My Beautiful Stay In Bangkok In May This Year, Beautiful City With Beautiful And Kind People

Help a queer artist leave their toxic household this pride month, maybe??

Hi y'all!! So my mom threatened to kick me out a couple weeks ago, and now I'm trying to move out on my own terms before that happens. I have friends a few states over who've offered to take me in, but before that happens I'd like to try getting a little more financially stable.

I am currently taking commissions, examples of which you can see below! I'm willing to draw OCs, fanart, DnD, furries, etc.

Or, if you'd like to support me on a more regular basis, I also have a patreon: https://www.patreon.com/DovelyDraws

For more info about commissions, pls check the link in my pinned post! And if you wouldn't mind, I'd really appreciate y'all reblogging this post for me. 🙏 Thank you!!

As I began to love myself 

I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is "AUTHENTICITY".

As I began to love myself

I understood how much it can offend somebody as I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this person was me. Today I call it "RESPECT".

As I began to love myself

I stopped craving for a different life, and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow. Today I call it "MATURITY".

As I began to love myself

I understood that at any circumstance, I am in the right place at the right time, and everything happens at the exactly right moment. So I could be calm. Today I call it "SELF-CONFIDENCE".

As I began to love myself

I quit steeling my own time, and I stopped designing huge projects for the future. Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness, things I love to do and that make my heart cheer, and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm. Today I call it "SIMPLICITY".

As I began to love myself

I freed myself of anything that is no good for my health – food, people, things, situations, and everything the drew me down and away from myself. At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism. Today I know it is "LOVE OF ONESELF".

As I began to love myself

I quit trying to always be right, and ever since I was wrong less of the time. Today I discovered that is "MODESTY".

As I began to love myself

I refused to go on living in the past and worry about the future. Now, I only live for the moment, where everything is happening. Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it "FULFILLMENT".

As I began to love myself

I recognized that my mind can disturb me and it can make me sick. But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally. Today I call this connection "WISDOM OF THE HEART".

We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or any kind of problems with ourselves or others. Even stars collide, and out of their crashing new worlds are born. Today I know that is "LIFE"!

A Turkish saying

- a fault confessed is half redressed

Also my greatest fear

One of my greatest fears is I will die without finding a single soul who knows what to do with all this fire behind my eyes.

Cindy Cherie

**The light in my eyes**

I am afraid -

not of the fall,

not of the silence,

that sometimes comes.

But of it,

that timid hands

touch my inside

and whisper: *"Don't be so bright. "*

But this light -

it is not a spark,

that can be extinguished,

not a fire,

that consumes.

It is a gentle glow,

that carries me,

a moonbeam,

that cuts through darkness.

Let me shine,

just as I am.

No less,

no more.

Make a wish before you reblog ✯✧✫

I choose not to respond to these messages.

Not responding is not disrespectful, an expression of my self-respect.

The guilt is not mine.

The burden I carry no longer belongs to me.

I want to heal, not fight.

And that's why I hear myself most where I am silent

"I choose not to respond to these messages.

Because it's a way for me to keep my soul.

Not responding is not disrespectful,

an expression of my self-respect.

The guilt is not mine.

The burden I carry no longer belongs to me.

I want to heal, not fight.

And that's why I hear myself most where I am silent."

From dear Derya to Derya's heart

I don't write to you anymore, I write to myself. because in this story I was the most tired, the most silent, the most understanding.

All this time I tried to understand you, out of a sense of sisterhood, out of loyalty to the family, out of a debt to the past, but now I realise: understanding doesn't mean I have to forgive.

You have expressed your reality many times. but I tried to swallow my own experiences and feelings.

Each time it stayed in my throat. Even in my dreams it sat in me like raw meat, the taste of which still lingers on my palate.

I don't want that taste anymore.

I no longer try to digest the relationships that hurt me.

I no longer silence myself.

I no longer feel guilty.

And most importantly: I'm on my own side now.

You won't have the last word. Because this is not a court of law. This is my life. And only I decide which door to leave open.

That's enough now.

This letter is not about you, it's about me.

I'm liberating myself.

I'm blessing my fragility.

And finally, I choose to hear my own inner voice.

With love,

Derya