“The planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers and lovers of all kinds.”
— Dalai Lama
I don’t know what it is about these type of dolls that just gives me joy...
If someone gifts me one of these I’d pass out from happiness...
Dark times all around but there are still people out there who love you
Do not hurt yourself, do not hurt others, get help, talk to someone, anyone. Humanity has survived before and we can do it now if we all just support each other. My country and my people let me down and endangered my life but there’s nothing I or anyone else can do about that so let’s try to spread the love that is so clearly lacking.
Breaks my heart
Just because we aren't seeing more posts about Palestine, doesn't mean the genocide has stopped. Let's keep Praying and speaking up for Gaza, Palestine.
It’s so upsetting to see how many people live the same heartbreaking reality. No child (no matter how old they are) should feel the burden of their parents negativity. No child should feel anger and pain because of their parents. It doesn’t have to be physical to effect you. I hope everyone finds healing and love no matter how hard it seems to be.
Some fathers are born miserable
I think
Or at least mine was
He had a rough childhood
He hardened his heart
Threw out his feelings- left unused
He stares at the world with dead eyes
Soon, he's gifted with children
You'd think kids would change him
But he remains a miserable man to this day
Dragging us through the muck of his pain
Allowing us to swallow his discomfort and agony
Instead of teaching us things
Like love and regulating feelings-the good, the bad, and the downright ugly
We learned how to be filled with rage and emptiness
How to yell until our voice bounces off the walls
Our faces red from our generational anger
We can't help but tether his suffering
To our bones
But as an "adult"
In her Wretched Twenties
Who sees him with fresh eyes
I will not be the keeper of my fathers' pain
here
THANK YOU 🤧💖
No one is probably going to see this and maybe no one is going to care but I’m so so tired and I hate always saying that. because I’m not ALWAYS like down and tired and sick of everything. there’s days where I smile so hard my cheeks hurt and I feel like the world is the best place to be and life’s amazing and I’m so happy and nothing has ever gone wrong in life.
but I feel something will go wrong and I start getting scared. Like I’m a little too happy and it’s scary because something will go wrong won’t it? like yes my dad is smiling and making jokes and he’s being attentive and he’s giving advice that’s actually nice and helpful and full of love….but how long will that last before he like you know like… before he does what he does like…
how long before everything goes to shit and life’s a grey and gloomy and everything in me is calling for me to run and run and never look back. Which I can never ever do because I’m trapped.
I feel
so so so
old