I realized everything could be going wrong for me but I don’t have control over those things. I can’t control those things. The only thing I have control over is how I react to the things that are going wrong.
Maybe no one told you this often enough, but it is okay to be sad. It’s all right to feel things to a point that makes you want to clench your fists tight. It’s fine to be angry.
Many complaints couples have about each other will never go away. If that’s bad news, the good news is that complaints don’t have to drive a relationship to a bitter end.
I always thought being your “little girl” was a title that would always be at the top of your priority list. I’m not going to lie. It hurts like hell, and it probably will for a while.
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.