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can be emotionally laborious but it is almost always worth it imo. telling someone how they made you feel is an act of kindness both to yourself and to the person who made you feel shitty. people will often surprise you with their responses
Feb 17, 2024
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last night i had a difficult conversation with someone and i was able to fully say how they made me feel: mad, sad, etc. and i told them what i wished for even though i knew it wasn’t what they wanted.
after you get past the fear, keeping things to yourself is so much harder than being honest.
and both people feel so much better regardless of what was said<3 proud of myself !
Apr 18, 2025
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after being raised in a context where you were taught to be hard on yourself, leaning into self-compassion as a way of life in adulthood is truly powerful. hold yourself accountable and give yourself grace when you flounder, both are needed.
Mar 3, 2024
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my therapist made me do this once and it was absolutely brutal… so many tears and compassion just comes flooding in… if you are ever finding your inner voice to be too mean and harsh this works so well i’m so serious
Feb 25, 2024
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Spring always brings it out of me. The buds on the trees! The breezy warmth! The tulips appearing where there was once only a small patch of dirt for dogs to piss on! Everything is incredible and awesome and absurd and I’m always so grateful for the moments I can get past my own relatively small problems to stand in awe of the world :,)
Apr 12, 2024
you choose a decade and a country and it gives you obscure music from that time and place. built from the private collections of djs and crate diggers all over the world, there are so many gems on here. bonus roadtrip game–play a song and make your car mate guess the country/decade
Feb 20, 2024
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I have lots and generally stopped overthinking them after my first one. In theory, permanently marking your body is seen as an eternal commitment that carries a ton of weight, but I’ve really benefitted from flipping that on its head and using tattoos as a practice to remind myself of the impermanence of life and of my body (we’re all going to die :)). Now I give them to myself with needles from amazon, I let friends tattoo me, I get them on a whim when I’m traveling. I think a lot of people are scared of carrying physical markers of all the different people they’ve been (myself included), but I think doing so is actually a great practice in self acceptance—carrying all those versions of you, on you, all the time, baring them for others to see. The ones I got 4 years ago that I wouldnt get today don’t bother me even though I no longer resonate with them; they’re a personal history of sorts. And because of the whole death thing, all tattoos are temporary :)
Mar 25, 2024