It's Always The Better Choice

I just can't keep my mouth shut 🥹

You are free to fly wherever you want

“The bad news is you’re falling through the air, nothing to hang on to, no parachute. The good news is, there’s no ground.”

— Chogyam Trungpa

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

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Haklarını koruyun yeter...!!!!

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Asikan

Everything always starts with you.

It’s July

and I have hope in who I am becoming.

Temmuz

ve kim olucağım için umudum var.

#CharlotteEriksson

#newmonth

#NewBeginnings

#july

Source - Butch/Femme edited by M.G Soares

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I saw a miracle today and it was this. I had already given up hope but after 2 years with only one withered leaf I get my new flower. This means a lot to me because it shows me that you shouldn't give up too quickly and just take care of it and the shoot will give you a new flower.

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