healing
How to heal fully and properly.
Loving yourself
To the little girl inside me that cannot love herself. You are beautiful and more powerful than you will ever imagine. You are a whirlwind of calamity, of unexplained emotions but first of all you are the laughter you bring the world, you are that infectious smile and you are the wonder you hold in your starry eyes. Throughout the years that light will get consumed in darkness, your dreams become nightmares in a world where we are taught that sadness is our default. I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry they took your innocence so soon, i’m sorry you were never even given a chance.
By moonlit 6 years ago in Motivation
You’ll Always Be Second Place
“Vanity, Vanity, All is Vanity” Vanity, the quality of being worthless or futile (pointless). This is my thought, as I sit looking at the struggles we face as a society. For me as a thirty five year old BLACK MAN, its easy to get swept into the societal waste basket of life. I remember coming home one day, talking about all the things I’d learned at school that day. I talked about the fun conversations my friends and I had, the even more awesomesauce things we did. I remember one of my family members, then a good fifty years old if a day, former Vietnam Veteran, standing up shrugging his shoulders like, kid.... I am glad they let you play with em.. As the silverware forcefully hit the table, along with folks present soul, he made his exit. What a stupid thing to say to a kid. I bet many of you are snapping right now reading this, and would more than not slap the taste out of someone’s mouth if they’d said this to your child, yet alone said it to your five year old.
By Erik DeSean Barrett6 years ago in Motivation
Pieces of Strength
I read a book in high school that changed my life. In it, one of the main female characters wandered along a beach in the very far flung Orkney Isles, Scotland. And she collected things like pebbles, shells, feathers and sea glass to make a spell that would summon strength for herself and the people around her in a desperate time of need.
By Melissa Richards6 years ago in Motivation
If they love you, they will give you your space
Often, we feel bad when we don’t do things for others. We give explanations for why we cancelled on dinner and we justify our sadness, and we think it’s fine to meet up with friends whom we’ve outgrown or old lovers who broke our hearts just because of our history. But by doing this, we’re being unfair to ourselves.
By Ruby Dhal6 years ago in Motivation
I Was Emotionally Destoryed!!
🙋🏾♂️There, Beautiful People of the Internet. I am writing this note to you on day seventeen of Feburary, day forty eight of twenty twenty, and day eighty two before my thirty sixth birthday. So here on this day, I decided I should take this moment to make a confession. I have not been well these past forty eight days. I have been trapped inside an emotional vortex, and like a rapped 2007 market crash, so were the days of my life. I found myself just going through the motions, trying to convience myself I was fine. I was like a dude on the field who was determined to play despite the ravaging pains. For forty eight days, I powered through confusion; through frustration, through anger, and YES.. For Forty eight days, I powered through Hurt.
By Erik DeSean Barrett6 years ago in Motivation
be kind and create, or stay quiet
a TOOL : // || : One of the tools that we lack is how to adapt to changes and how to let go of our pain and suffering. For decades the ways of handling emotions were separated by genders. Men weren't allowed to show emotions because it was promoted that no man cries and emotions meant you weren't a man. Opening up and expressing emotions have always been looked down upon on. Whereas women were seen as hysterical and emotional beings. It's like gender has something to do with how we should handle or show emotions. When reality it doesn't matter what gender you identify as. It doesn't change the fact that you're able to feel emotions.
By Merichel Sanchez6 years ago in Motivation
Just A Start
About a year before I graduated high school, I realised I would probably lose contact with all the people around me in the few years ahead. My brother and sister had both lost their friends after they graduated and I knew it would happen to me. Everyone was promising to stay in touch but they wouldn’t.
By Lyndsay Charlton6 years ago in Motivation
Today I breathe....and pass out
It was hard to wake up today. I had all night a set of perfectly shaped, 3.5 year old feet kicking me in the head and chest. My son has mastered sleeping horizontal, and it seems to only affect him when he sleeps in my bed. He never sleeps in his own yet for the record, so I'm not really sure if he has a preference depending on which bed. So needless to say I chickened out on starting today.
By Nina Parslow6 years ago in Motivation
Recovering from recovery
A decade ago, there was a big focus on children and orphans infected and affected by HIV/AIDS. There was so much death and tens of thousands of children were emotionally, physically, socially and economically displaced. People were facing discrimination from being directly and indirectly being affected. I remember when a close relative died of AIDS and the rest of the family was too scared to tell anyone the truth. But one day I was giving a television interview and told our story and my poor sister called saying people at work may now treat her as if she has it. I know right! The ignorance, but it was the reality then.
By TanYah Global6 years ago in Motivation
