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Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.
Anne Lamott (via awelltraveledwoman)
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lemonysnicketlibrary:

Dear Eyewitness,
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lemonysnicketlibrary:

Dear Eyewitness,

If you are looking at this on purpose, welcome.  Crucial information regarding Lemony Snicket’s new book series, All The Wrong Questions, including the newest volume, “Shouldn’t You Be In School?”, can be found by following this secret tumblr.

This information is for authorized use only and should only be reblogged by those with internet access.

If you are reading this by accident, there is nothing to see here.  Move along. Perhaps you’ll find something of interest by clicking any of these links:

Barnes & Noble | Indiebound | iBooks

Have you ever felt so drained and so desperate for someone to love on you a just a little but didn’t know it because your life is this treadmill your stuck on where you just keep going and going running yourself ragged but you don’t even know it because if you stop for even a second you know you’ll fall off, crash, and burn. Then suddenly someone comes along, maybe even a stranger at times, sees your pain and without asking or hesitating grabs you and holds in their arms. And before you can even think to question what’s happening you become overwhelmed by the flood of emotions. And while your face is buried into your unexpected comforter’s warm embrace you’re shocked at just how much you desperately needed this hug and silently plead don’t let it end because I’m not ready yet. Then when it eventually does come to an end you look up through tears and snot meeting their eyes with nothing but inexpressible gratitude… The right hug at the right time can be powerfully healing. Love on someone today. You never know how much it could help.

Have you ever felt so drained and so desperate for someone to love on you a just a little but didn’t know it because your life is this treadmill your stuck on where you just keep going and going running yourself ragged but you don’t even know it because if you stop for even a second you know you’ll fall off, crash, and burn. Then suddenly someone comes along, maybe even a stranger at times, sees your pain and without asking or hesitating grabs you and holds in their arms. And before you can even think to question what’s happening you become overwhelmed by the flood of emotions. And while your face is buried into your unexpected comforter’s warm embrace you’re shocked at just how much you desperately needed this hug and silently plead don’t let it end because I’m not ready yet. Then when it eventually does come to an end you look up through tears and snot meeting their eyes with nothing but inexpressible gratitude… The right hug at the right time can be powerfully healing. Love on someone today. You never know how much it could help.

Today was the most uneventful day I’ve had in a few weeks. And not in a bad way either. I actually had a decent night’s rest for once without nightmares. I didn’t go out anywhere and I didn’t see anyone. I didn’t have the urge to harm myself or anyone else. The only voices I heard today came from my tv. My first thought when I saw myself in the mirror wasn’t disgust. I didn’t relapse or have thoughts of relapsing.
I baked cookies and played skyrim.

I know those things may not seem exciting to anyone else but I’ve been going through a lot lately and I’m thankful for the calmness of today.