Me: *Sees one (1) possible sign of rejection*
Me:
“She is walking through the woods, alone. Her body burns.”
— Sirkka Selja, tr. by Anne Fried, from “Her Bliss Dwells on the Moon,” c. 1970
i joke about killing myself far too much for someone whos actually tried to kill themself
have you ever felt like you really want to talk about your feelings but at the same time it’s like “nah no thank you, i’m okay”
“She understands by feeling–especially by feeling pain.”
— Judith Thurman, from “I Became Alone: Five Women Poets,” wr. c. 1975
srrybabe