Her Notebook
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ALT— Anaïs Nin, from Henry and June: From “A Journal of Love” The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1931-1932.
ALT— Doris Dana, from a letter to Gabriela Mistral.
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Nothing will fill the knife shaped wound in you better than the knife, unless you let it heal. Flesh to flesh, it closes up, you reclaim the space that is yourself. The knife is not your knife, was never your knife. No one is born with a silver knife in their side. It was handed to you, by life or circumstances or choice. It is okay to put it down, to stop carrying it around. It’s not you, it doesn’t define you, it doesn’t make you better. You can put it down now.
You’ll bleed, and you’ll hurt, then you’ll heal, then you’ll be whole.
~ Supposedly, The Comfort of The Pain Isn’t Worth The Pain.
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What are you haunted by?
Guilt (it wasn’t your fault)
Guilt (it was your fault)
Regret (you had no idea what would happen)
Regret (you knew what would happen and continued)
Loss (it was within your control but it had to be lost)
Loss (you couldn’t have done anything to stop it)
Fear (you’re always afraid even when you wish you weren’t)
Fear (your fear is what keeps you alive)
Grief (you grieve something tangible)
Grief (you can’t pinpoint it but it’s always there)
See ResultsI know this is weird but I really want to know. This is a serious poll. Obviously don’t feel pressured to elaborate on any of these answers, if you choose to answer. But I’d appreciate a reblog.
OP I hope you know that this is poetry even if it’s also a serious poll
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Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance
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“i just like my alone time” i say as if loneliness hasn’t been all i’ve known since childhood
