Oye hoye -
That’s a powerful quote to go with the pic!!I am worthy
Sometimes you have
to convince yourself
about how worthy you are.
Sometimes you have
to cheer yourself up
especially when no one
is there for you.
You have
to be brave alone.
You have to remind yourself
that you are strong,
worthy, and beautiful.
Sometimes you have
to constantly remind yourself
about the things that
you deserve in order
for you to grow
as a better person.
Remind yourself that
you deserve
to be happy,
you deserve
to be treated well,
and you deserve the things
that you've been wishing for.
Compliment yourself today.
Be proud for your progress.
Be proud for being
a strong person.
Sometimes you just have
to see yourself in the mirror
and be proud for the person
that you have become.
You did well,
always remember that.
Sometimes you just have
to see yourself in the mirror
and say, “I am worthy.”
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-- Apportioning Blame --
You cannot blame a tree
In the event of a hanging.
You cannot blame the ocean
In the event of a drowning.
Do we blame time
For endless minutes and hours?
Do we blame our trusted beliefs
For their mystical powers?
Do we blame the eagle
As it freely soars on high?
Do we blame the wind
As it gently utters a sigh?
Does anyone blame the sun
For the brilliance of its gleam?
Does anyone blame a placid pond
For having such a face serene?
Does anyone blame the moon
When the new moon fails to appear?
Does anyone blame the stars
When we hold their mysteries dear?
Do we blame the unicorn
For stirring our imagination?
Do we blame the haunted house
Allowing ghosts to escape detection?
Do we blame time
For the brevity of the seasons?
Do we blame winter
For being the harshest of the seasons?
Do we blame the fabric of our being
With its torn cloth?
Do we blame the blind for not seeing
Or the impulses of the light-seeking moth?
Is the earth to blame
When it shudders and shakes as thunder?
Is the night to blame
When stars fill our hearts with wonder?
We never blame the desert
When its dryness protects a hidden well.
We never blame the shimmering mirage
When it casts into the mind a tempting spell.
Do we blame sickness and death
For their inevitability?
Do we blame the life of the spirit
For its enduring mystery?
There is always blame to go around,
Someone, something must give account.
Silence blamed for having no sound,
Its emptiness conceals such full amount.