I have gotten lately is that I shouldn't stress about the future because time will always give me the answers, not the ones I wanted but the ones I needed to become stronger and wiser.
Over the past 2 years I went through the most mental breakdowns for personal reasons because when I thought all my life lasting plans and dreams would come to life, they were all shut down never getting what I wanted for my life and how I wanted my life to be so I had to unmake them, start over and reevaluate my choices many many times. I am not quite yet where I wanna be but I certainly am where 2 years ago I wish I were, so I'm proud of how far I've come and because that has also shown me things I didn't even know about myself and become better.
And even though forgiving yourself for bad decisions and actions and letting go of the negativity might be hard, it does get better with time, it really does.
"Confess, it felt good," she begins, "Beating me, starving me, frightening me, humiliating me. You didn't do it because you cared about my atonement, you did it because it felt good. I understand. I do things because they feel good. I drink because it feels good. I killed my husband because it felt good to be rid of him. I f--- my brother, because it feels good to feel him inside of me. I lie about f---ing my brother, because it feels good to keep our son safe from hateful hypocrites. I killed your High Sparrow, and all his little sparrows, all his septons and all his septas, all his filthy soldiers because it felt good to watch them burn. It felt good to imagine their shock and their pain. No thought has ever given me greater joy. Even confessing feels good under the right circumstances."
And then, the death knell: "I said my face would be the last thing you saw before you die, do you remember?" she asks the septa.
Though Unella at first believes this is a good thing - that Cersei will kill her quickly and she'll be able to meet the gods - it didn't quite work out that way.
"What? No. Today? You're not going to die today," Cersei says cryptically. "You're not going to die for quite awhile."
Enter the undead Mountain, Ser Gregor Clegane. Unella can only look on horrified as he walks into the room.
"The gods have forsaken you," Cersei tells her. "This is your god now."
thank you zach underwzc <3
thank you holllyy1230 i hope things are going smoothly for you too! :)
awww love yall allisonnotafraid <3 arris i got that from hanging with admir too much, u can tell by the wise words he posted on this blog
