#selflove
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love in letting go
“love in letting go” by warren zeiders doesn’t feel like a song to me. it feels like a confession somebody left on the kitchen counter for anyone who’s ever had to walk away while their heart was still reaching. because the truth is, letting go is not this clean, graceful thing people post about when…
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every chapter made me someone i didn’t know i’d need
there are days when i look back at my life and it feels like holding a stack of old, dog-eared pages — some soft around the edges, some ripped straight down the middle, some stained with tears i never admitted were mine. and sometimes, if i’m honest, i wish i could rewrite a few of…
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loving myself enough to know what i deserve
there was a time when i thought love was something to earn—something i had to chase, prove, or bargain for. i believed that if i worked hard enough to be agreeable, if i bent my edges just right, someone would finally stay. it took years, and more heartbreaks than i care to count, to understand…
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seeing myself through shifting glass
body dysmorphia is a quiet thief. it slips into the room without a sound, bending the light around every mirror until nothing looks the way it should. it does not announce itself with sirens. it waits in the reflection of a storefront window, in the accidental photo someone tags you in, in the pause between…
Whispered Words | thtgrlinbloom, 🌻 