“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”—Jim Morrison (via feellng)
if ur scared ur gonna die from a Muslim extremist attack in Australia I don’t even care who u are grow the fuck up n learn to critically analyse politicians and their huge bullshit there is literally no reason to raise the terror level except islamaphobia get the fuck out of my face
This is a reminder for you. You are loved. You are special. It is okay to cry and scream. It is okay to be home from school if you feel anxious or need to be alone and cry all day or if you just got three hours of sleep. You are strong even if you relapsed in your recovery. You are worthy even if all you did today was just lying in bed and watch netflix. You are a great person even if you have said or done some stupid things. You deserve the feeling of loving yourself.
Anxiety is literally the scariest thing ever because it’s always changing. You think you’ve figured out what makes you anxious and how your body reacts to anxiety and BOOM it changes. Suddenly you’re afraid to go in the grocery store. Suddenly the shaking turns into a tightness in your chest or the feeling that your throat is closing. That’s the scariest thing about anxiety, I think. The fact that its face is always changing.
“For everything in this journey of life we are on, there is a right wing and a left wing: for the wing of love there is anger; for the wing of destiny there is fear; for the wing of pain there is healing; for the wing of hurt there is forgiveness; for the wing of pride there is humility; for the wing of giving there is taking; for the wing of tears there is joy; for the wing of rejection there is acceptance; for the wing of judgment there is grace; for the wing of honor there is shame; for the wing of letting go there is the wing of keeping. We can only fly with two wings and two wings can only stay in the air if there is a balance. Two beautiful wings is perfection. There is a generation of people who idealize perfection as the existence of only one of these wings every time. But I see that a bird with one wing is imperfect. An angel with one wing is imperfect. A butterfly with one wing is dead. So this generation of people strive to always cut off the other wing in the hopes of embodying their ideal of perfection, and in doing so, have created a crippled race.”— C. JoyBell C. (via purplebuddhaproject)
Joan Rivers was not a kind person. She tore people apart and called it comedy. She wished death upon others, made fun of women who were abused, and made offensive punchlines out of everyone in the media.
I would never say I am glad someone is dead. But I’m also not gonna pretend that she was a good person just because she’s gone.