Think of anger like an iceberg, a large piece of ice found floating in the open ocean. Most of the iceberg is hidden below the surface of the water.
These emotions are visitors to the vessel that I am, and I love them, and feel them.
I tend to be a people pleaser. Which is not the best way to be.
A woman in her certainty is a force to be reckoned with. We are comfortable with our path and stay true to our course. We also know right from wrong and are equipped to fight for it.
I am angry. I am angry with my mother. I have been angry with her for a very long time.
Depression never leaves you alone. Every morning, he awakens before you do. You wake up to him sitting on your chest, a large black creature, staring you in the face with eyes that never blink.
Louis L’Amour didn’t publish his first novel until he was 43 years old. Almost 20 years after he started writing on a daily basis.
My mind is blown that I still care about you. I’m blown away that after all you’ve caused, I still wish you well.
She only replies with an emoji. If she sends you a single heart after you say, “I love you,” then she’s not happy. At all.
You want to be with someone who can look at you and still tell you that no matter how angry you make them that they still love you.