leccamarina:I typed this a week ago. I was going to trash it, but didn’t. Instead, I decided t

leccamarina:

I typed this a week ago. I was going to trash it, but didn’t. Instead, I decided to post it here. It’s written on the back of a birthday card from my grandmother. Nothing about it is polished or perfect. It’s not pretty. Or easy. And sometimes neither am I.
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I want to be able to say: I am sad today. Things are heavy, but it’s ok. I want vulnerability to be my strength, not my weakness. The world needs more of that kind of silent bravery. Even if it’s as simple as posting the messy and uncurated versions of me. Even if I think sometimes I’ve written all the words I’m ever going to write.
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We’re more than the pretty photos and hashtags. I think we can be the typos, and the silence, and the sadness, too.