A part of being an adult is living with regret and not allowing it to consume you. The older you get, the more mistakes you’ve made, opportunities you’ve missed, people you’ve disappointed. And every day you have to remind yourself to be kind and forgiving of yourself. You accept and love the you from the past and understand that it’s all a part of the process. Then you move on and live your best life, knowing now as old as you feel today, you’ll never be this young again.
A series of events need to take place in order for the circumstances to be right for you to get where you’re going. You have to trust that. Meanwhile, keep preparing for what you know is yours.
My therapist told me to post this lol
[image description: a five panel comic done in a cute cartoon style and a limited palette of black line art colored with shades of pink. The comic features a cat like bipedal creature with triangular pointed ears, a furry spiky jawline, and a short curled tail. It is colored in a peach pink with darker pink stripes. The panels have a pastel pink background. There is also handwritten black all caps text inside the panels. The first panel shows the creature being handed a bowl of steaming soup. Text reads: “it’s okay to be taken care of”. In the second panel the creature sleeps on the floor with his eyes shut. Text reads: “it’s okay to rest when I’m hurting”. The third panel is the creature sitting with a steaming mug of tea. Text reads: “my worth isn’t determined by my productivity”. The fourth panel is the creature staring down at the mug in his hands. Text reads: “I tell myself that, anyways”. The fifth panel is the creature sipping at the tea with his eyes closed. Text reads: “maybe one day I can believe it”. End description.]
you don’t always have to be on a conquest for self growth or constantly be on a mission to achieve happiness. it’s okay to be a person who experiences emotions. you can endure the most gut wrenching feelings and be screaming and crying on your bedroom floor, and still recognize that it’s temporary and not a setback in your path to healing. That, my love, is the goal. That is true peace: understanding that your emotions are not to be pathologized, but simply a part of the human expirence; reassuring yourself that your body is equipped to handle intense situations. Let yourself be a person. I love you.
