“We’re gonna be okay,” Anna said. “Maybe you are,” said Caroline. “But I won’t.” “You will. Trust me. We’re both going to be okay.” Anna paused, looked up at the night sky, and sighed.
How full I
when I decided
I couldn’t live
A lot of people’s twin flames are nice, normal people. But sometimes your twin flame is a lying, manipulative sociopath. Sometimes your twin flame is a gaslighting narcissist.
Your affair with a married man will start with you swearing you’d never get involved with an involved man.
They don’t tell you that sometimes you think you’re following your bliss when you’re actually following false promises, or a temporary high, or a bandage to the things that are ailing you.
Your biggest fear is completely forgetting the seemingly very, very important task. Better get it done now, while it’s still fresh in (and consuming) your mind.
That’s the other side of burdens. They can become your fruit, but they will also change you.
Recognize what is worth giving a fuck about. And then give generously with those fucks – with the knowledge that you haven’t squandered them on something meaningless.
Narcissistic people come in all shapes and sizes, and sometimes it’s hard to spot at first.
I resolve to remember I already have resolve, that I’ve come this far with it, and to not act like it’s something I must dig up, create from scratch, make out of absolutely nothing.