Dream Life

                                       The sound of two people ignoring each other The sound of no one being there for another The sound of eerie nothingness engulfing the air The sound of no one even bothering to care The sound of wind blowing everything away The sound of the pain you go through everyday The sound of everything that is unknown The sound of being completely alone The sound of thinking quietly inside The sound of being left behind The sound of trying not to cry The sound of wishing you could die The sound of silence can't be heard Just like the soft swift wings of a bird The sound of silence can seem unreal The sound of silence is something you feel The sound of silence Soft yet shril The sound of silence I think Can kill

 Healing is uncomfortable. It is a long journey. It is upwards and downwards and taking 5 steps forward and 3 step back. It involves tears and pain and lots of struggle-but it gives you so much back. Lessons. Growth. Wisdom. Closure. Healing isn't like the process of an external scar being replaced with new skin. It's more like a broken ceramic glass being glued together with love, lessons and people.  You will heal through broken hearts and healthy relationships. You will heal through jobs and careers and friendships. You will heal as you adventure through life. You will heal as you leave the country, start a new adventure and give up an old love.  You will keep healing and healing. And it probably won't stop even when you're older. You will just get wiser. You will just get stronger. Healing won't act as an anesthetic that makes you numb. Instead, it will bring the pain to you and teach you how to live with it. That's what healing will do.         ...

                                  Few people come to therapy because they feel empty inside. It's not a disorder in and of itself like anxiety or depression. Nor is it experienced by most people as a symptom that interferes  with their lives. It's more a generic feeling of discomfort, a lack of being filled up that may come and go. Some people experience it physically, as an empty space in their belly or chest. Others experience it more as an emotional numbness. You may have a general sense that  you're missing something that everybody else has, or that you're on the outside looking in. Something just isn't right, but it's hard to name. It makes you feel somehow set apart, disconnected,  as if you're not enjoying life as you  should.     I have found that most emotionally neglected people who come to therapy for anxiety, depression,  or family- related problems, for ex...

                                           i know now that this is how it works you don't get to keep everyone in your life forever there are some people that are just meant to be a sunrise for you a light to pull you out of darkness there are friends, lovers, relationships that are seasonal and no matter how deep of a conversation you had with that person at 2 am no matter how deep of a conversation you had with that person at 2 am no matter how much you shared your heart even if you can still draw the lines of their smile like the map of a too familiar road in the back of your mind there almost always comes a time to move on a time to let go and regardless of the letting go i just wanted you to know you're always going to feel a little bit like home to me no matter how temporary it is still beautiful that i got to call so many hearts my home

                                                    I'm slowly learning that even if I react, it won't change anything, it won't make people suddenly love and respect me, it won't magically change their minds. Sometimes it's better to just let things be, let people go, don't fight for closure, don't ask for explanations, don't chase answers and don't expect people to understand where you're coming from. I'm slowly learning that life is better lived  when you don't center it on what's happening around you and center it on what's happening inside you instead. Work on yourself and your inner peace.

                                          Who told you that your shyness doesn't make you strong? Who told you that the way you are is limited and wrong? Inside you lies a silent strength that rests behind your eyes. It can notice people bluffing and can see between two lies. Your quiet is a shield with which you guard a loyal heart, and in a world full of false-heartedness the way you guard it is an art. Shyness doesn't mean that you don't live your life out loud; it means that you have strength and for that I hope you're proud.

                                   The world is filed with people who, no matter what you do, will point blank not like you. But it is also filled with those who will love you fiercely. They are your people. You are not for everyone and that's ok. Talk to the people who can hear you. Don't waste your precious time and gifts trying to convince them of your value, they won't  ever want you're selling. Don't convince them to walk alongside you. You'll be wasting both  your time and theirs and will likely inflict unnecessary wounds, which will take precious time to heal. You are not for them and they are not for you; politely wave them on and continue  along your way. Sharing your path with someone is a sacred gift; don't cheapen this gift by  rolling yours in the wrong direction.

                                     they warn us to not make homes out of people. they say it will hurt too much while the're gone. but what are these beating hearts good for if not to be a place for others to belong? my heart is a home with many rooms with empty spaces for people to stay, and sometimes we are lucky and find ones who remain with us even when they are away. i'm forever making homes out of people, scattering bits of myself in the ones i trust. and yes, it's messy but trust me it's better than keeping them to myself collect dust. there are parts of others you need to take care of and parts of yourself you need to give, and while missing people is like being homesick, i think this is how we are meant to live. because we all have certain people that for some reason feel like the safety of home. it's true that withoutt them you might feel lonely but at least you are not doing life ...

                                    like winning the lottery/ or finding God in your sock drawer. I think love is something that happens to other people nebulous, distant, an invention of the movies; I think love is like death/as in, it happens to everyone/ to you, until it happens/ to you, and then where else could you be but in love? Where else could you be but in the belly of the beast, ? that oozing cavern where people go in fairy tales? I think love is a creation. I think maybe you shape it with your hands, I think maybe you find it stuck in your molars, I think maybe it comes to you when you're in the shower, your face tilted towards the water while your mind melts somewhere else, I think maybe we've all been naming it wrong. You know that love? That falling-to your-knees love? That where'd - the water-go love? That hold-me-close-I'll-never-leave-I-know-your-favorite- coffee-creamer love? Tha...