The abuse cycle relies on hot and cold, mean and sweet behavior, which means nice actions after an abusive incident cannot be taken at face value, but rather as embedded in a chronic pattern of behavior.
This is the thing about the beauty of loving yourself. There is no one way to go about it, feel it, and live it. You don’t just find it or happen to come across it. Sometimes, all it simply takes is confidence and a strong mind and heart.
You lose a strong woman by treating her like a woman and not the force of nature she is.
You see, we wreck ourselves because we keep looking at the wrong direction, we keep searching for the incompatible lover, and we keep believing that everyone’s going to hurt us
If you don’t have a pet, get one. Or at least a plant or two. Take care of them like they’re part of your soul.
It’s a sign of maturity if you stayed cordial with an ex. It’s plain weird if either of them try to be friendly on a daily basis.
Eventually I will let this go and move on. I will be able to get out of bed and face the universe without that dreadful feeling like it’s out to get me.
I absolutely, positively promise you that loving me is worth it, because I will make your heart happy.
We need to start reminding ourselves, teaching each other, that endings are always going to happen. But that with endings come rebirths.
The way they smile at you, will make everything ok again. The way they speak to you, will make you realize how much a part of you has missed being truly looked at. The way they laugh at your casual conversation will make you want to see the world from a different light.
I want you to know something: You are not alone. And you are not irreparably broken, no matter what you have experienced.
“Sometimes she likes to talk about little arguments we had with her friends… while I’m sitting right next to her. It’s like she’s talking about me when I’m not there, but I’m still in the room.”
If you have a person that has stolen your heart, tell them. Don’t end up, sitting up at 12:30 in the morning, missing someone so bad that it hurts. Be honest, be vulnerable, say what you feel – because guess what? In the end, you can’t say you didn’t try.
Are you a magician? Because every time I look into your eyes, everything else disappears.
Just let yourself be. Let yourself feel. Let yourself die and be reborn over and over again. Let yourself change. Let yourself realize that you will never be the same. Let yourself grow. Let yourself adapt to life without this person. Let yourself miss the hell out of them. Hope they miss you too.
