this is my blog so I’m posting something personal for a change.
when I hit my lowest of lows, I make lists.
Here’s just one from November.
Comfort List
(things that always make me feel secure; cannot involve people)
It’s really refreshing and relieving to know I have gotten so much better since then. At the same time, it’s nice to know that there are some places that comfort always resides within, even when time won’t tick fast enough to do its healing.
I guess I just wanted this here to remind myself that things will always get better and that it’s not worth staying afraid, it’s not worth worrying your little head off, but it is worth taking chances. Even if you fuck so horribly up, it’s going to be okay.
Just let it.