The relationship we have with a partner is one where, over time, we peel back all the layers of ourselves and show up as our most vulnerable selves.
It’s hard to think of myself as anything but fair, accepting, and good. I try really hard to be a good person and thinking about having any hints of racism within me makes me feel that any good that was there is completely eradicated.
Any serious relationship will not be easy. Let me repeat that one more time. It. Will. Not. Be. Easy. Let each word sink in and resonate.
I guess the reason I’m most scared of writing about you is because writing about you makes this real. And if it’s real, you’re something I could lose. Which scares me the most.
Explore. The usual attractions in major cities are great, but it’s when you wander down forgotten paths and alleys that you truly discover a city’s hidden gems.
He was the broken one, not you. Don’t let his broken pieces break you.
I’m having fun getting to know you. I don’t need to be so serious about the future. I mean I’m only 23-you don’t need to be my forever person. But I’m happy you’re my person right now.
Time has been my worst enemy, and best friend simultaneously. In the moment, all time seems to do is dredge on, with what feels like little progress being made. But looking back, I see how much has changed.
The hike. The one everyone needs to do if they’re making their way over to Santorini-the hike from Fira to Oia.
When everything is falling apart around you, take that as a sign you’re ready for the next chapter. You’re being forced to demolish aspects of your life so you can continue to build an even better one.