When I walked him to his truck that night, there was a defeated, restless charge between us, and I punched him in the stomach, lightly, but he looked alarmed by something he saw in me, perhaps everything I wanted that he couldn’t give. After he drove away it began to snow, and I was glad the first snow of the year had held off until he was gone.
A week later the man in New Mexico came back East. We had our first date, and many more. And I married him. My heart was ready for him, for his kindness and honesty; his easy, steady love for me. For that kind of love: the mutual kind. —
“An Empty Heart Is One That Can Be Filled” by Lily King
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Virginia Woolf, The Waves
Virginia Woolf’s suicide note to her husband, Leonard Woolf, March 28 1941
“Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier ’til this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that — everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer. I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been. V.”
Went Irish Celtic dancing in a neat Irish bar for my first time with my housemate and another dear friend.
Turning in circles and swinging out while tipsy in a crowded little room with strangers with friendly faces was an extraordinary experience. This was much needed given the lowness I’ve been experiencing these days.
Came across this quotation, “We accept the love we think we deserve”, and it reminded me, I do deserve better.
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Not only my breasts feel tender during period, my heart does too
Rewatched Mulan the cartoon and for the first time I cried controllably, really, Lulu?