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By Her Beautiful Melancholy
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  When you sit back and think about it. I mean really sit back and think about it. How would you define growth how would you explain change and elaborate on it...how would you even know you're busy changing, busy evolving adapting. Growing. How? Are you where you wanted to be in life. Is this what you dreamed about as a child or did the harsh realities of life burn up all that childlike innocence and dreams? It's hard to look at the world with the same wide-eyed innocence you once had as a child...but even then, childhood isn't all sunshine and roses. And yet looking at the world through the lenses of a child is so much more - oh dare I say magical.? While looking at life with the eyes of an adult after life and its lessons and the cold brutality of basic human relationships has taken its toll and several pounds of flesh. And you find yourself wondering just where you went wrong or what is it you are supposed to learn from this? That moment when you find your mind raci...
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A Grimoire

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  A Grimoire of a fairytale Relapse- no relapsing or stagnancy .   What's the difference between the two?   Stagnant. Not moving forward yet not taking a step backward either. "No progress". A lot like limbo, you're neither here nor there . Just in-between. Just...there.   ...And then there is relapsing. I doubt I need to clarify anything there. It's pretty much self-explanatory .   Sigh...   Depression is something so misleading. A beautiful nightmare. A broken ballad that plays the most enchanting, bewitching, and heartfelt melodies.      It's something that if left unchecked or ignored "will" lead to a most unfortunate end.     Not every story has a happy ending and depression often looks like a fairytale before taking a turn for the "Grim brothers".   Not every "Castle" means a happy ending. And Not every "Dungeon" means it's a prison. That "Hero" might not be your savior but the real villain wit...
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A Hollow space

By Her Beautiful Melancholy
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 A Hollow space                I’ve seen these walls, oh so many times before. So much so that I am familiar with every twist and turn the hallways take, I know where all the hidden passageways and hiding spots are. I can even tell which section I am in based on the scratches and imperfections all those hidden idents carved into these walls brought on only through time and my endless explorations.  Once dark and empty but now slowly filling with warmth and memories.  The very essence of this place felt "hollow" so hollow and in desperate need of a home. I have traversed these endless long and winding hallways, kept company only by my rambling as I acquainted myself with the dark and my surroundings. The hallways were endless and never lead nor hinted at anything. The doors remained firmly shut. The walls were “naked” as if stripped from color and yet the heavy sense of foreboding with each and every step was almost suffocating seem...
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Tick Tock, Tick Tock

By Her Beautiful Melancholy
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How do you know you're ready for change or that without even realizing you've started changing? Change much like time is ever fluent, at times you hardly notice a difference even feeling like you are stagnant or stuck in a loop. Everything seems to be dragging or not moving at all. And yet within the blink of an eye without you even noticing a lifetime has gone by, the universe suddenly seems a strange place to be in and oh so very different than ten minutes or even seconds ago. And while you may feel like the same old you. As if the universe may have changed but you remained the same. Truth is the world never changed "you did". Time is ever fluent always changing always moving it does not stop or wait for anyone. However between everything that's changed amongst all of them the change within yourself has been the most drastic of all. Whether for better or worse only time will tell. One thing remains the same. It is a certainty a fact of life. "It is never to...
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To be brave

By Her Beautiful Melancholy
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 Mistakes huh Hm. I see , now I understand. Failure is nothing more than a stepping stone for success. He who never fails has never dared to dream or reach deep into the abyss. How sad it must be.  And how sad it is to live a life boxed in by the limitations set by your mind. Just because we're afraid of falling.  The irony  lies in the fact that instead of plummeting to the ground you might soar higher than you've dreamed, but now you'll never know. It is only when we understand why failure, heartache, sorrow, and regrets are such a crucial part of life and a "monumental" part of self-growth. You'd never get involved with someone if you knew they would betray your trust or break your heart. If you knew, you would never get involved with them in the first place. After all who would willingly step up just to get hurt?! And yet without experiencing heartbreak or betrayal you would never know what it means to trust someone blindly or love wholeheartedly. In fact,...
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Let it be

By Her Beautiful Melancholy
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Let . It. Go. And let there be light! No more running. No more chasing after what will never be. I've been watching from the shadows long enough, just waiting to be invited into the light. Drowning. I've been drowning while everyone around me was breathing. Reaching out, waiting on someone to pull me out of the water. Holding my breath until my mind exploded and blacked out, but I never gave in to the water. I held on. "Hoping" Waiting on someone to help, to save me. But now I see, I finally understand. The person I've been waiting for all my life has been with me from the very beginning. Helping me. Protecting me. Stepping up and taking all that heartache and sorrow. Absorbing all that pain so I wouldn't have to.  The shadow I have always been hiding from. The little voice whispered words of hope into my ears, echoing within the darkest recesses of my mind, where I buried and locked it away. That voice belonged to "Me".  And I've been running aw...
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It's okay to not be okay

By Her Beautiful Melancholy
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Like a branch sprouting from a dying tree, saving it from the brink of disaster. So we too must learn to grow and evolve past our current state. ‘It is never too late to start anew”  But when we spend enough time pretending to be someone we're not, eventually we’ll lose ourselves to the act. And become the lie we so carefully constructed for ourselves. Lost in a barrage of facades and personas. Slipping further and further away from the truth and who we truly are.  I think that’s where the saying comes from. “In life, we constantly have to find and rediscover ourselves”  This however isn't always easy. often, we're too arrogant and ignorant to realize we’ve strayed from the path we once set for ourselves, after all, IGNORANCE IS BLISS.    Sometimes we get too absorbed with our problems that we turn a blind eye to everything that threatens to ruin or disrupt this carefully constructed life we put together. For fear of failure, judgment, loneliness, loss of money...
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