I love you. I’m proud of you. Even as you get upset with your sister. I’m proud of you. I love you. Even as you hate that you’ve eaten too much. I love you even as you hate your body. I don’t know why you do. It’s kinda more recent. Maybe transference? I love you Eliza. Whatever you do or don’t do, I love you. And am proud of you. I wish I had a magic wand. Continue reading “Letter to myself: You aren’t guilty.”
It’s the start of a new year. Coming, approaching, the start of the Jewish new year. A day you’re celebrating despite not knowing what you believe. Choosing to keep to for A, you may one day believe, B, it’s the Jewish New Year irrespective of whether Judaism is or isn’t true. Continue reading “LTM: Rosh Hashanah”
Yeah I know journaling would be a better idea than writing to you. Just breathe. You’re okay. Just breathe. I love you Eliza. I know how much it hurts right now. Continue reading “Letter to myself: 23rd April ’18”
Just breathe. Ever heard that one before? Just breathe? But yeah, just breathe. Coz’, you’re okay. Coz’ you will be okay. You ask will you ever get there? Continue reading “Letter to myself: 10th April ’18”
It’s been a while
It feels like an age since I’ve last really written to you. Tuned into it. You’re worth it Eliza. The world a’spins. Life a’spins. Your mind a’spins. What does a’spins mean, exactly? Spinning, spinning, spinning, round and round without stop. Continue reading “Letter to myself: 25th March ’18”
I’m sad. Disappointed with myself. Took a couple of codeine. it doesn’t do anything, but, whatever. Gonna try write to myself.
I love you.
You didn’t fail, you know. Continue reading “Letter to myself: 17th March ’18”
I wish I knew what to say to you. I don’t.
You want to give up. Cry Eliza, cry. It’s okay. You know, he’s given you a gift – AH. Hurting you enough that you can cry about it. You let something in, I think he’s the only thing (person in this case) that you’ve ever really let in. I guess maybe that’s why he’s the first thing you’ve cried about in years. Continue reading “Letter to myself: 12th March”
I haven’t written to myself in a long while. Maybe I should do so now. Not exactly sure what I want to hear, but will see.
Just breathe. In and out. Properly breathe. Calm down. You’re okay Eliza.
I haven’t written to myself in a while. I don’t feel the need to in the same way. Not sure if I should try and continue writing to myself nightly, or stop with it.
What do you think? – about whether I should continue with this nightly or not for now? Continue reading “LTM: 24th February ’18”
I want to still type out one of my other letter’s to myself, but not at the moment. I guess when I write it on here (like now) it gets posted on here, otherwise it sometimes happens later. Tired now. Probably gonna be short but will be see. Continue reading “Letter to myself: 15th February”
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”