One of my January reflection goals was to learn to love myself again. A part of that process has been making it a routine to listen to my body.
Listening to your body is a practice (and yes, sometimes it is hard + involves tissues <3 <3 <3). It means pausing to sit, breathe, relax the muscles in your face, neck, shoulders, all the way down to your toes. It means asking your inner self, “how do you feel” and “what do you need?”.
Lyrics:
When the knife finds you with your
Hands all tied and the silence holds the answers
I am blind for the for the sun that wets the eyes
Simple measure, emulator
And if you fight, I could be that
wonderlight with no guidance
Other than my happy days
Often climb when you’re ruined
With another
Hold me with your porcupine
While I catch on fire
Open letters grow the flowers
I know I got to let, let it go
Letting it go
I got to let, let it go
I know I got to let, let it go
Letting it go
I got to let, let it go
When the knife finds you with your
With your
With your
Hands all tied
And the silence holds the answers
I am blind for the for the sun that wets the eyes
Open letters grow the flowers
Letting it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
I know
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Letting it go
I know I got to let, let it go
Letting it go
I got to let, let it go
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
For when you’re sad but also feel angst and pent up emotions that come out in tearz <3 <3 <3
Below is Part Three of author Holly Grigg-Spall’s interview about what withdrawal symptoms someone would experience after they’ve stopped taking hormonal birth control and how it’ll affect their mental health.
This Sadcore Sundays song “Waltz” by The Monroe Transfer was picked by Abigail Tarttelin, author of “Golden Boy” and “Flick,” director of “The Danelaw,” editor of “I Hope You Like Feminist Rants” zine and singer in feminist band GirlBoy. Basically she’s an overall badass. Check out her Instagram at @civilizedanimal and her site here.