Tell a trusted loved one something you’ve held inside for too long.
I don’t know what makes me happy.
Whether it’s meetings or friends or people who just get you and what you like, community makes even the worst shit palatable.
Sometimes I think adulthood is forgetting everything that made me whole.
She is a badass woman with a career to envy. She also has a mental illness. She tells us you can be both.
You can’t always keep up, physically.
The truth is, most of us rejected girls don’t get this moment. But I guess we have hope.
I call my mother and hope she isn’t disappointed.
So yeah…I eat, live, and breathe Buffy.
A man who cares isn’t callous. A man who cares isn’t selective. A man who wants you doesn’t ask you to jump through hoops.