my luteal phase is the only time of the month where i genuinely have to remind myself that maybe i don’t actually need to die, cut everyone off, move to another country, or cry for four hours because of a tiktok i saw.
she is my sun and my moon,
the warmth that wakes my heart,
and the light that finds me in the dark.
even when i cannot reach you,
i know you’re still there,
like the sun beyond the clouds,
like the moon beyond the night,
always shining,
always loved.
two years ago, i would’ve turned to drugs or alcohol the second life got hard. now, even through one of the hardest times of my life, i haven’t. healing isn’t always loud. sometimes it’s not going back to the things that once had a hold on you. i’m proud of how far i’ve come.
Seven dogs stolen from their owners have gone viral after escaping from an illegal transport truck and making their way home.
They traveled around 17 km together, led by a corgi across highways and fields, now safely back with their respective owners..🐶🐾🥺❤️