Searching for the wings to fly

I'm Louise,

Rapidly reaching 30, recovering from an eating disorder. The details and the diagnosis aren't important. I gave almost two decades to the illness and I'm now fighting to live a LIFE and to be happy. I am lucky to be alive. It's hard, but recovery is worth it.

My doctors told that I'd never recover. Every day I am proving them wrong.

I love nature, animals, Gillian Anderson and dreaming. I love the sound of rain on a tent, when I'm tucked up inside. I would not be the same person without my cats, my girlfriend and my beyond awesome friends.

I believe that I will continue to let go of this illness and one day I will be completely free. ♥

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takemeintothebeautiful:

I did not die and yet I lost life’s breath
Imagine for yourself what I became
Deprived at once of both my life and death.

-Dante, Canto XXXIV, Inferno.

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What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you’d never forget?

Jodi Picoult, The Tenth Circle (via allbutdreamers)

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Unless you are prepared to give up something valuable you will never be able to truly change at all, because you’ll be forever in the control of things you can’t give up.

Andy Law

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There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.

Nelson Mandela

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Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn’t do it better. Every seed destroys its container or else there would be no fruition.

Florida Scott-Maxwell

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I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.

Lisa Kleypas (Blue-Eyed Devil)

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Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognised, or even worse, returned. But one thing about human beings that puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.

Sigmund Freud (via saddest-summer)

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