Doing My Best - Tumblr Posts
Poem: Connections
There’s sometimes a pressure
To craft a proper poem,
One that I impose on myself
To limit my imagination.
I have mostly let go
Of my need to force rhymes
And connections
Where they need not be,
My need
To force connections
That are not meant to be made,
That are not built to last,
But I sometimes cannot help myself from
Forming a bond that’s bound to break.
j.p
It's okay to be scraping by. Even if you would rather be doing better, even if you technically could be doing better. Sometimes the weight of things just pushes us down. Keep moving forward, even if is slow. In time you will be back where you want to be.
Was almost at 2 months clean of self harm and now I'm at one day. I know I can make it to a month again, I'm just disappointed I guess??? I don't feel as terribly as I did yesterday tho.
August 11 & 12
Dear internet,
Good morning! Sorry for the delay in my check-ins. But my birthday party was yesterday day and on Friday I was preparing for it so I didn’t have much time to post.
Throughout those two days I tried to stay hydrated and reapply my sunscreen as regularly as I could but I couldn’t keep this promise all the time.But Its okay I don’t have to be perfect 100% of the time. Plus, Everyday is a new day so today I will try to make that routine again today.
Remember Wonyoungism is about getting to the best version of yourself and that’s not an easy journey! But as long as you stay determined even when things don’t go perfectly it’s okay!
Like I said in my introduction my page is all about transparency and showing that you don’t have to be perfect 100% of the time during your wonyoungism journey, Mistakes are okay.
So stay strong, love you!
Sincerely,
- Miu ❤️
P.S happy birthday to me! 🎉
Quick lil announcement
Hi bb😊
So, I feel the need to address something. I know that I work slow. It takes me a while to answer questions and write requests. And I’m sorry. I’m the type of writer who won’t publish something unless I’m happy with it and I just don’t write well if I force myself to. I have bursts of inspiration every few days and that’s when I tend to get things out. That’s just how I work.
So if your left waiting for a while for your request to be answered then I’m sorry. But please don’t blow up my inbox asking about it. It really stresses me out and makes me feel bad.
On top of everything, my father just practically kicked me out of his life, so I hope you understand when I say I’m under a lot of stress right now.
Again, I’m sorry if I’m making you impatient but I’m doing the best I can.
forgive yourself. whether you fail a test, eat too many cookies, say the wrong thing, fail a class, or spend a whole day in bed — learn to forgive yourself. the next day will be better. the next day will be a day closer to your next success. you can do it.
There are no rules on when to be productive.
If you cannot function in the morning
You can do your work, homework, chores, etc. at 3am
You can go grocery shopping at 11:29pm on a thursday
You can shower, make your bed, brush your teeth at 3pm
You can write an essay in your bed at 9pm and go to bed at 1am
Don't force yourself to wake up at 5am to be productive and then think the day's ruined when you wake at noon
Doing something in a weird way is still doing something
hey. i'm back
helloe, i'm sorry I haven't posted in so long. things have been wild. I made friends who helped me stop cutting and now I'm a bit more healthy. me and mum moved out of my stepdad's house, ik I don't really talk ab my personal life at all, but that's about to change. a lot of things are, actually.
for starters, i'd like to inform you on where I was at in my life before this post.
Tw: abuse, mental illness, self harm
anxiety/depression (diagnosed) was fucking me (and still kinda is)
I was slitting my ankles with anything I could find.
I was homeschooled, the only place I was allowed to go was church, and I had to hide tumblr and discord from my (emotionally, sometimes physically) abusive stepdad.
I felt extremely lonely.
but see, as I was hiding my accounts from my stepdad, I met people on the internet who genuinely cared about me, and helped me stop cutting. these people are like my real family and I love them with every fiber of my being.
my mum, my little sister, and I finally moved out and mum is in court against stepdad after over 9 years of being together. we are living with my bitchy grandparents. I mean, they aren't as bad as my ex-stepdad but they're kinda homophobic and bitchy/annoying.
change comes slow and the only way out is through. I'm still getting help for some mental things, but i'm finally out of that really toxic environment. I'm somewhat better now, ofc I'll still need to work on myself but stepdad is gone and i'm sorta free.
the place i'm in rn is sorta better, though my grandparents are more demanding and don't really care about me. i'll talk about them more some other time but yeah.