A few years ago, I fell in love with a writer. When I stumbled upon his essays, it was love at first read. He was a brilliant man and a powerful wordsmith.
You don’t talk every day, but you remain well informed about each other’s lives.
On those days, when the tears don’t stop and the sleep does not arrive, when lightning strikes and rips into your life, please remember this: You are going to make it through.
A love story. Sort of.
If you are horrified by what’s happening, feeling ignored and angry, wondering what you did wrong, I need you to remember this: You did the best you could in looking after yourself and getting through till this day.
Beauty is subjective. You don’t need to find yourself beautiful for someone else to find you beautiful.
Not all of us need to wake up, meditate, and work out. Don’t buy into what you read online and what someone else’s routine is like.
The cornerstone of self-love is being able to trust yourself.
Moving on from someone you love is hard and strange and can sometimes take much longer than we’d like. But if there is one thing I do know, it’s that moving on is for everyone.
People walk out in shame. They walk out in fear. They run away. They hide.