Charlotte Green

You don’t know if anything is particularly wrong with you, you just know that there is a storyline of love that everyone else gets to follow except for you.

They don’t understand. They think they are helping, but they don’t get it.

When I call you and you don’t pick up and I call you again — maybe even four times — I know that I’m bothering you. I know that you think I’m the ‘crazy’ ‘needy’ girl that you have to gently let down again.

We choose not leaving our hometown because we think it guarantees us friends and comfort. We choose to stay in unfulfilling relationships because we think it guarantees we will never be alone.

The siblings/cousins who have a long-term SO to bring around for the holidays are basically the celebrities of the family.

I see my friends getting engaged on Facebook almost every weekend now, and I always do the right thing. I say congratulations, I ‘like’ their pictures of the ring and their professional portraits.

Now we have jobs, and bills, and real responsibilities that make all of that feel like some kind of fever dream.

Basically every aspect of your life, from high school onwards, is well-documented on the internet. And they are going to see that, and believe that they’re going to judge the hell out of it.

Family members who make you feel terribly about yourself, who contribute nothing to your life, and whose only connection to you is genetics at this point.

Make a pact with your friends to never force each other into ugly/unflattering bridesmaids dresses.

Everyone needs more exercise, and it can certainly help a lot of people with temporary bouts of sadness, but someone who experiencing clinical depression is not going to be greatly helped by upping their cardio routine.

Being with him has made you irrationally jealous and spiteful of other women, as though every last one of them is an active threat to your relationship.

For so long, I told myself that things could never work out with her, because there was some key ingredient that the two of them did not have together — something which I had kept with me when he left.

Your long-term relationships have ended because you felt that you needed to break free and be on your own for a while, but you quickly followed them up with a rebound who gave you all of the emotional affirmation you couldn’t live without.

Enjoy long Sunday mornings without children jumping on your bed to wake you up at the crack of dawn to make them breakfast.

Remember that a huge part of sex is learning, and we were all bad once, and there is nothing that a sexual novice needs in bed less than another faked orgasm which gives him confirmation that what he was doing was right and appropriate.

You are still in that phase where you’re really into sex but you can only deal with so much post-coital spooning before you’re like, “Please leave, I want to watch Netflix and eat food by myself.”

We want to be loved, in a way that isn’t directly tied to how pure we are sexually or how much we’re willing to “give away.”