I’m going to tell you what a demon once told me: It is okay to want your own happiness. It’s okay to care about yourself the most. It’s okay to do what’s healthy for YOU. When someone hits you, it’s okay to hit back and then ask them what the hell they expected. It’s okay. You are not obligated to sit there and smile and swallow every bit of shit everyone heaps on you. You are more than furniture, you’re more than window dressing, you’re not their shiny toy. You’re human, and you have the right to say “That was shitty of you”. You have a right to say “Let me feed that back to you; tell me, how does it taste?” You have a right to protest your own mistreatment and set boundaries for respectful interactions. The rest of the world doesn’t realize you have this right, and they will act offended and appalled when you exercise it, but it is yours.
– SonneillonV (via peaches-dystopia)(via awriterandnothingelse)
February 21, 2013
Cecelia Ahern, If You Could See Me Now
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January 8, 2013
#116- “She began to cry. Just crying - the deep and ugly kind, the kind you lose yourself in, thanking God no one has to see how rubbed and blotched your face becomes, though some detached part of you also wishes there were someone to see you now, to see and understand how sad you are, at heart. They don’t see it, of course; you’d never show them.”
Sylvia Brownrigg, The Metaphysical Touch
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