Start off on the deep end. You are anything but ignorant, because you came into this knowing how it would end. You both knew all too well that nothing is forever.
Am I living a life where I’m putting my own oxygen mask on first? Or am I exhausting myself by putting other people’s needs ahead of my own?
Expectations can affect how we perceive the world, what we think of ourselves. Expectations can drive behavior and action.
There are uncomfortable unknowns at play in situations like this, especially if you think you could be romantically interested in that adorable stranger.
The world seems obsessed with pointing out how everyone else is a narcissist. But I’m here to ask you—are YOU one, as well?
One day, if not today, someone will see your perfections, and maybe they’ll see your “imperfections,” but I swear, they’ll love all of it the same.
In 12 years, my wife and I have covered a lot of ground. We were married before I graduated college. Pregnant with our first child shortly after. I finished college. New baby. Two miscarriages. Four more children.
There’s seven billion people on this planet and the only way I hurt them is to impose my own choices on them. The only way I hurt ME is to impose my choices on others.
It is time, ladies, to stop apologizing for who we are and what we love. It is time to be real. The time for setting aside socially acceptable expectations is now. The time to stop saying “I’m sorry” is now.
What am I saying here? If you want a ride or die, you’re going to have to be a ride or die.