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Knowing I can’t give you everything you deserve is breaking me apart

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This is a little spell jar I did to promote my own self love and self care! This is not something that I plan to bury, but rather keep in my space as a reminder to continue my journey of loving and caring for myself. It was such a nice uplifting experience to make💕

💖Materials💖

🌸 A glass jar of your choosing that can be sealed with a cork or lid
🌸 Fire proof container, incense burner, mortar and pestle
🌸 Rose quartz
🌸 Self love sigil
🌸 Rose and frankincense incense for love and peace from insecurity and anxiety
🌸 Cinnamon
🌸 Nutmeg
🌸 Dried rosemary
🌸 Dried rose petals or rosebuds
🌸 Sugar
🌸 Pink Himalayan salt
🌸 Pink candle

💖What to do💖

🌸 Burn the incense and self love sigil
🌸 Combine with mortar and pestle and pour into jar
🌸 Add the following into the jar in this order: cinnamon, nutmeg, rosemary, sugar, pink salt and then top up with rose petals/buds
🌸 Cleanse and charge your rose quartz, hold it in your hands and think loving thoughts about yourself then add into jar
🌸 Create a list of things you love/enjoy about yourself
🌸 Light pink candle, look into the flame and read your list aloud
🌸 Put cork on the jar and seal with the candle wax
🌸 Charge overnight in moonlight and place jar somewhere you will see it often

Let me know if you make this and how it works out for you!! Love, light and blessings my dear friends 💖

I’m proud.

… that I could faint because of staying too long in the shower


… that I could starve until I see the lights flicker


… that I could throw up even the tiniest bit of my dinner


… that I could cut the words in my arms “Kill her.”


… that no one sees my struggle, for it means I am only getting stronger, that they are wrong, that I’m not wrong, that I could continue killing myself


slowly…


slowly…


help me. (not)


My scars are getting bigger, the cuts are getting deeper, and my smiles are getting warmer.


Closer…


closer…


I’m no longer ashamed.


The number is going down.


And so is my life draining down the sink like my breakfast in the toilet bowl.


Call me home.


Because here I know, I don’t belong.

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