Guess What? There Actually Isn’t A Size Limit Of What You Can Congratulate Yourself For. We Think We

Your fifth most recent emoji is what your soulmate thinks about you

Also I mean he won the fucking Olympics so I think that kinda qualifies at beeing a wind master!

obsessed with the guy who just won gold in windsurfing

Just a timelapse.

A lot of people focus on saying how strong you are. And they mean well. And sometimes it’s the reminder we need.

But sometimes… it’s the exact opposite of what we need to hear.

So, here’s a reminder if you need it. It’s okay to be weak. It’s okay to need to take a break. It’s okay to be tired. It’s okay to crumble. Your worth does not change. It’s okay if you don’t want to be strong. You are worthy whether you’re weak or strong.

Happy Halloween! Here’s a silly and slightly spoOOooky magicstone doodle comic to celebrate! The other one is still WIP but this idea jumped me and, uh, well, it’s done now! So here you go :D

Read the whole thing full size here on my website, or the rest is right here!

Best read in new tags or at least full size bc tumblr makes things crunchy… hope you like it anyway!

Ducky by a pond!! Frog is singing for them. :)

a collection of motivational insights regarding content creation and creative hobbies

and of course the classic

and very, very often, self care is not plants and ice rollers and fluffy blankets of peace.

it’s standing over your kitchen sink and crying while doing the dishes because you just want to go back to bed but the dishes need done. and you don’t know why you’re crying but you're trusting you need it. and you aren’t listening to the music that pulls you into a spiral; you’re listening to some cheerful shit your friend sent you. it’s getting up and staring at your fridge and closing your eyes and then cooking yourself food even though you hate it and it’s miserable. because you know that you’d cook for your friend, and you are trying to befriend yourself. it’s dragging yourself into the shower because you know you’ll feel better afterwards. it’s doing mundane tasks with patience, cursing under your breath, trying desperately to give yourself grace. grace is the beginning of care. care is the beginning of love.

we think it’s supposed to be peace and yet the most powerful self care moments are when we hate everything but especially ourselves. and life does not feel worth the loving. to look into that pain and yet choose to care for yourself in however many pieces you are — that is care. love. grace. trust. belief. it hurts because it’s love where there was no love before. it heals because it believes there will be love, one day, soon.