This is probably one of the hardest things I will ever have to swallow. You were the girl I told everything to, things that I wouldn’t even admit to myself.
Happiness has never been a consistent item in your life. But no matter what happened, happiness was always with you, and more importantly, all around you.
You don’t know what you’re supposed to do, or where you’re supposed to go. There’s a path in front of you, but there’s so much dust in the air, you can’t tell which way to go. You can’t tell which way you’ll be safe.
You can start a new journey wherever you want, doing whatever you want. You just need the courage to take the first step. You’ll find that there’s so much of the world you have yet to see and so much more to you left to discover.
I think about what my definition of God is these days. The gentle and undeniable feeling that the unfathomably omnipresent and omniscient entity we understand as God comes into our lives through whatever avenues are going to work.
I think of other places that might want me better. Anywhere but here, it felt like, and I would be happier. And it made me so sad.
Trying different things is what it means to be human. Curiosity is not a bad thing – it doesn’t kill cats.
At least now, I am adding to the same journal. And now, I’m seeing so many benefits from my sucking at keeping a journal.
Add some green plants. (Ones you won’t kill right away.)
Not only have you lost relationships and dealt with heartbreak, but you’ve experienced loving someone else. You now understand that you aren’t limited to getting just one love in this lifetime.