When you feel pain you feel it alone. No one feels exactly what you feel at the same time, so why should any decision you make have to revolve around someone else?
Am I clinging to the future in hopes it will be better?
Stop looking for things to complain and be upset about. Will it matter next week? No? Then stop worrying about it.
I hate how much we make weight a factor. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. The number on the scale does not define you; you are so much more than the size of your jeans.
It’s OK to fight-all couples fight. It’s about how you “fight.”
As long as you’re happy, he should be happy and if he’s not then he’s not the person for you. He doesn’t know what it feels like to be a female and how hard that is without even getting naked.
You’ll always remember him, but maybe you’ll forget what his kiss felt like or what his deodorant smelled like. Maybe you will forget the little things, but you probably won’t ever forget him completely and that’s okay.
Think of your lowest, hardest times in life and see them as blessings. If you can’t now, try to do so sometime in the future. Forgive yourself. Forgive others. GROW IN. Remember who you were and think about who you are now. The more you love yourself, the more you’ll love the world.
I can’t control the tears, the anxiety or the sickness I feel inside me.
But I’ll let them be a reminder to appreciate how good things are when they’re good and to feel the desperation in my heart when things are bad.
Write everything down, pour your heart out in that journal and don’t stop until you feel free. Until you feel you’ve finally released all your thoughts and you can breathe easier. Then light the pages on fire and watch them burn in front of your eyes.