#new me
I am a sinner who’s been washed clean
The Lord has saved me from myself. I am a new person! My past has hurt people I love, my past has gotten rid of people I really didn’t want to lose, and my past has given me an identity. But how many of you know that God can change all that!
Because I carry God in my heart, I have learned to love those I don’t agree with. Because I carry God in my spirirt, I am a new person in him. Because I hold God’s hands in mine, I can restore in those hearts I have hurt.
Only with God I can do those things though! And only with God will I want to be!
Gotta say i don’t hate this new tumblr aesthetic
Happy May Month!
Im back bitches ❤️
To think Iv been away from this page for so long! Who here is still active? Im interested to hear from everyone what direction I should take this account hmmmm… Maybe I’ll start by proof reading my posts
I’ve counted my clothes!
After a small decluttering, my current wardrobe contains:
Bottoms
- 2 pairs of basic black trousers
- 2 pairs of shalwars
- 2 pairs of yoga pants
- 2 pais of shorts
- warm leggins
- boiler pants
- velvet sweatpants
- jeans pedal pushers
Tops
- 13 T-shirts
- 1 crop top
- 3 blouses
- 6 shirts
- 2 overalls
- 2 sweaters
- 3 hoodies
Underwear
- 27 pairs of socks (yes, I know)
- 4 bras
- 1 sports bra
- 17 pants
- tights
- 5 undervests
- 3 parts of pyjama
- 2 onesie
Outdoor clothing
- fur coat
- 2 winter coats
- jacket
- raincoat
- boiler suit
Accessories
- 1 pair of gloves
- 2 cups
- beanie
- winter hat
- scarf
- rucksack
- laptop bag
- bag
- suitcase
- 4 tote bags
- 2 sackpacks
Footwear
- 2 pairs of winter boots
- 2 pais of wedges
- sneackers
- 3 pairs of slippers
- flip-flops
- sandals
I’m still working on reducing my number of clothes. I’ve decluttered some worn out and torn pieces of clothing (turned it to rugs or threw away).
The list doesn’t include things I have decided to sell, so they are stored by me in different place. If I can’t sell them in 2 months - I’ll donate them. There are still clothes on the list that I almost don’t wear. I will decide what to do with them in the future. Now, I’m proud of myself that I let go to so many clothes.
I’m looking forward to making similar list in the future and comparing it ;)
If you want to share with me some tips feel free to do it! Brainstorms are the best!
Who gives a fucK!!!
Certainly not me. :)
its 2019 baby
Its almost the end of the year and we’re all ‘reflecting’ at the end of another 365 days.
At the beginning of 2016 I made the decision to not set a list of resolutions to accomplish by the end of the year because quite frankly setting such resolutions for the end of the year only sets you up for failure. Instead, I decided that each morning I wake up I will write a list of things to accomplish…
2022 is going to look a lot like 2021 unless you have managed to get out of your comfort zone.
So I created my 2022 vision board but…I haven’t printed out the pictures yet. Nor did I type out my year plan. Hopefully this weekend it would be done. But for now, here’s a sneak peek into my Pinterest board. ♥️
Broke: Worrying about running into people you haven’t seen in months/years
Woke: Not worrying about that because you change your face so much you know damn well they ain’t gonna recognize you
//24.02.2022// tc, depression, anxiety - 4 years later
Well… hi? Is anyone here?
There’s no chance that this post will reach people who knew me 3, 4, 5 years ago. But I just feel the need to look back to my tc years from time to time.
I posted here for the first time in 2018 when i fell for my teacher, but i won’t be telling this silly story once again, you can just check my #tcc tagged posts. What I wanted to focus on is the mental health matter.
While reading my old posts i feel like helping the old me. Two years of crushing on a teacher, two other years of missing her and just a year of curing my mental illness. You know, as a kid I had no idea that i didnt think stright not becouse of so-called “forbidden love”, but due to depressive thoughts and anxiety. I felt so hopeless and lonely that my mind just picked a person to fixate on. Neither me nor her had bad intentions. And now, as an adult, I can’t really remember if i acted like a psycho or not.
I’ve been curing my disorders (depressive moods, anxiety, derealisation) for a year now and im shocked that I made it through back in 2017-2019. If it hadn’t been for the good people i met (including my tc), i’d have been dead.
And even though so many years passed I still dream of explaining everything to her and i know it’s where my ego takes control over common sense. But i just feel fucking bad for what i’ve done and said and that i could be perceived as crazy. I wish I could wash my stupid childhood acts off and tell her that she was and always will be great. But texting her would only make it all look worse so i just keep silent.
My message: If u feel depressed, stressed, s*icidal - please, do it for me and seek help before it gets worse. There is NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU. It’s an illness that can be cured.
To all people i met here when i needed help - i love you,
forbidden-feelingsss
So I’ve Read all your messages and requests and know your all dying for some new stuff I’ve been working hard on my body and think it’s about time to show it off so hope your all ready to see the new me
OH!! Thank for my 1,000 Followers on 1st January 2021. Isn’t that great!!
I will be posting more inspirational interior design and architecture for everyone. Cheers for 2021 Stay safe & healthy!!!
