What I’ve learned is this: muscle memory isn’t always about remembering to hold on, but learning to let go.
We all deserve to be loved healthily and adequately and the first step is putting a stop to toxic behaviors.
Here is what I know about love: it’s uncontrollable and unavoidable. I cannot control when I fall in love, or when I fall out of it. I can, however, control how I continue to wake up every day believing that I’m deserving of love.
It’s time we stop treating moving on as a journey to achieve revenge, because it taints any happiness we may find, any people we may meet and any joy we’re bound to discover within ourselves.
There are almost a million different ways to assure someone that love will find them, and almost every one sounds as annoying as the last.
We’re all young, not ready to be tied down and the unicorn in this myth is that everyone will find someone else at closing time because we don’t have to go home but we can’t stay here. You get it, I get it, everyone on my Twitter feed gets it; we’re all sick of being alone.