forum For those in need of Encouragement

Started September 10, 2019 by @Echo_6 group

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:) I'm glad that I'm able to

You are Beautiful:
Beloved of course.
Extremely gourgeous
Amazing in every way.
Useful no matter what.
Timeless.
Incredibly talented.
Funny.
Ultimately smart.
Lovely darling!

(Remember this!)

Can I add something?

Of course

Some people saw this in PM but I'm comfortable with putting it out here

Persevere. It's truly an interesting word. Gritty, focused on long-term tenacity. And what does it mean?

"Persistence in doing something despite difficulty or delay in achieving success."

That is the definition of perseverance. It's a word that resounds within the dank, deep, narrow caverns of my mind which contains all of the knowledge I possess. It is a word that rises over the lofty, strong mountains of my soul. It is a word that sends chills and hot-flashes through my spine, fire and ice pumping through my blood. In all things, perseverance is king, queen, and ruler. It is a concept that permeates the essence of humanity. We are perseverance, for better and for worse. Persevere is the word that changed everything for me. And I have a very special person to thank for it. It's the thing that lit a fire in my soul, bolstered my willpower to near-impregability, and regenerated my faith in humanity.
And do you know what else?
I hope it can do the same for you.
Because in the end, it's the ability to try, and not always, but sometimes succeed, that is our reward.
It is our freedom.
If you persevere, you will be rewarded in memory. What seems hard to you, will grow easy with time. But there's just one more important thing to factor in.
Rest, the island in the sea of perseverance. Rest, relaxation and respite are necessary for maintenance, and you will need plenty of it.
So please, everyone, persevere. Thank you for your time.

I got chills reading this! Thank you, my friend.

It's like I always say.
Purple prose is best used in the encouragement of others, not for describing Mary Sues.

Well, I'm back again, so here we go.

I don't know how many people on here know it, but I'm a Christian. I'm not scared to say it, because I'm not scared to get judged. I'm not gonna like preach to you or anything like that. You all have your own religions, and I respect that. But I just had to think today… my pastor was talking about how we're slaves to our sin. And all I could at that moment was how many people think they're slaves to something. Let me remind you. You don't have to be a slave to depression, or anxiety, or whatever. You are your own boss. And talking from experience, ignoring your own head when it's trying to tell you forty things all at once, is difficult. And it feels impossible to feel any glimmer of happiness when your head is telling you that there is no hope every second of every day. And when your head is constantly telling you and reminding you of all your failings and all the things that could go wrong, that gets hard to. But have you noticed something about all of these? They all have to do with your head. It's all mental! You don't have to listen to what your head is telling all the time. You can run a marathon, or climb a mountain. You could write a novel and a song. You could freaking run for president. The only thing stopping you is you. Go out make a difference! It's all mental. The only reason you couldn't do something was because you let your head tell you you couldn't. Well, I'm here to tell you, you can.

Thank you. I genuinely needed this today.

I knew there would come a time when I would need this. That's why I followed this thread when it had one post.

Words for you to remember:

You matter, don't listen to them. You have a purpose, no matter the pain. You are beautiful, down to every scar. Just Be You.

I've got something for you guys.
If you'd like to hear it.
I hope it doesn't trigger anyone, I'm really anxious about doing that somehow.

Say what you want to say, Shuri.

It's me. Been awhile since I've done one of these. Since I've done one like this. So um, I just want to say, I sit here in this dark room, surrounded. I can feel everything, my insecurities, my failures, my guilt, my shsme. All of it. They manifest themselves as demons. Hideous. All hideous. Some are small, like maggots, they eat away at my soul, like worms, infiltrating a piece of the forbidden fruit. They taint it and leave me feeling hollow, dirty even. Still others are enormous, like leviathan. How can I compare to things that tower over me, loom like dreadful towers with the capacity to make me shake.
And with all that going on, I asked myself.
"How can I ever feel well again?"
What's the goddamn point?
Why does anyone care?
I'm nothing.
End of story.
There's no hope.
Why even try.
How much deeper can I sink?
I'm already at the bottom, and dragging the ones I love with me. All of them.
But maybe. Just maybe.
And hear me out.
The only place I can go is up.
As I walk through Hell.
As I crawl on hands and knees through this murky, burning pit. I start to realize, that in some small part at least, happiness is something I control. I can't always control what happens to myself, but I can at least control what I do to help myself get better. I can establish a system of repetition and self-care. A means to help myself heal. One that my demons can not counter. I can use it. I can use that routine, to start a fire in my soul again. A torch. And when I've my inspiration back, I can conquer my demons with it. With those blazing tongues of hope I can make it.
I can cast my anxieties out from myself, I can finally breathe, stitch together my heart. And by the time they're back, I'll have shined my torch upon the demons that tower over me in the dark.
I can see them for what they really are. Mistakes. Mistakes I can scale to. Learn from.
And the best part?
When I'm finally out of that room, I can hand that torch onto others.
Like I have been.
And maybe, just maybe, they'll take it, and be better because of it.
I've found that the secret to creating the spark that lets you light the torch, is wanting to be whole again. Wanting to be free.
Sometimes the torch goes out. That's okay, a person can only stay hopeful for so long.
If you lose your fire, it's OK to ask for a bit of someone else's.
Maybe you two, or three, or more, can keep each other company.
And that's the first secret to the prosperity of humankind.
It's fire, like we've always suspected.
But not the kind you see, or hear, or feel with your body.
It's hope. And it can be hard to achieve, but we are all able to achieve it.

That was some good motivational writing, right there.

Thank you.

I… really like it, wow. I have nothing useful or otherwise contributive to say.

It took lots of crying and reflection to come up with, so thank

thank you, shuri. there's nothing else to say. i owe you a lot of things, shuri. thank you. <3

You don't owe me anything

oh, you have no idea how much we owe you, shuri.

@The_Warrior Thank you. I don't think I knew how much I needed this until I read it. Thank you so much.

Hey, so I was listening to music, and found a song with encouraging words, it's called "It's Not Over Yet" by for KING and COUNTRY. I'd suggest listening to it, it may lift your spirits.

I love those guys!!!! Their music is sooooo good!!!!!!

:) that's really cool!

So this is a bit of an odd thing for me to do, and I'm not sure how some of you will react to it. But this is a song a good friend of mine wrote and sung. He has others like it, but this one in particular just seemed more… encouraging, in a way I guess. You can listen to it if you choose to. The quality isn't the greatest but be fair he's doing this at his home and he's not a famous singer.