i am enough.

I believe in slowing down to catch your breath before you actually hit the breaking point where your body falls apart. 

I believe in pushing yourself to the limit, lungs screaming, muscles shaking, heart beating into your skull limit, but in doing so, recognizing that there is, indeed, a limit. 

I believe that while hard work and perseverance can push that limit into eternity, it’s impossible to do it all at once in one breath. 

I believe in prophylactic sick days. 

I believe in cookies and photos and shirts with skulls on them. 

I believe in birthdays and catching up and celebration just because. 

I believe that I am enough. 

"All I have is this,
this and you and the belief
that we are enough."

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

(via tylerknott)

"You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again."

Azar Nafisi (via)

when i first saw this quote i thought, ‘yes, this. i understand this.’

but reading it again just now i’m realizing that, yes, i still understand this thought, this feeling, but it no longer speaks to me in the same way. i’ll miss the people and place, for sure, always, but the person i am…i won’t miss her because i am her, and i will be her, and even as i’ll never be exactly this way ever again, i will continue to be me, continue to strive to be my best version of me, and that, that is enough. i am enough. 

(Source: paradoxicalsentiments, via thatkindofwoman)

I am what I am.

(Source: rexysdayoff)

sometimes when i’m feeling ALL OF THE FEELINGS i have trouble thinking or speaking clearly because of the sheer power of my emotional body flooding my neurons and synapses and logical thought with chemicals and hormones, and i feel a little bit like a crazy person.

when i was much much younger my mom told me that i had either a talent or a curse because i could, almost always, find exactly the thing to say that would really get to a person. the first time she said it i didn’t really know what she was talking about, but eventually, as i grew and became more self-aware, i began to realize that sometimes, often, when my emotions took over i said things to people and it was like a switch flipped and we were no longer playing the same game. i slowly began to realize the impact we all have on each other and how to think before i spoke, and that just because words flashed before my eyes, that didn’t mean that i should say them. 

i got better at controlling my emotions too…that one took a while, and yes, sometimes i still am powerless against myself.

sometimes, in those moments (or after them) of overwhelming emotion, i am reminded of this quote: 

“It is better to be violent, if there is violence in our hearts, than to put on the cloak of non-violence to cover impotence. Violence is any day preferable to impotence. There is hope for a violent man to become non-violent. There is no such hope for the impotent.”
Mahatma Gandhi

because sometimes swirling emotions feel just that; violent. and in that violence of emotions i can try to harness them, to maintain non-violence, but even when i can’t, i would rather let that violence erupt out of me than to give in to the hopelessness of spiritual impotence. 

in my life, i try very hard to be a good person. i try to treat others as i would want to be treated - with kindness and love and understanding and a recognition that i can never know their struggle but that i can understand that everyone struggles and humans are imperfect and we all make mistakes and, for the most part, we’re all just doing the best we can, and that’s enough. 

"I want to meet a woman that will make me stop and listen to what she has to say. I want a woman who will make my jaw drop in awe. A woman that has little time for me. One who does not throw herself at me. One who respects herself who has a sense of herself. Where is she?"

Henry Rollins (via caitbearpig)

I will never be this woman. I used to want to be. To have the cool confidence and the air of aloofness.

But that’s just not me.

I live passionately.

Emotionally.

When I love, I love with abandon.

And I have learned that shouldn’t be something to apologize for; it should be something to strive for. Because I do respect myself. I do have a sense of myself. And this woman he speaks of, who makes his jaw drop in awe, who has little time for him, this woman just isn’t me.

(via thelandlockedmariner)

minaxbina:aggi:(via summershoegal)

indeed.