Don’t go to New York and eat Sbarro’s for lunch, you feel me?
One day, you’ll have your “but I love me more” moment. And then your life will unfold like the finale of Sex & the City and you’ll be walking down a city street to “You’ve Got The Love.” I’m half joking about this.
Everything negative we experience is a derivative of gaps in our psychological health: between what we attract, how we process and how we cope afterwards.
We have to start embracing that relationships, like the people in them, will be flawed in a thousand ways, and what makes them last is our ability to cope, not our ability to ignore the issues or deny their existence.
Autumn is indefinite. You’ll get glimpses of what was and what’s coming, and in those days of familiar heat or foreign cold, you appreciate the balance, and the equilibrium that much more. Also: PUMPKIN SPICE LATTES AND SCARVES.
You’ll love them because you know you’re meant to, and because this knowing comes from a place so deep within you, it’s something that cannot be reckoned with. It simply is, as are you.
You will never be on your death bed wishing you worked a soulless job for just a few more hours.
We, as a culture, are of the belief that suicide is both the result of mental illness and it is considered something that is cowardly and “weak” because the person didn’t respect their life nor did they respect the lives of those they were acquainted with. But what Martin Manley did challenged all of that.
We learn that these things are roadblocks that we aren’t supposed to knock down, because they serve us and show us that we need to go in another direction. We learn to love them for that, even though we don’t love them at all.
That you are not the summation of your comparisons to other people.