Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
STEPHANIE BRIARHe’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
More Stephanie Briar Quotes
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Our memories lurch to a reluctant halt in their funeral march, so I can pour salt over them one last time.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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When I was a child, I used to fear monsters under the bed. I have since learned that most monsters are found within. And they are always worth fighting.
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I was looking for you in all the places our love used to be. When all along I should have been looking for me.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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Let yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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Emotion = Energy in motion.
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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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Anxiety is living with an apple on your head and you imagine that everyone you know stands watching with a bow to shoot an arrow at it.
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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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To the oppressed with no seat on the table; dreaming of change and better days, I will pull up a chair, and light fires in your name.
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In my dreams you conjure me like a spell in the night. Let us haunt one another with uneasy peace, and die burning alive.
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I would throw down roots with you if I ever had the chance. We’d grow strong in tender shoots, and bloom in burning hands.
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