#self worth
Have courage and always speak up for yourself…. ❤️
here are a few of the best relationship quotes I’ve come across over the years.
“you don’t have to sacrifice yourself in order to be loved” ~christieinge.com
“I mean I’m no expert but I’m pretty sure the dude making you cry every day isn’t your soulmate” ~unknown
“A soft reminder – Not everything that weighs you down is yours to carry” ~Juansen Dizon
“can we dead the idea that ‘no one will love you until you love yourself’ when it’s more like if you don’t recognize your own value you’re more likely to endure mistreatment that you don’t deserve” ~@afrhoes
“stop shrinking yourself to fit places you’ve outgrown” ~unknown
“Do not question an old love, a done love. Don’t touch it, search through it, rip it apart. Let it be what it was and put it away somewhere untouched. And then walk away from it into your own life. Let it hurt. Until it doesn’t.” ~unknown
“don’t light yourself on fire trying to brighten someone else’s existence” ~whisper
“Your relationship should be your place of peace…It should be the place where all armour comes off, egos are humbled and transparency reigns supreme” ~Rachel L
“Don’t let empathy force you into staying in spaces that poison your spirit, and drag your soul in the mud. You can leave whenever you want to. goodbyes can taste bitter in the moment, but the aftertaste can be so sweet” ~iambrillyant
let your devices be tools, not lifestyles. the internet is wonderful, but it shouldn’t be where you disappear to all day. try to only pick up your devices with an intended purpose in mind; don’t let the easy dopamine rush fool you into thinking browsing tumblr is any substitute for real life. your devices are tools whose usage you control, not the other way around.
Tw // anorexia (pro recovery)
i know you’re lonely. i know it feels comforting to slip into the same old familiar loneliness. the same religiously good hurt of refusing yourself the things you need and the space to heal. i know it feels beautiful to have something to worship. i know in this cold, confusing world, having goodness be safely defined as thinness within a community with whom you can push for that ideal feels like a comfort. i know it feels safe and familiar. but if you think that this is something that you can compartmentalize and keep safe tucked in a corner of your life, you can’t; and if you think it ever ends, or that your ideal is something you will ever reach, you’re wrong. this disorder is a parasite, and it will take over every corner of your life and every minute of your time and in the end, you will not be rewarded for it. no one will like you any better, least of all yourself; no one will thank you for hurting yourself like this; the world will not turn rose-coloured, your head will not clear and your perfect life will not materialize. you will come out of the end of the tunnel and you will have lost years of your life that you can never get back, and you will realize you were worshipping a false god the whole time. you will realize you never needed to change to wake up with a smile on your lips and birds singing in the window, you never needed to change to dance in the kitchen with your significant other or feel the warmth of another’s presence and laughter. if this made you doubt yourself at all, come and take my hand. i know the grave is comfortable, but don’t let yourself sleep yet.
tw // eating disorder (anorexia recovery)
i know you’re lonely. i know it feels comforting to slip into the same old familiar loneliness. the same religiously good hurt of refusing yourself the things you need and the space to heal. i know it feels beautiful to have something to worship. i know in this cold, confusing world, having goodness be safely defined as thinness within a community with whom you can push for that ideal feels like a comfort. i know it feels safe and familiar. but if you think that this is something that you can compartmentalize and keep safe tucked in a corner of your life, you can’t; and if you think it ever ends, or that your ideal is something you will ever reach, you’re wrong. this disorder is a parasite, and it will take over every corner of your life and every minute of your time and in the end, you will not be rewarded for it. no one will like you any better, least of all yourself; no one will thank you for hurting yourself like this; the world will not turn rose-coloured, your head will not clear and your perfect life will not materialize. you will come out of the end of the tunnel and you will have lost years of your life that you can never get back, and you will realize you were worshipping a false god the whole time. you will realize you never needed to change to wake up with a smile on your lips and birds singing in the window, you never needed to change to dance in the kitchen with your significant other or feel the warmth of another’s presence and laughter. if this made you doubt yourself at all, come and take my hand. i know the grave is comfortable, but don’t let yourself sleep yet.
You are not your failure
You are an undiscovered miracle.
You are not who you think you are.
You are smarter, stronger, and more brave than you think you really are.
Give yourself a chance to surprise yourself and the world.
You have a lot of undiscovered greatness inside of you.
So believe in yourself and be confident, for you can shine brighter and achieve higher.
just because someone else is succeeding, doesn’t mean you are failing. please keep that in mind.
“so important to realize that some feelings you carry aren’t necessarily ones that belong to you, but feelings connected to past or younger versions of you that felt unseen, unheard or unloved. certain feelings don’t just appear from thin air, they stem from unresolved energy.”
— iambrillyant
“no longer rushing what deserves time to bloom. no longer forcing what requires patience to attract. no longer looking outside of myself to measure my growth or progress, just slowly unearthing the parts of me that i had hidden and telling them that they deserve to be celebrated.”
— iambrillyant
“nothing compares to the flowers that bloom from all the work you put into yourself.”
— iambrillyant