I love to observe people. It's so amusing how everyone's expressions are different from one another. The way someone scrunshes their nose when they are confused while another scratchs their arm. The way they use their hands to express themselves. The way people have little lisps or how some breath deeply before they respond to a question that challenges them. It's so eye catching. I sometimes get so entertained that I forget that I have to respond back when I'm talking to someone. I was always a listener than a talker. People yelling me their stories are amazing. The way they ended up in their current position always inspires me. It's probably weird for some people but I don't mind. Just by observing, my heartbeat slowls down and i become calm.
I believe there are two kinds of loads we carry: there’s the heaviness of your experiences; how much hurt they weigh, how sore your mussels are as you drag the weight of these stories everyday, how shaken your body is as more weight is being added, and how much you adjust the way you stand and walk to be able to keep going despite the weight and along with it. The sad truth about this weight is that you don’t lose it. You can only learn how to carry it, and at times, you feel overwhelmed and helpless as you try to find a body position that is less exhausting and disabling. Then there’s the heaviness of your heart ; how much emptiness it weighs, how much anguish it carries from one day to the next, how burdened by it you feel, and how far its mussels can stretch without it breaking. This weight, on the other hand, can be lost by exercise. When you practice self-compassion, your heart feels lighter, and you feel lighter. That lightness is what makes your movement as you walk through life so graceful and effortless, that every step you take feels like a relaxed and lively dance.
I'm really constipated today so that trying to take a shit hurts like hell. I'll never take normal pooping for granted again.
Didn't get out of work until 12:30 am last night (8 1/2 hour shift). Back today at 5:45 am today (8 hour shift). Didn't get any sleep last night. Running on adrenaline and energy drinks. Fully planning on taking a nap in my car either during lunch or after work. Also my first time opening being an opener here. Pray for me y'all.
no more watching my feed on IG. I'm posting and logging off, the goal is to bring my average time down to 10 mins.
I love smoking weed. Alot of people don't agree with me on it, and that's okay. Everyone thinks I just use it to get high, which wasn't true at first but now I rely on it pretty heavy for anxiety, depression, my spinal pain, and to help me gain weight because I was unhealthily skinny for my age and height. But now I'm at a healthy weight and my anxiety has calmed down, but I still smoke everyday for pain and to kinda get me out of my early morning funk. Is it wrong?
May you beings please comment shows or movies that you recommend on Netflix. ●▪●▪●▪●
I've spent 30 minutes pondering whether my youtube-crush might be a sub or a dom because I'm just that thirsty for him lol
I have too many romantic fantasies. I'm like some lame shoujo anime girl and I'd I'd die of embarrassment if someone found this out
Is there any women okay with their man watching porn?? Like you don’t mind? Do you guys watch it together? Trying to see if I’m being overly sensitive here. Do all men do it?