22 || Nursing Student💉 • Writer/Blogger • #Spoonie w/ Undiagnosed POTs • Advocate for Invisible Illnesses 🌻💕|| Ohio Christian University 19'❥. SpoonFullOfSalt@wordpress.com SpoonsNSalt@twitter.com
I think many of us need a space for softness, kindness and warmth these days. It’s so easy to fall into nihilism and hopelessness the way things are now, and difficult to remember that we’ve still got eachother. You deserve a space to recharge and feel loved and welcome.
“My solitude is sacred. I won’t let anyone take it from me anymore—”
— Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, from “Rien ne va Plus,”
“I always felt like I saw things differently. Saw things other people didn’t.”
“I am not afraid of being alone. Indeed, in small doses, I find it a relief—the presence of people I love overburdens my heart. The times when I think of them from a distance are restful breaks.”
— Simone de Beauvoir, tr. by Justin O’Brien, from “The Woman Destroyed,”
“I create entire romances in my dreams.”
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, from White Nights (via russianist)
Your definition of a flare-up doesn’t have to be the same as someone else
You might flare every day for a month and then have a month of a break
That doesn’t make your illness less valid
We’re all just trying to get through each day, don’t waste time comparing yourself to others.
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When pushing yourself too far is an everyday occurrence, the lines between flare up and new normal get blurred
