I’m working through my brain’s lack of serotonin one day at a time.
Text him. The guy who pulls you in every time you want to let go. The guy you know is wrong for you, no matter how much you wish he were right.
As I wait for You to send me a sign of Your presence, navigate me through the darkness and bring me into the light, reminding me that in Your deep love for me, You will never leave my side.
I will never unlatch my fingers from yours, soothing your deepest worries, proving that nothing can pull us apart.
The true “perfect” girls approach the world with boundless ambition, even as they feel directionless.
Maybe 23 is simply a gateway to bigger, better things, an opportunity for you to build the life you were meant for.
No matter what you eat, don’t sweat it off.
Without them, you will grow.
No matter what prevents you from living wholeheartedly, you hold within you the powerful desire for personal transformation — and the ability to thrive as you begin your new life.
Together, we were the perfect storm.