(btw, this post is just going to be me recycling gifs from last year, since I'm actually
not home right now, and this is just a scheduled post I threw together before I left
soz about that, hope you enjoy anyway)
i know this isnt very 'christmas-y' but this was important okay xD
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also have this rly lame christmas playlist ive been listening to since september
I HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS,
AND A FANTASTIC HOLIDAY SEASON. I HOPE YOU'RE DRINKING
PLENTY OF HOT CHOCOLATE AND GOT TO CURL UP BY A FIRE
OR WHATEVER MAKES YOU FEEL AT HOME DURING THIS TIME
OF YEAR
HAPPY HOLIDAYS, EVERYONE. <3
D r i n k. Drink a glass of water. And another. And maybe just one more.
It’ll clear your skin as well as your mind and you’ll feel much better late at
night with a warm mug of tea in your hands after a long day.
E a t. Eat as much as your stomach can hold. Don’t listen to all the
things that cross your mind when you look at your thighs and growing fat.
You’re healthy. All those remarks you tell yourself are all lies. Don’t hide
your food and don’t throw it away. You’ll never make it out the door starving,
my dear.
W a s h. Wash your hair, wash your arms, and wash yourself from head to
toe. Darling, I know you hate looking at yourself in the mirror, but I promise
your feet aren’t as big as you tell yourself and you’ll grow into your nose one
day. Be proud of your vessel, and scrub it until it shines.
R e a d. Read, my dear. Visit the library every week. Read everything you
can get your hands on. Stay up late reading ‘just one more chapter’ and fall in
love with fictional characters while embarking on great journeys.
S m i l e. Smile at yourself in the mirror. Tell yourself it’s going to be
okay. Look at yourself in the mirror and say ‘I love body’ especially on the
days you don’t. Apologize to every piece of yourself you’ve ever hated. Brush
your hair and teeth and promise yourself that you’ll love yourself today.
D a n c e. The moment you’re home alone, put on your favorite CD and dance.
Around the couch, down the hallway, and into the kitchen. Twirl around in
circles and collapse in a laughing fit on your bed.
W r i t e. Write about your day, your feelings, your memories. Write about
the person who walked by your house today or the movie you saw last week, or
what grade you got on your test.
L i s t e n. Listen to music, even when you don’t feel
like dancing. Close your eyes and lay back and listen to your parents’ favorite
bands. Listen to other people. Ask what they’ve been doing lately for the sake
of listening to how they’ve been and really listen.
Darling, I
know you’re confused. I know you’re worried and scared and that nothing feels
like it’s going to get better. But guess what? We’re here now. We’re in a much
better place and everything is alright now. You’re safe.
You’re going
to learn a whole lot in the next couple years. I’ve still got a lot to learn
myself. But it’ll all be okay. One of the most important lessons you’ll learn
is how to take care of yourself. How to take time for yourself every once and a
while.
You’re going
to learn how to love yourself again.
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inspired by this and this and a whole mess of other things
About a year ago, in my English class, every unit we focused on a certain question and during the unit we were supposed to figure out how the stories we read and the lives we lived connected to the question. One unit I struggled when the question was along the lines of “how do words have meaning?” I didn’t do the greatest in that unit, and in attempt to recover from the many low C’s that I received when I couldn’t describe how words have power and meaning, I wanted to recap a moment from one of my vacations to answer the question, 'what does vulnerability mean to you?'
To me, vulnerability is standing 5,000 feet in the air, enclosed in a colossal cloud that hides the deadly precipice just feet away from my shaking knees without a hand to hold
Vulnerability is stumbling around in the mist, groping around for a strong branch to keep me upright, the shrubbery giving me a false sense of security, hiding me from the real danger
The Webster dictionary defines vulnerable as an adjective meaning ‘susceptible to physical or emotional attack or harm’, but it sounds so much less dangerous than it feels
To answer your question, Mr. P, and to reclaim the points I lost when I had let myself answer, unaware of what it’s like in the real world and how words can change someone and have more meaning than just their definition, experience is just one of the things that can give meaning to words.
Vulnerable is just one of the things I felt while crawling down the rugged path, but not in a million years could the Webster dictionary accurately describe how hard my heart was pounding, or the numbness and buzzing in my feet, or the knot in my stomach, just imagining what it would be like to suddenly trip if there happened to be a single twig out of place. My entire life I’ve told everyone and even myself that I wasn’t afraid of heights, but for just a moment, I knew what it was like to be truly afraid of falling to your death.
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Idk man. I don't know what this was. I just needed an excuse to use these pictures and to try and calm myself down while still thinking of how horrible I did in that unit a whole freaking year ago.
I wrote this about two months ago, but never really found the courage to actually post it because this really isn't my thing??? It doesn't even really make sense, but I hope you enjoy anyway. xD
Anyway, I also did this in video form, if that's your kinda thing. I apologize in advance for my voice. xD Also, I don't have the world's greatest mic, so it's really soft, so sorry about that too.
THANKS FOR READING WHATEVER THIS WAS
EAT LOTS OF FRUIT STAY HEALTHY KIDS
DRINK LOTS OF WATER STAY HYDRATED TOO
AND READ A WONDERFUL BOOK FOR ME.
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Btw, this was filmed near Mount Wai'Ale'Ale in Hawaii, 'one of the wettest spots on earth' (it really was, too). The video footage and all photos in this post are mine, and I'd really appreciate it if they weren't used without credit/permission Thank you!! ^_^
