Pressure gone either make you fold or make you go harder. Me? Iβma figure it tf out every time. I ainβt never had my hand out. Ainβt never begged, used nobody, or stepped on a mf to get where tf I am. Itβs IN me, not ON me. A lot of yβall canβt relate. π₯±ππ
Everyone shut up I just learned a new word:
Eremition
(eh-ruh-mish-un)
The act of gradually fading from the lives of others, not out of malice, but a desire for solitude or renewal.
When you think things are starting to get better,but then you feel that same familiar wave of agony making you realise this feeling would never really disappear.
Nobody tells you how hard it is to rewire your brain so you can allow amazing things to happen you you after so much trauma or hurt . Blessing exist , good people exist , a soft life exists . Let it happen .
Canβt nobody ever gaslight me into thinking Iβm a bad person. I have my ways & I have my days, but Iβm solid & my love is real & genuine every step of the way.
It feels so heavy when someone misunderstands you and you're unable to tell them that it's not like how they think it is. It's like you're carrying this big weight inside your chest, wanting to explain, wanting to clear things up, but the words just don't come out right