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Life was easier then
But you’re happier now,
Aren’t you?

You deleted your Facebook
And that was the only place we still lived
Now you’re really gone,
Now there is no more signs
No more proof that it happened
Perhaps I should be happy,
Because I’ve long since
Moved on
Yet there is a part of me that feels
Like I should be grieving.

Even if it’s just for today,
Or just for the moment
I love who I am.

If you feel too much, there’s still a place for you here.

If you feel too much, don’t go.

If this world is too painful, stop and rest.

It’s okay to stop and rest.

If you need a break, it’s okay to say you need a break.

This life - it’s not a contest, not a race, not a performance, not a thing that you win.

It’s okay to slow down.

You are here for more than grades, more than a job, more than a promotion, more than keeping up, more than getting by.

This life is not about status or opinion or appearance.

You don’t have to fake it.

You do not have to fake it.

Other people feel this way too.

If your heart is broken, it’s okay to say your heart is broken.

If you feel stuck, it’s okay to say you feel stuck.

If you can’t let go, it’s okay to say you can’t let go.

You are not alone in these places.

Other people feel how you feel.

You are more than just your pain. You are more than wounds, more than drugs, more than death and silence.

There is still some time to be surprised.

There is still some time to ask for help.

There is still some time to start again.

There is still some time for love to find you.

It’s not too late.

You’re not alone.

It’s okay - whatever you need and however long it takes - it’s okay.

It’s okay.

If you feel too much, there’s still a place for you here.

If you feel too much, don’t go.

There is still some time.

-Jamie Tworkowski, founder of To Write Love On Her Arms

11 August 2014

(via mittig)

I tell myself it’s not a problem
That I only feel like this when I’m alone
Then I remember,
Then it comes back
This problem it’s always in the background
I’ve never been
Just tried to get by.
Just tried to move forward
Think positive, be positive
Day after day, I fail.

I remembered the other day,
Things I left blacked out
Because it hurt just a little too much
I started to bring it closer
Clear out the fuzzy details
It all makes sense
Except for it doesn’t.
You broke me then and I put the pieces back together crooked
Things have never been the same since.
I don’t mean to blame you,

But I blame you.

The world is turning
And here I am.
Nothing changes
Though it doesn’t
Really stay the same.
Day by day I stay the same
And yet I’m really changing.
Despite what you may say.

Sometimes I wonder if we are the only ones looking for happiness
Or just the only ones willing to talk about how hard it actually is.

I can see the beauty
And then it falls away.
I see the colorful bird
I see it get closer and closer
Then watch it fly away
I can never make it stay.

He made me a CD and it got me through some impossible times
I could never love him, at least not the way it was so clear he wanted.
I shut him out, moved on, never let him in again.
Just a year later I cried over the boy that did the same
Repeated over and over how unfair life could be and didn’t stop to think about karma and how completely fair it really is.
I cut open my heart enough times to know that now.
I can’t stop the apologizes from falling from my lips.
These things don’t matter, not now, not ever.