I wholeheartedly believe that learning is beautiful. It is sensational.
It truly is sad that society has placed so much importance on finding the love of your life and has come up with this sort of unwritten rule that being single equals having a lonely, bitter life.
I believe in some ways we are forever learning who we are through experiences.
The journey to self-discovery is a long one; one that most people haven’t even begun to encounter yet.
The pressure that society, our parents, our peers, and anyone with a pulse and an opinion places on millennials to have it all figured out is crippling.
I made the choice, on a whim, to take myself out to dinner.
When you step out of the space you’ve been in day after day, you get out of the “mental blocks” too. The knots in your head begin to untangle. Suddenly, you don’t mind rolling down the windows to let in the fresh air on the highway.
Someone asked me what my favorite color was yesterday. I didn’t know. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I don’t know who I am.
For once, let go of that need to look pretty and present your “best” self. Truth is, you are your best when you are, simply and truthfully, just you.
As much as I do love daydreaming and mindlessly pinning away the details of my dream wedding on Pinterest, there is this notion out there that always leaves me wanting…why does the perfect love story require finding your other half? Why does a person have to complete you?