*puts phone in pocket. Has ice cream in one hand and ice cream scoop in the other. Is in focus mode to get to the room*
*starts walking toward the trash can, when I feel Gabriel redirecting me*
Gabriel: Nope, nope, nope. The scooper goes into the sink to be washed, not the trash can.
Needless to say I wasn’t paying attention 😆 like I always say, I’m thankful for my guardian Archangel who has to deal with me. Has more patience than I could ever have
It’s crazy when you stop to think about how many times you’ve thought to yourself, “This is it. I just can’t bear to do it anymore. I’m done.” And yet here you are. You’re still breathing, still living, still fighting for joy, for life, for light, for love. And you are loved. For as much as you may be struggling right now, you’re here. You’re strong as hell. Don’t forget it, kid.
you have no idea how much I needed this reminder omg
Did I daydream this, or was there a website for writers with like. A ridiculous quantity of descriptive aid. Like I remember clicking on “ inside a cinema ” or something like that. Then, BAM. Here’s a list of smell and sounds. I can’t remember it for the life of me, but if someone else can, help a bitch out <3
But what if I’m done with being strong? What if I need support? Even the strong are weak at times and get help they need.
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How about we show support in those times, instead of telling them “you’re strong, you got this” and they bottle it in. And bottle it in. And then you hear they killed themselves, and people say “ oh I didn’t know they were struggling”
Video of a kitten at a vet’s office protesting loudly as it’s scooped from the floor. Another kitten turns around the corner and walks up to the camera, also protesting loudly for its friend. From here.
