24 years old. Queer. Indiana/New York. BA in Gender Studies. Counseling student. Germanophile, writer, reader (see my books here), feminist, runner, writer, lover, Nerdfighter. More about me :) In recovery from an eating disorder & PTSD, living with depression. Trigger warnings always apply, please take gentle care. What's up, babycakes?
today: breakfast/hang out with Mom and brother, share comic con photos, etc! shower. dress in warm sweater. head to high school homecoming(s) with family. lunch with Friend S hopefully? hang out with Friend T. home. tidy room. dinner. Skype. bed early.
The song running through my head today.
Closer to Fine - Indigo Girlswell darkness has a hunger that’s insatiable
and lightness has a call that’s hard to hear
I wrap my fear around me like a blanket
I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it
I’m crawling on your shores
Scrolling through the bestie's music library and I come across Come To My Window by Melissa Etheridge.
When have I ever before been so unsurprised?
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
-Marianne Williamson (via eternalplayground)
My brother’s college girlfriend (whom I adored and looked up to — she double-majored in Drama and Chemistry, she had two different colored eyes, she wore multicolored sweaters and perfect-fitting jeans and ankle boots, she listened to all kinds of music, she sang…oh I miss her) had this quote on her wall in her dorm room, and she would read it out loud to me. I love it.