I woke up this morning and ‘just had to’ take a picture of what I see from my window.
Hi again :) Welcome to the end of another day. Just to tell you that I’m proud of you. That I love you. That I’m with you. That you are okay. And that you are worth it and deserve it. Continue reading “Letter to myself: 13th February ’18”
It’s the end of yet another day. The day’s seem endless now, but they won’t always be this long. There’ll come a time when you wonder where the days flew to, why you have so little time.
There’ll come a time…. Continue reading “Letter to myself: 12th February ’18”
Hi. Today’s letter comes to tell you that you’re okay. Yes, I know you’ve been messing up a little with food. Yes I know you’re struggling. Yes I know you’re confused. Yes I know you’re cutting off. Hurting, a lot. You’re okay. You are Eliza. You’ve proven it to yourself by not yet messing up. Continue reading “Letter to myself: 11th February”
Used to wear these scars as a reminder of the shame when my weakness shone through, of when I broke and succumbed to the voices of self hatred, of when despondency took over and the only escape was this. Continue reading “Seventy Six: Badges of Honour”
I hate sitting to write letters to myself when I’ve nothing to say. Kinda tuned out and it’s hard to try connect when there’s seemingly nothing to connect to. Oh well, will try.
I don’t really know what to say. I wish I could make the world safe enough
Well, I had to wait until a Friday to write this post. But it had to a Friday that I really felt it was a reason.
I’m stuck for words. Not quite sure what to tell you. Just breathe. I’m proud of you. Luv ya Eliza. It’ll be okay. Everything will be okay. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end. You are okay always. You deserve to be okay. Just breathe Eliza. Just as you think others don’t deserve what is, you don’t either. Continue reading “Letter to myself: 8th February”
This has turned way more into a journal entry than a blog post. So not sure why I’m gonna post it….
Food. Continue reading “Food”
Just breathe. I love you Eliza. Just breathe. Relax. You are okay. Listen to the cars in the distance, hear the motors hum. Listen to the breeze, soft, gentle, barely discernible. Listen to the chatter of the birds that can be heard although they seem far away. Tune into the music playing from the stereo just inside. Continue reading “Letter to myself: 2nd February ’18”
I’m writing this on my phone so it’s going to be shorter than otherwise. I hate writing on my phone.
I love you. Just breathe. You are okay. I know you are on edge. I know the moment is really hard for you. I don’t know how to change it.
Going to write to myself now – kinda early. My head is a mess and maybe this’ll help.
Just breathe. You’ve got this girl. You really do. You can do this. Where do I start? Start at the end, maybe?? :) Eliza, it’s okay to be tired. It’s normal.
I’m so not sure what on earth I want to say
Proud of you gal. For continuing on. For going as long as you can, and taking the next step.