It seems very chaotic right now. I mean it has been; and maybe the lack of chaos allows my brain to be chaotic in itself.
My mind has needed this. I'm worn out and exhausted, I'm hurting, I'm extreme, I can't focus; but even when it seems like it's worse, its only the beginning of getting better.
I don't need to be happy- happy is overrated; It's unrealistic, moments of happiness are (however you might define that). Neutral yet variable is natural. Its real.
My pain is motivation, and finding myself is a long path to loving me. I do love myself, more than ever. It is necessary to feel everything that comes to me. Acceptance.
I am just preparing for battle...I know more about why everyday, I am not meaningless, my existence in this universe is not meaningless.
About the Creator
Eve
Welcome to my page!
Most of my writing here consists of destruction, recovery and the in-between. I hope that these words will open the understanding of the psyche within.
CW; Abuse, Eating disorders, SA, Mental illness, Suggestive content.
Miss Persephone's Manual to a Seemingly Ordinary Life
Miss Persephone was found at the dining table, her blue eyes swollen, her tears arriving and retreating like the tides of the ocean. Earlier that day, her family had visited her in the retirement home where she had lived for eight years. It was her eightieth birthday.
By Imola Tóth5 days ago in Fiction
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