“Breathe. You’re going to be okay. Breathe and remember that you’ve been in this place before. You’ve been this uncomfortable and anxious and scared, and you’ve survived. Breathe and know that you can survive this too. These feelings can’t break you. They’re painful and debilitating, but you can sit with them and eventually, they will pass. Maybe not immediately, but sometime soon, they are going to fade and when they do, you’ll look back at this moment and laugh for having doubted your resilience. I know it feels unbearable right now, but keep breathing, again and again. This will pass. I promise it will pass.” — Daniell Koepke
(Source: internal-acceptance-movement, via anewme88)
(Source: corsicans, via beautyschoolxdropout)
I don’t like walking around this old and empty house.
I feel like all my answers are in Europe.
Alcohol.
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It’s funny, how when I start considering what other people would think about how I act, what I like, or what I publicize, my motivation shifts to please these perceptions.
When I worry only about what I think, I am much less stressed. I am at peace and contentment.
This summer is about achieving this peace more consistently. This is a therapeutic summer for me. I’m going to do only the things I want to do.
I’m going to give myself as much “me time” as I please. I am going to work on my health and my happiness. Most importantly, I am going to work on my perception of myself.
No more negativity in my life.
No more negative thoughts about me, from me.
Chest, triceps, shoulders.
Biceps, lats, abs.
Legs.
Woke up at 8, Sean got me coffee, we drove to Portland. Came back, I did some research on grad schools, laughed at funny things on the Internet. Around five my Sean and I took a nap. Woke up, ate dinner and relaxed, we’re about to run and lift here soon. Today was perfect.
Masturbation for women is like eating carrots. You don’t feel like doing it, but you know it’s good for you.