mental-health
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I will walk. I will sweat. I will live. Not for their comfort, not for their approval, not for their control. To every woman: take up space, speak your truth, move freely. Our existence is not an invitation—it’s a rebellion. ✨💥 #NotYourProperty #WomenUnapologetic #TakeUpSpace #ShePersists #FreedomToBe #DefyTheNorms #Harrasment
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Some girls burn bridges, some disappear without notice. Me? I do both. I love too easily, forget too quickly, and leave like Arrivederci quiet, final, unstoppable. #Arrivederci #DarkAesthetic #MoodyVibes #CinematicMood #EmotionalChaos #HauntingConfession #LonelyHeart #PrettyKindOfAbsence #Introspective #LostSouls #GoodbyeForever
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Smiling on the shore is easy when you’re not the one drowning 🌊💔 #SaltInMyLungs #DrowningSilently #UnseenBattles #Sadness #overwhelmed
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He wanted loyalty, silence, and sex. I wanted a hug and a heart. We weren’t the same species. I was feeding hearts and hoping for hugs. He was serving ego with a side of silence. #HeartSpeak #WriterLife #HealingJourney #ModernRomance #StopBeggingForLove #LoveIsMutual #EmotionalStarvation #AuthenticConnections #BlackGirlWriter #BloggersKE
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I knocked. I waited. I loved loudly. Now I’m quiet. Not bitter—just done. And my silence? That’s the goodbye. #SoftGoodbye #HealingHeart #PoeticTruth #Healing #Growth #SoftGoodbye #EmotionalTruth #TiredHeart #NoMoreChasing #IGCaptions #WritingFromTheHeart
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I am bidding my farewell to the past, to the blind version of myself who refused to see things for what they truly were. It’s finally time to walk away. This place, once so familiar, has become a tortured ground. A haunted house where the ghosts knew me by name, where the walls whispered my
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Today, I sit on the sidelines—not broken, but healing. The tables I built now seat others, yet I remain, gathering strength. This is my journey back to myself. Read the full story—link in bio
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🖤 It’s strange how the people you thought would stay become strangers with familiar faces.
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Life’s challenges can unexpectedly humble us, forcing us to confront vulnerability. The journey to recovery is often fraught with loss and grief, as we let go of old connections and search for control amid chaos. Yet, within this struggle, a flicker of hope persists, guiding us toward growth and healing through perseverance and the courage…
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This is one of the hardest pieces I’ve ever written. It’s personal, painful, and honest. I wrote it not just to process my own experience, but to give voice to the women who’ve gone through similar heartbreaks and had to pick themselves up in silence. If you’ve been there, I see you. If you haven’t,…
Insight of a Kenyan Girl 