Good people don’t make others feel less than. They don’t control them with horrible words or extort their insecurities.
The seven stages of grief absolutely exist. They come in waves, and there is no acceptable time frame in which one can pass through them.
We regret our eagerness, how caught up we get in the dream of being saved and cared for, how often we fall into the trap of making someone else our world.
I don’t wish you well because for a tremendously long time, you were one of the most considerate individuals I ever met. Or so I thought. And end of the day, you aren’t. No one likes being bamboozled.
The key is to be mentally present for that stroll. If you are walking but your mental gears are still churning over the problem or over someone else’s bad behavior, you will fail to observe your surroundings.
I’m sorry you blame me.
Your best friend is like your other half, you share everything with her, and she knows more about you than you know about yourself – you’d trust her with your life. Though in my case, I probably shouldn’t have.
Watery eyes, raised voices and shaky hands are not dismissive: they are powerful.
Hanger: The combination of anger and hunger resulting in a grumpy mood, random outbursts, and irrational fantasies of desired food.
What we really want is to see our forgiveness wish shredded and granted.