Ashe Vernon's Blog, page 113

I had a dream and you were in it. Someone was knocking at my door on a rainy day, I was crying. I opened up the door and it was you, you held me in your arms, told me everything was gonna be fine. I think you sang some poetry into my ear. It wasn't real, t

Oh, this is so, so soft. This made me feel so warm and pink and tender.

I hope you know that everything is going to be fine. I hope you know that I’d hold you in my arms if I could.
You’re gonna be okay, sweetheart. You’re gonna be okay.

Does Jordan Hamilton have a tumblr? I watched the poem you guys did together and would love to find more of his stuff

HECK YEAH HE DOES
that’s my best friend in the whole world and his poetry tumblr is @workingonhumble

everyone go follow him, he’s so talented it’s d i s g u s t i n g

"It feels like you only exist in the early hours of the morning: like you arethe dream that snuck..."

“It feels like you only exist in the early

hours of the morning: like you are

the dream that snuck in through the window

and kissed my heart from my mouth.”

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excerpt from FIRST DATE, from the upcoming poetry collection My Mother Didn’t Know by Ashe Vernon

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I'm happy. I am so incredibly happy with everything in my life right now and so proud of myself for distancing myself from the miserable person that i was but sometimes it's so exhausting and anytime i feel not so okay i get terrified that i'm regressing i

Recovery is not a straight line. There will be bad days. There will be bad weeks. There will be bad thoughts. Those things don’t take away all the ground you’ve gained. Be gentle with yourself. Forgive the times you slip. You’re going to make it

I'm happy. I am so incredibly happy with everything in my life right now and so proud of myself for distancing myself from the miserable person that i was but sometimes it's so exhausting and anytime i feel not so okay i get terrified that i'm regressing i

Recovery is not a straight line. There will be bad days. There will be bad weeks. There will be bad thoughts. Those things don’t take away all the ground you’ve gained. Be gentle with yourself. Forgive the times you slip. You’re going to make it

I'm happy. I am so incredibly happy with everything in my life right now and so proud of myself for distancing myself from the miserable person that i was but sometimes it's so exhausting and anytime i feel not so okay i get terrified that i'm regressing i

Recovery is not a straight line. There will be bad days. There will be bad weeks. There will be bad thoughts. Those things don’t take away all the ground you’ve gained. Be gentle with yourself. Forgive the times you slip. You’re going to make it

whereareyoupress:THE LIE OF THE TORTURED ARTISTby Ashe...

whereareyoupress:

THE LIE OF THE TORTURED ARTIST
by Ashe Vernon

For the last ten years of my life, depression has shaped everything I’ve done. It has affected my relationships, my self-worth, my ability to function. There have been good days. Hell, there have even been good years, but it has never gone away. Depression has become the monster who doesn’t always hide under the bed anymore, but sometimes climbs on top of it and sits on my chest and dares me to get up in the mornings. Sometimes, he sits at the kitchen table and pours salt into my coffee cup.

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Is it bad that I feel like I have accepted that I can't and won't be loved? I feel like what ever scrapes of it I can find in any form is all I'll get and I should be happy enough with ut.

I have spent so much of my life settling, or letting myself be convenient. I have spent so much time gobbling up every ounce of positive attention out of fear that I might not ever get any more.

But the little voice that tells you that? It’s lying. You are worthy of love, and you will be loved, and you are doing yourself a disservice when you settle for less than you want and less than you deserve.

I know it’s hard feeling like you aren’t loved, but trust me when I say that not being loved ENOUGH? Hurts so much worse. Don’t fall into that trap. I’ve spent enough years there for the both of us.

I'm afraid that if I don't like or love somebody romantically, then my life has no value

Listen to me: you are important. And your heart is important, even if the only hands that ever hold it are your own. Your value is not decided by romance. Despite what popular media would lead you to believe, there are other things in life besides love.

Your life already has value. Never, ever doubt that. You are important all on your own.

Every time I read "how do I let them down gently without letting down myself", my heart aches. I feel like I learnt a bit about myself when I read it.

I hope things get easier from here, darling. That poem is so hard.