When You Yearn For Love And Affection But You’ve Emotionally Repressed Yourself For So Long That If

don't give up

“““You’re not a monster,” I said. But I lied. What I really wanted to say was that a monster is not such a terrible thing to be. From the Latin root monstrum, a divine messenger of catastrophe, then adapted by the Old French to mean an animal of myriad origins: centaur, griffin, satyr. To be a monster is to be a hybrid signal, a lighthouse: both shelter and warning at once.””

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— Ocean Vuong, from “On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous”

the mentally ill urge to start sentences with “yeah, i’ve had clients who…” and then tell a story about yourself

"to be or not to be. that is the question" No it'sn't. how come i was never asked it?

i was born without my consent, and i take that personally

the urge-ish urge to urge when your urges urge

Good psychological horror got me kicking my feet and giggling

don't put flowers on my tombstone if you've never cared for me when i was alive.

i don’t know if holding your own hand is a sign of loneliness or self-love, but either way i’m feeling something

autistic folks when their routine gets disrupted, and they don't get alone time when they're supposed to get alone time

“I am afraid to show you who I really am, because if I show you who I really am, you might not like it – and that’s all I’ve got.”

— Sabrina Ward Harrison