SettleUpples

𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏.𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦.

I don’t make good memes—I make ones that make me laugh. … Maybe you’re not missing.Maybe you’re just waiting for someone who sees your shape and understands how you fit.

I once thought being strong meant being quiet.It turns out it often meant being afraid.I carried weight without naming it. I thought that was love.It kept me hidden from the people who mattered most. I “protected” others from truths I thought would hurt them. It made us strangers. I’m learning to say the truer thing…

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡.Not because it’s easy. Not because it stopped hurting.But because something inside you still wants to be here.Still wants to try.Not for them. Not for applause.Just… because you’re not done yet. Part 1: If You Need to Scream, Scream Part 2: What it Looks Like When…

Some things fade.Some things stay.These were a few that stayed. ~Links to the week’s posts in the first comment~

Some things stir you for a moment—and fade.Others settle into you with comfort.They don’t announce themselves.They just stay. And that’s what matters.