“…a library is not just a reference service: it is also a place for the vulnerable. From the elderly gentleman whose only remaining human interaction is with library staff, to the isolated young mother who relishes the support and friendship that grows from a Baby Rhyme Time session, to a slow moving 30-something woman collecting her CDs, libraries are a haven in a world where community services are being ground down to nothing. I’ve always known libraries are vital, but now I understand that their worth cannot be measured in books alone.”—A library is not just about books: it’s also a place for the vulnerable by Angela Clarke (via librariesbuildcommunity)
sometimes i doubt my own illnesses/disability what have ya, then I actually do something really basic like leave the house and I feel what it’s like the next day being totally drained and in pain, and I think, ahhhhh no this isn’t a normal thing, don’t worry kid, back to beddy byes for you.
you do NOT owe your family a visit this holiday season. don’t let people, family or not, guilt you into spending time with them if they are toxic, make you uncomfortable, or are negative aspects in your life.
don’t feel guilty for protecting yourself and your mental health this holiday season.
“You’re not a kid anymore. You have the right to choose your own life. You can start again. If you want a cat, all you have to do is choose a life in which you can have a cat. It’s simple. It’s your right.”—Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via creatingaquietmind)
I don’t want to see you again, I don’t want to feel your breath As you leaned on me so peacefully while we slept And I don’t want the keys to our door, I don’t live there anymore And I’ll do my best just to forget the dreams we’ve dreamt
“If you’re missing me, I want you to know that I am not missing you. Gone is gone. I never miss anything or anyone because it all becomes a lovely memory. I guard my memories and love them, but I don’t get in them and lie down. You can even make stories from yours but they don’t come back. Just think how awful it would be if they did.”—
Every time anyone bemoans the lack of positive adult characters in kids’ fiction (“It’s all dead moms and assholes!”) I want to remind them that we already have Ole Golly and nothing else is necessary.
“Of course, the ultimate moment of being Female in Public comes when a woman, deep in thought, is told by a strange man to SMILE. (And this happens only to women.) Gentlemen, let’s get this straight. There is no part of my body that belongs to you, not even my facial expression. Stop trying to stake out territory there, whether by legislation or verbal imperative. Plus, it never produces the desired effect.”— Laura Lippman in Female in Public (via thismostamazingday)
my fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation and i know that i should let go but i can’t and every time we fight i know it’s not right every time that you’re upset and i smile i know i should forget but i can’t