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tamurakafkaposts · 6 months
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Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
Pablo Neruda
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conscious-love · 11 months
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Say what you mean, so that you can find out what you mean. Act out what you say, so you can find out what happens. Then pay attention. Note your errors. Articulate them. Strive to correct them. That is how you discover the meaning of your life.
Dr. Jordan B. Peterson
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csuitebitches · 1 year
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On the Role of Cultural Education in Self Identity and Hypergamy
I’ve been thinking a lot about education lately. Why is it that I’ve spent a decade and half in the traditional education system and still not felt like a “human”? Why is it that when I finally began getting “real world knowledge” it all felt new and that school hasn’t prepared me for any of that? Why did I still feel unrefined as a human being?
I remember being at an HNI event years ago and being absolutely blank faced about what was going on. I didn’t know any of the topics they were talking about. That’s when it first hit me - my education system had failed me in some way. I felt stupid, like a little goldfish in the ocean.
There’s more to life than what we’re taught inside the four walls of a classroom. This year I’m going to heavily focus on my “cultural education.”
For context because I don’t want to mislead anyone: I’m Asian, my parents are HNIs (which explains specific knowledge and accessibility to certain things), I do have privilege which I accept and try to make good out of (such as volunteer work, working on impact-driven businesses).
Cultural knowledge expansion is important because it shapes you as a person. You realise that life is not black and white - there’s so much more to it. You think more about things that truly matter and you focus less on superficial things. You realise that there’s always some historical knowledge you can apply to current times.
Best of all - you’re on track to being smarter, wiser, confident and sociable. Even if you may not know all the answers, at least you know what to question!
I’m at an age where I’ve had families asking my family about my marriage prospects (arranged marriages are common in my culture, I would 90% opt for one at a later age, arranged marriages are NOT forced marriages) and I want to be able to be “too good” for anyone and everyone. In my culture, we don’t marry individuals; we marry families. The family that I would ideally want to get married into should be up to my standard as well. I want a man to earn the right to be my partner, not the other way round, no matter how much money or influence he has. This is something that my father has drilled in my head from day 1 - never settle for just anyone.
However - how can I ask for things if I don’t bring them to the table myself? How can I ask for someone cultured, highly educated, intellectual - if I am not trying to be those things?
Things To Culturally Expand On (and this is exactly what I would teach my future children)
You don’t have to be an expert of any of these. But even knowing the ABCs can take you a long way. I do feel that exploring these would help me connect to my feminine energy further as well. Only classroom knowledge will not build you as a person.
1. Watching indie movies / niche movies on MUBI.com
2. Learning the basics of crafts (embroidery, cooking, etc)
3. Exploring literature (at the moment, eastern literature)
4. Herbal medicines (this does not replace allopathy, but I do think that herbal remedies can be useful for minor things)
5. Poetry
6. Appreciating classical music (I’ve always appreciated western classical music because my mum insisted on my sibling and I learning the violin/piano (my sibling is really gifted)) especially eastern classical
7. Philosophy, eastern and western
8. Understanding and appreciating traditional dances
9. Working more on my native language
10. Being refined in my culture’s history and geography
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ropesbypatricia · 10 months
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“In one way or another, I've always suffered. I didn't know why, exactly. But I do know that I'm not so scared of suffering now. I feel more than I've ever felt, and I've found someone to feel with, to play with, to love, in a way that feels right for me.”
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serenityquest · 3 months
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4/13/24
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I road tripped yesterday! Woo! Happy with that number!!
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New low!!
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naeemajusthasthoughts · 8 months
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Dear Father
I wished you have stopped, on the day you found out a little life adorned your soul. I wondered what kind of love it would have brought forth if only you have let go, breaking all the misunderstood of time there wouldn’t be the great depression or any hurtful words of doubts, the ‘hate you’ would have hurt less be it if you somehow forget then the hardships of life wouldn’t exist and the complete utter painful being resist. Have you ever wondered of my life as a precious gift? Not only as a slave that always gives perhaps it was only ever me, the over-complication of a situation of nothing as your shouts of ungratefulness deafen my ears. You should have let go, disappear, begin again and hope disappointment doesn’t follow you swim in your own ocean of dystopia pretence then regret wouldn’t be a tight-lipped friend fearing for the dark days that would never end over the well-thought-out life, somewhere in your head. Sometimes it stayed in mine instead conceivably be it a tortuous thought of harsh words, heartbreak and only my woeful self I seeped into your world as an utter mess a version that was only create by your hand, hoping that your love, you once had, would win instead.
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huniegloom · 8 months
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The weirdest thing about me is that Is that even though I was friends with kids who were once suicidal, who were once bullied, who once had no friends, who were abused, neurodivergent I still ended up alone, it like I never belonged anywhere; and I grew up in a diverse area that was pretty conservative (I feel like that was apart of it) so I felt behind compared to everyone else because they all have seemed to gain a badge of social status or at least had people to turn to. People they got genuinely excited to see whenever they walk into a room. Call, text, whatever. I was too different for people and it’s like they could sense it so uncanny. Finding belonging or a best friend is so hard for me I don’t get it. I’m not ugly far from that but when you’re too different from everyone else people get stupid. I don’t know what’s wrong with me tbh I want to get help but I don’t know where to go. People who are genuinely kind to me are rare these days.
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nightxxxangel · 1 year
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neverluckygoldfish · 6 months
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Emily McDowell
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xxcosmiccancerianxx · 2 months
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Just aome recent updates to myself
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blazingpixie · 3 months
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Some people are a type of aesthetic - vintage, black & white, dark academia or anything; so poised and sure in the way they are and express themselves. While I scatter like chaos in virtual and real world, like a banjaran traipsing one place to another. Never completely immersing in an aesthetic.
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magdalenaquinn · 1 year
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I broke down today. I guess my soul needed a good purging cry. I was doing so well. It had to come to an end. I hope this now weeks long down cycle soon goes away. I just want to wake up and not be sad for that day
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miradelletarot · 4 months
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With the help of my fabulously incredible bestie, I got my new bed frame put together, altar space set up, and boxes of random things stowed away. The red curtains aren't mine (ty for the curtains bestie lol) but everything else in here is delightfully all my own. The computer desk will be here Wednesday so I'll be able to mount my monitors once that arrives. It feels so warm and cozy in here (and my dog has a way to get on my bed lol).
Of course, what space wouldn't be complete without a sexy picture of Gale to bring the whole thing together 😏
This print is from @feyspeaker btw, so please go check out their shop/socials if you want some incredible art in your space too!
Once I get the desk, I'll be able to start writing again. I'll be working 2 jobs so it might slow down a bit, but part 10 just needs edits then it's ready to drop so hopefully you won't have to wait very long.
Love y'all 💖 Thanks for reading!
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I’ve been depressed since I was 14. I got stable/content/happy a year ago. I still do not know who tf I am. I literally do not have a personality. I don’t know how to find myself
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