I handle stuff way better than I use to.
I leave people alone when I feel that my presence isn’t wanted/appreciated
I am allowed to be at peace. I am allowed to experience genuine happiness.
I feel like crawling out of my fucking skin. I’m looking for a metamorphosis that won’t come any sooner. I wish to dig into my skin and pull out whats left of me from the inside. The deeper I drown in my mind the more I get away from her.
How can I heal my inner child when I’m still that same little girl barely understanding how to get by. I’m still that little girl who wishes to be nourished and loved the ways she never was. A little girl in an adult body wishing to find solace from herself.
Free me from myself, free me from this never ending cycle.
The Universe is your mirror. The Universe always gives you the perfect reflection of your dominant thinking and feeling patterns. If you want to change your life, you have to change your internal condition.
confident woman, woman of peace, gentle woman, powerful woman, woman of substance
I hadn’t felt suicidal in the longest time, gets it’s back again.
