The first boy you love isn’t necessarily going to love you back. But that doesn’t mean your love was not worth it.
I’ve learned to admit my mistakes.
After all, we have created a world where striving for perfection is not only celebrated, it has been normalized.
Being emotionally intelligent means that you are capable of assessing every situation from an agile point of view in order to act accordingly. You aren’t overthrown by your thoughts and emotions because you’re in complete control of them.
We were all playing some sort of pile-up game and I was on top. One thing led to another.
Know who you are. Be comfortable. Eat that burrito dear, no need to be ashamed. It’s OKAY to be single. Cherish your own presence.
“Never love someone so much you lose yourself in them.”
What I’ve come to learn is that in our darkest, hardest, most painfully heartbreaking moments, we’re the closest to truth and source and purpose.
At some point in the past three weeks, the mundane became sacred.
NYC had a huge environmental problem in the 1890s. The city was going to be buried by manure. No technology that existed could solve the problem. 20 years later cars solve the problem. Don’t try to solve every problem today.