Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 " i wish i could say i am a light that never goes out, but i flicker from time to time. " // oh, little one, you have burned so quietly for so long, haven't you? burnt yourself out trying to give others light? wishing, desperately, that they would notice the way your hands shake or the wildflower bruises under your tired eyes. but they never have, have they? and so, it obviously wasn't bad? right? you had more to give, didn't you? how much could you pour yourself out before they noticed ? it is all you've ever known, after all. help, help, help, help. ( are you providing it, or begging for it? ) but you've given too much, spread yourself too thin, didn't you? you are so heavy, so tired. you have spent your life carrying for others the way you wished someone would care for you. but you're worried, aren't you? that if you can't be what they need, if you can't be the pillar for others to lean on, they'll leave you. what you seek is home, a safe place to rest and be taken care of. and little light, you deserve it. you have earned it. you are worth more than what you can provide for others : you deserve the same care you so freely give out. they will love you all the same, honey. set down the world, and rest that weary heart of yours.
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