“To heal, you must learn to be alone.”— b.p, writing prompt #32: write about healing (via wnq-writers)
*before the blunt*
I’m just really overwhelmed, then I start to get stressed about being stressed!
*after the blunt*
You know what, life is difficult sometimes but we’re all gonna be alright
give me your sleepy kisses and soft mumbles. your slow breathing and sweet dreams.
“Maybe the dreams we have of us with people from our past- those dreams that feel so real, are happening in alternate universes. Somewhere, some place, far away, we are still together. I imagine your eyes fluttering open as the morning sun trickles into the room. You turning to me, reaching for my hand- closing the space between us. Somewhere, some place, you are still in love with me.”— D.O. // a theory on dreams
“I do not always feel this empty aching sadness- the kind that leaves me crouched in the corner of my room, clutching my chest and unable to move. Sometimes I am happy, and sometimes I am dancing with my friends and going to the movies and laughing- laughing so much that my stomach hurts. But then there are times, when all that can calm me is the comfort of my bed and the blinds drawn to keep out the daylight. Sometimes, my mind plays tricks on me and convinces me that I am a bother and unimportant to everyone around me. And sometimes, I am sorry to admit this, I give in to that feeling. I let it take over and I trap myself in isolation where I cannot do any harm to anyone else. I let my mind convince me that I am a bad daughter, sister and friend. But I am working on it.”— D.O.
