It happens suddenly. One day, your parents don’t pick you up any more.
NIKITA GILLSurvival is ugly. Healing is messy. Self-love is complicated. It is your hardest days as much as your best days that help you grow. All of this is part of being human.
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All my childhood heroes lived on the page. Now they live in me.
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People are going to betray you the way Judas betrayed Jesus, the way Brutus betrayed Caesar, and you will love them anyway.
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The truth is, any hardship is bearable if you have someone to share it.
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I am trying to stop being the ashes that you left behind.
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The bad new is, what was shattered may never be possible to rebuild. The good new is, what you make in its place will be better than what was destroyed.
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She takes her life and starts turning it into something beautiful without him. She learns how to love herself in the most intricate of ways. She goes out and spends time with her friends when she is lonely. She learns to love her alone.
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What I have spent in mourning is the price I have paid for my healing.
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A war is still a war even if it is inside your head, did you know this?
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I hope you never doubt again that even when you are in pain, that you are a miracle, that every part of you is incredible.
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And darling, I hope your remember to kiss the ghosts goodnight. They are only older versions of you that you have had to discard and forget.
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Ghosts of the person you used to be are so proud of who you are, they live on inside you applauding you for living on despite your scars.
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You can strive to be perfect. Or you can strive to be art.
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We remember that family is not just those of blood. But also those we choose to love.
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Lies are often truth-shaped. They’re only containers you must turn inside out and shake till the truth tumbles out, wide eyed and confused, blinking in a light it never thought it would see.
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You are a dangerous collection of all my favorite things. An old soul, a heart of gold, and hands that make my body sing.
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