This time 2 years ago I was planning a trip to see Hugh in Phantom for the first time…
And now I’m about to see him in Phantom for what may very well be the last time. :’(
Hello there! :) I noticed you've been reblogging a lot of depression/anxiety posts and so I wanted you to know that you are loved. Know that there is a plan for your life, and even if things don't seem to be going the way you want them, things will start looking up soon.
Transformation isn’t easy. It isn’t pretty. Ever watch a bird hatch? It’s fucking exhausting. You don’t ascend from that lowest place of your life in a tidy straight line, moving a few inches upward every day. No, it’s a messy and jerky and unpredictable trajectory. But it is a trajectory. And the general direction - from the moment of your decision forward - is always going to be UP. Up and out. You will shed whatever and whomever you need to shed. You will find whatever and whomever you need to find. You will crawl and bawl. Until eventually you are standing, finally, on your own two feet in your own shower of light. Until you are the person you never would have been, had you never met your own worst darkness face-to-face. And that is the gift that ruin offers us.
I honestly think we’re meant to be in each other’s lives in some way or another. I don’t know exactly what that means for each of us individually, and I don’t know why, but there are times that I feel like fate is having its way with us.