We are the girls with anxiety disorders, filled appointment books, five-year plans. We take ourselves very, very seriously. We are the peacemakers, the do-gooders, the givers, the savers. We are on time, overly prepared, well read, and witty, intellectually curious, always moving… We pride ourselves on getting as little sleep as possible and thrive on self-deprivation. We drink coffee, a lot of it. We are on birth control, Prozac, and multivitamins… We are relentless, judgmental with ourselves, and forgiving to others. We never want to be as passive-aggressive as our mothers, never want to marry men as uninspired as our fathers… We are the daughters of the feminists who said, “You can be anything,” and we heard, “You have to be everything.”
—Courtney Martin (via moscowmoney)
You don’t lack anything. Be confident and bold.
Upon reading these words, tears tripped over the rims of my eyes.
Maybe it’s because I wish I could believe that, but most of the time I can only see myself as mediocre. A stray cloud on a sunny day, ruining the eternal blue of the summer skies.
But I am not worthless. Mediocre maybe, but that can be solved. I still have hope.
I am not alone.
You are not alone.
We can be better, because we want to be better.
Because we deserve better.
Before you know it, you’re 20 years old and wondering what happened to that 13 year old girl and why did she spend so long hating herself? But you realize that 13 year old girl didn’t ever see herself to be 20, she didn’t think she would make it that far, but she did, and oh God, she’s so proud of herself for doing so.
—Please don’t ever give up. It may be a hard battle, but I promise it’s worth the fight for your life. You can do this. (via cats-tats-recovery)
1: You are not lazy, you are ill.
2: You are not selfish for taking care of yourself.
3: You are not arrogant for loving yourself.
4: It’s okay to feel sad, but it’s not okay to let the sadness win.
5: Your worth isn’t defined by if a person does or does not love you.
6: Do not put all of your happiness into one person. Ultimately you have to be your own hero.
7: A healthy person does not wish to be sicker. There is no such thing as “not sick enough”.
8: It’s okay to be alone every once in a while.
9: A bad day doesn’t equal a bad life.
10: Sometimes not giving into your addictions will make you feel worse in that moment than if you had given in, but honestly, the worst days in recovery are better than the best days in relapse.
11: Strategies and techniques are your new best friend.
12: Eating doesn’t mean you’re weak.
13: Not eating doesn’t mean you’re strong.
14: The words ‘f*ck it’ do come in handy once in a while.
15: Your feelings are valid simply because you’re feeling them. You do not need to justify yourself.
16: Never feel guilty for being sad because “someone has it worse than you”.
17: People are not perfect. They will offend you, hurt you and let you down from time to time, but this can be from lack of understanding; it does not mean that they don’t love you.
18: You are not a burden.
19: You have to learn to love yourself before you can fully love someone else.
20: Do not let your illness define or limit you.
21: Don’t be afraid to walk away from toxic relationships/friendships.
22: Do the things you love. Every. Single. Day.
23: It’s okay to be different.
24: Good things can, do, and will happen to you.
25: Recovery is not about being strictly happy, it’s about learning to become whole.
26: You cannot change the past, but you can learn from it. So stop analyzing it and wondering about what you could’ve or should’ve done. Learn to let go.
27: Letting go isn’t a one time thing, you need to do it over and over again.
28: The bad things people say about you, actually are reflections of what they think of themselves, not you.
29: Everything seems bad when it’s 3am.
30: You’re not worthless, you’re priceless.
31: One day this pain will all make sense to you. There are things you need to learn.
32: Ultimately it’s only your opinion of yourself that matters. Do what makes YOU happy.
33: U hella rad.
When I was in Ninth Grade, I won a thing.
That thing, in particular, was a thirty dollar Barnes & Noble gift certificate. I was still too young for a part-time job, so I didn’t have this kind of spending cash on me, ever. I felt like a god.
Drunk with power, I fancy-stepped my way to my…