Don’t settle for someone you have to put on an act around. Don’t settle for someone who makes you feel like you have to hold back your weirdness in order to be accepted. Don’t settle for someone who wants a cardboard version of you instead of the real deal.
My anxiety makes it impossible to win. I’m either going to have anxiety about going out with people or I’m going to have anxiety about canceling plans. I’m either going to be uncomfortable in a crowd or uncomfortable in my own bedroom.
My pessimism hasn’t helped me in the long run. It has only made me grouchier, more paranoid, less approachable. I keep my expectations low in order to protect my heart, but it isn’t even working.
I can’t figure out why you would stop talking to me out of nowhere.
When you love someone, you make mistakes together. You take steps backward together. You recover together. You fumble through the world together.
Sometimes I let my roots grow long. Sometimes I let my nails get chipped. Sometimes I run on coffee instead of sleep. Sometimes I forget to put effort into myself because I am busy worrying about everyone else.
Everyone keeps telling me to forgive you. They tell me it will help in the healing process. They tell me it will lift a weight off my shoulders. They tell me it’s the right thing to do.
Just because you’re with someone who treats you well doesn’t mean you’re with the right person. Just because nothing is technically wrong doesn’t mean everything is going well.
Your forever person shouldn’t hide you away inside their apartment. They shouldn’t restrict date nights to watching Netflix and grabbing fast food to eat back at their place.
Asking for help does not make you any less independent. It does not make you needy. It does not make you clingy.