The biggest lie we tell ourselves is, “It’s just who I am.”
These stories of first love turned only love are despairingly rare.
Boundaries are a healthy and necessary part of life. They’re meant to give others guidelines on behavior we are and are not okay with.
When you don’t take the time to practice self-love, you become the broken vessel.
What happens when you never learned how to give up, how to let people go, how to put your own needs first?
I want you even when I’m not sure if you’re good for me anymore.
We’ve all heard the old adage “The right thing at the wrong time is still the wrong thing.”
Can I sit with you in the dark?
However you’re feeling right now is okay. Missing them is okay. Being mad at them is okay.
Do the feelings, like a wound, ache in the beginning, then become less and less pronounced until one day you forget it ever hurt at all?