lose myself. I loved feeling connected to you, but I was psychologically addicted to you. 

Where does our past bring us to to this day? I know I should probably move on, but you were the one I loved with my whole heart and the only one who has ever gotten me the way that you did. You were the one for me… and perhaps you still are. You claim to have moved on, with your new relationship, but still hit me up like nothing has changed. You’re still there for me. Maybe, you still love me. I know that you still go to where we fell in love.

I wonder where we will be in 5 years from now and whether you have fully faded from my heart, or if you’re as present in my life as the thought of you is. 

I pray to know what your truth is and some sort of conclusion what is happening. I’m confused, but happy about where life brought us. And hopefully, happy where life shall bring us.

With love,

Suvi. 

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