Actions done with good intentions can still end up hurting others.
I’ll completely forget all the rules I’ve learned about interacting with the opposite sex – I’ll interrupt him, speak loudly, probably sound too eager, and he’ll mirror me.
What we have is an energy. Not a unique one I might add, since we never reach exclusivity. Again, therein lies the comfort. Solely energy. Rawness and honesty. No future, only a past and for me, a procrastination of our present.
So what is it that I’m missing? Well, I can tell you this much, I’m missing out on a half-assed lover, lukewarm affection, and a generally unfaithful partner.
In order to find the things in this life worth holding onto, we must first master the art of letting go.
We shouldn’t be ashamed of feeling beautiful and wanting to share it with our friends and with the world.
Know that your own heart is good and live your life with the best intentions and never apologize if someone doesn’t like that. Apologize if you have intentionally inflicted harm on another, but not if you spoke your truth and it bothered them.
Sometimes things have to get so bad before they can get better.
We are meant to take the dirt thrown at our names and use it to grow flowers. We are meant to find that ounce of clarity in our lives as to who is really on our team.
I don’t want to compete with you. I want us both to win and to beat the insecurity that he so skillfully installed.