ugh this was sweet and it made it even more sentimental as I had the piece 'lights are on by Edith Whiskers' playing into my ears. Making each word sound twice as louder, deeper and closer to me.
"But it’s not true. You do have control over your narrative. It’s made up of choices, and you can choose to be soft. To radiate kindness.
And one day, it might find its way to you." love how you ended it in such a note.
it is, but I have also realised that it's a cycle. I'll always mourn for who I was, yet at the same time I get to choose whatever I want my life to look like. especially now. you'll find a way around it x
this whole excerpt right here: 'Oh to do things with no expectations. There was pressure to excel, but they weren’t set by you. You did those things because you wanted to. Fear of failure didn’t incapacitate me. I was the golden gifted child.'
i literally want to cry. i feel like i read something i've been feeling. like something about this whole piece is so jarring because its so true, so relatable.
I resonate so much with your words! I love that your ending note put an emphasis on choice and kindness, because fear and disillusionment and the walls we put up around us often have us feeling powerless and without a choice. Thank you for the encouraging reminder <3
Every word, every feeling conveyed through those words , I can feel it in the depths of my heart so my dearest I can only imagine how you were feeling or are feeling because when you go through times like these , they always linger, they never seem to completely leave you behind so I hope everything that used to fascinate you or something that is yet to fascinate you finds its way back to you 💕 Also the line "a friendly face gives you a lift back home" touched my soul because when battling to find your calling, your passion , things you love, the friendly face to give you lift back home can be YOU, yourself, haha that was my take on it !!💖 I will always be thinking about you and in my prayers because we aren't alone❤
"I reconnected with my childhood best friend. Found new friends, just to lose them again. A few have stayed, and the others never served their purpose."
This reminds me of a lyric I posted about recently in a song called "Swing Life Away" by Rise Against. It says "I've got some friends, some that I hardly know, but we've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world" These words have taken different meanings to me as I've made and lost touch with diffent friends, each with different purposes like you remark.
So relatable & interesting — especially when it comes to wanting to be “fascinated” by something. How can we start to create those interesting moments from our childhoods in our lives today? Is it a matter of simply not paying attention, or changing our way of thinking altogether?
This is so relatable! Loved every paragraph of it. I hope you too get back your will to be fascinated by things 🙌
you're too kind, thank you!
Wow! this was so good! I can relate to every single words I thought of restacking every single words of this. Keep on writing.
thank you so much💌
ugh this was sweet and it made it even more sentimental as I had the piece 'lights are on by Edith Whiskers' playing into my ears. Making each word sound twice as louder, deeper and closer to me.
"But it’s not true. You do have control over your narrative. It’s made up of choices, and you can choose to be soft. To radiate kindness.
And one day, it might find its way to you." love how you ended it in such a note.
thank you for your kind kind words, Hannah x
I feel so seen. Slipping back into this is scary. Self-preservation is self-deprivation and that's scary.
it is, but I have also realised that it's a cycle. I'll always mourn for who I was, yet at the same time I get to choose whatever I want my life to look like. especially now. you'll find a way around it x
this whole excerpt right here: 'Oh to do things with no expectations. There was pressure to excel, but they weren’t set by you. You did those things because you wanted to. Fear of failure didn’t incapacitate me. I was the golden gifted child.'
i literally want to cry. i feel like i read something i've been feeling. like something about this whole piece is so jarring because its so true, so relatable.
i’m glad my words stayed with you 💗💗 i was skeptical about posting this because it felt too personal.
I resonate so much with your words! I love that your ending note put an emphasis on choice and kindness, because fear and disillusionment and the walls we put up around us often have us feeling powerless and without a choice. Thank you for the encouraging reminder <3
Every word, every feeling conveyed through those words , I can feel it in the depths of my heart so my dearest I can only imagine how you were feeling or are feeling because when you go through times like these , they always linger, they never seem to completely leave you behind so I hope everything that used to fascinate you or something that is yet to fascinate you finds its way back to you 💕 Also the line "a friendly face gives you a lift back home" touched my soul because when battling to find your calling, your passion , things you love, the friendly face to give you lift back home can be YOU, yourself, haha that was my take on it !!💖 I will always be thinking about you and in my prayers because we aren't alone❤
"I reconnected with my childhood best friend. Found new friends, just to lose them again. A few have stayed, and the others never served their purpose."
This reminds me of a lyric I posted about recently in a song called "Swing Life Away" by Rise Against. It says "I've got some friends, some that I hardly know, but we've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world" These words have taken different meanings to me as I've made and lost touch with diffent friends, each with different purposes like you remark.
So relatable & interesting — especially when it comes to wanting to be “fascinated” by something. How can we start to create those interesting moments from our childhoods in our lives today? Is it a matter of simply not paying attention, or changing our way of thinking altogether?