If you want to accomplish a goal, stop being so focussed on the goal itself. Become obsessed with the daily grind. Put in work. Persevere. Stop wishing and expect it to be hard.
You are not what your anxiety tells you that you are.
You are only in your 20s once. You will never, ever get this time back. One day someone will wake up at their dead-end job still doing errands for their boss and realize “I wasted my life” – don’t be that guy.
I never want to come on too strong, so I never let anyone know how much their friendship means to me and we eventually start drifting apart.
I don’t know how to fully love myself. But I don’t know if there’s a final destination with self-love or if it’s something we always have to keep working towards and working on.
“I’ll quit smoking/drinking for you. You’re more important.” Translation: Not happening. Never happening.
Every time you have to go to the doctor, you find yourself texting your parents, “Can you make the appointment for me???” The idea of actually picking up the phone and talking to a real, live human being is terrifying to you.
“I wish I would have been able to look for love within myself instead of worrying so much about finding someone to do that job for me.”
You light your vanilla candle, the one your best friend gave you from Bath & Body Works that smells like middle school and memories. It’s 7 pm. You’re already half drunk and exhausted. It’s only Monday.
The girls with the widest smiles have the deepest cracks in their hearts.