sit in the sun without anything to do, feel the heat of the rays hit your skin, realize that this sunlight has travelled a very long way to reach you
walk around barefoot and try to feel as much of the ground under your feet as you can, notice every rock and blade of grass
sit quietly for a while and notice the touch of breath in your nostrils, feel how the air gets cooler as you inhale and warmer as you exhale
drive around aimlessly and blast some of your favorite songs, scream/sing along to them and feel the vibrations of your favorite lyrics as they change the air in your throat and around you, feel that the music is healing you from the inside out
stay away from alcohol or drugs for a few days, try to be as aware and present as you can in every moment, stop trying to numb or dull your senses
eat a few meals without any distractions, notice every bite and taste every flavor that covers your tongue, be grateful for it all
look up at the stars and the moon, understand how small we all are and how immense the universe is, realize what a miracle everything is, let your heart swell with amazement and admiration for life itself
ok this is actually cool bc doing all of this is a technique called “mindful thinking” that is extremely useful for people with anxiety disorders and dissociation disorders and stuff!
All my negative thoughts, my bad memories, my anger, my sadness, and my fear have become a shadow. A shadow that follows me, sits next to me, whispers, pokes. A shadow of me filled with darkness, sadness. A dementor draining my positivity, my hope, my fight, and my dreams. A shadow pushing me to search outside of myself for happiness. Pushing me to find the perfect person, pushing me to buy things, pushing me to constantly feel unfulfilled. That shadow is me and I am it. The shadow is just a little girl surrounded by darkness wanting to be loved. We have to come together, accept each other, and move on.
Being a girl in this world is honestly so strange like do u know how much we miss out on because we are scared? How much of the night We don’t get to see because walking around alone is too dangerous? Do u notice the way girls walk at night, and does your heart hurt when U see them quicken their pace and lower their gaze when men walk past? Mine does
“There are two kinds of summers:
The first is the innocent one. The one where freckles dance along your cheeks and the sun kisses your nose, causing it to become the brightest shade of pink. Where ice cream drips down to your elbows, trailing a path of deliciousness behind them. The one where you catch lightning bugs and put them in polka dot jars. The one where you watch the sunrise on the rocks in your striped pajamas.
The second is the wild one. The one where you drown yourself in hard alcohol as sand wedges its way between your toes. The one where you allow yourself to get lost in boys with sandy blonde hair and no name. The one where you ride your bike barefoot down the boulevard as you ignore your approaching curfew. The summer everyone wants but not everybody can handle.”