from Leo Buscaglia’s “Born for Love” (via poonchka)
I need this because I am doing a terrible job of handling my eating disorder today.
in the IMA, in this room each speaker hanging was softly playing the voices of over a hundred different people talking about the person they loved most in the world, only so quiet that you had to sit very still to barely hear even one.
I want to make a pilgrimage to find this exhibit.
It’s ok. I know today is difficult and hard and you’re sad and tired and need everything to go away, just for a little while, and I’m sorry.
If I could be with you and hold you or talk to you or play music for you I would, and I wish I could, so instead please, please believe me when I say:
You are enough. You are good and kind and caring, and the world is so much the better for your presence. The people around you love you and care about you. You are entitled to take time to work things out. You are right to take care of yourself.
All my love.
A lot of people are sad today.
I’m thinking of you.
I wish there was more I could do.
It’s ok. The people you love don’t hate you. You’re going to be fine. Whatever comes, you’ll work through it. There’s so much love and support out there for you. I know you feel out of control right now, and I know you’re worried about making bad decisions, but sometimes all you can do is be sensible about the stupid stuff, and that’s ok. It will all work out.