lessons for self-love

writingsforwinter:

Pull silly faces at yourself in the mirror instead of frowning and inspecting your skin or wondering how many eyebrow hairs you should pluck this time around. If you do this on a daily basis, you’ll laugh each time you look in the mirror and will eventually come to associate seeing your reflection with feeling optimistic or joyful.

Don’t get one of those misguided anchor tattoos with the caption “I refuse to sink.” Because the thing is, anchors themselves sink, all the way down to the bottom of the sea floor, and sometimes you have to sink before you can learn to float. It’s funny, how rock bottom can be considered the absolute worst point of your life, yet rock bottom is the exact place on the ocean floor where divers touch down willingly. It’s the one place that forces them to rise back up to the surface, no matter how far down they’ve fallen.

Instead, think about getting a tattoo that says, “I’m in the ring and ready for a beating because I can take it. I’ll always get back up again no matter how many times I’m knocked out” with a boxing glove next to it.

Don’t go on one of those juice cleanse diets. Instead of stocking up on bottle after bottle of apple juice and apricot nectar or downing fifty slices of grapefruit every morning, go on a “negative thoughts” cleanse. It’s bullshit to put yourself down for mistakes or annoying habits or even for the fact that your thighs have cellulite. It’s bullshit to constantly berate yourself and if you treated your house like you treat yourself, it would have been razed to the ground long ago because of the fact that it was deemed worthless to be seen by other human beings.

Go ride a crowded subway for at least an hour and observe the other passengers. Some will be sitting with their hands in their laps, lips pursed and looking down. Others will be bobbing their heads to the beat of the music blaring from their iPods, and still others will be gazing longingly out the window like Charlotte from Lost in Translation, truly lost in the reflections and lights from the window glass. As you look at all these other human beings, try to imagine what they’re thinking about-going home to their wives or husbands, what to make for dinner, which brand of milk on their grocery list to buy, what to name their newborn child. They’re all thinking different things, thousands and thousands of thoughts spread out in a blinking map like city lights, but you and them all have one thing in common-

You all hate yourself. Maybe not equally, but you still hate yourselves, just in different amounts: some in teaspoonfulls, some in tablespoonfulls, and still others in pints and gallons.

But none of these strangers hate you. And that, at least, can be a comforting thought. You may hate yourself, but not a single other passenger thinks you have any reason to.

Imagine a parallel universe in which every time you picked apart a flaw, the earth grew a pothole or a pockmark. In about two week’s time, the whole planet could be covered in scars. A different kind of environmental damage. In this universe, you hate yourself so much you could cause the apocalypse.

Now imagine another parallel universe in which every time you ignored a flaw or treated it as acceptable, necessary, or beautiful, a new type of flower grew. Let’s not sugarcoat this: that’s a whole lotta flaws. Those flaws could fill a bucket and still keep overflowing. But in this parallel universe, there would be so many flowers that the entire planet would be a garden. Daffodils, chrysanthemums, bluebells, roses, black-eyed susans, morning glories, peonies-even the inner molten core would be full of flowers, although they’d all be dead, of course.

But the point is, if you could have a universe full of flowers or a universe full of scars, which one would you choose?

August 21 2014, 02:11 AM   •   2,760 notes   •   Via: writingsforwinter   •   Source: writingsforwinter
  • person: get your license
  • me: The Road Is A Terrifying Place And I Am Very Afraid To Drive
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MARIANA HARDWICK Classic Bridal Collection 2013

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MARIANA HARDWICK Classic Bridal Collection 2013

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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

 - Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via feellng)
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She was a feral creature living in the tree. When she decided to descend to earth, she transformed into a princess.

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So I’ve been attempting to take a hiatus from my newly finished manuscript. But I can’t seem to get the story and characters out of my head and I feel like I need to get it out. So I’m going to stop torturing myself and get writing instead. 

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hazelshaw:

Celebrities doing the ALS ice bucket challenge

wow im really happy that all of these wealthy people would prefer doing this than donating money to a charity that will save lives

Okay, I’m a stop you right there. Yes, the basis of the challenge is dump water on your head or donate. But what this challenge is meant to do is RAISE AWARENESS. People who see this end up wondering and then learning what ALS is. And who better to spread the message than celebrities?

People who do the challenge are also still asked to make a donation, and to pass on the challenge. This is good. These celebrities are raising awareness, spreading the message, and probably still donating. But hey, they’re horrible people because they participated in this right? It would ‘ve been better if they wrote a check and never told anyone about it at all.

fun reminder that lady gaga also did this and then donated $10,000 to the foundation and i doubt she’s the only one to do that so pls chill

Seriously, how many people out there had never even heard of ALS, or had only heard of it vaguely in passing before their favourite celeb participated?

And I’m willing to bet a huge number of them donated more than the $100 or whatever you have to donate if you refuse to do it. $100 is pocket change for a lot of these folks.

" As of Monday, August 18, The ALS Association has received $15.6 million in donations compared to $1.8 million during the same time period last year…These donations have come from existing donors and 307,598 new donors to The Association.” (x) You can bet your ass that most of those new donors came because of the celebrities. And once you’ve donated to a charity, chances are good that you’ll donate again. Oh, and sleepcastiel? Have you donated?

As someone who used to work in nonprofit fundraising, something like this is what can set up an organization financially for a very long time. One news story, one viral video, it can make an enormous difference to an organization. So much so, that most organizations are now looking for ways to make something go viral in hopes of getting this sort of response. 

When I worked for the humane society, there was one very high profile, terrible case of animal abuse in our community—it made the national news. Within DAYS, we raised our annual cruelty investigation budget because of that case and the coverage it got. 

This stuff matters. Those new donors, if ALSA even manages to retain 10% of them into next year, are going to have a profound effect on the organization.

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Battle not with monsters,
lest you become a monster
and if you gaze into the abyss,
the abyss gazes into you.

 - Friedrich Nietzsche (via mythaelogy)
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I have something to say
but I can’t say it.

So how about this, instead.
How about I never saw you coming.
Walking through July like
it was a ring of fire and then you.

You in all your morning glory.
You with the lighter fluid in your mouth.
You on my doorstep trying
to sell me a new security system,
smoke in your teeth.

I know the stories. Someone
is always leaving in them, so here,
take a copy of my keys.
Leave your coat. Make this harder
than it has to be. Make this
a disaster because you know I
live for that.

I was napping on the couch when
I dreamed that you got on a plane
and left.

I think it was a nightmare,
at least until you called from the
airport and begged me to come
meet you, then maybe stay forever.
I said yes.

And I know it’s not right,
to say things like this, so I’ll
only say it once.
Listen closely. Are you listening?
Bring your ear to my mouth.

I would follow you anywhere.
I would.
God, I would.

 - Caitlyn Siehl, What You’re Not Supposed to Say (via mythandrists)
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