I cannot heal you, I can only love you. And sometimes that is simply not enough
Fixing Your Life
Ignoring texts when your friends ask you to hang out, and then wonder why you’re always at home?
When I say that you broke my heart, I mean you broke every bit of me. My happiness was gone. My best friend was gone. My other half was gone.
Being someone’s employee does not guarantee that you’ll be all set for years. It only means that you’re putting your faith in someone else’s hands and choosing to work on their goals instead of on your own.
The funniest thing about perfectionists is that they rarely realize they’re perfectionists.
I can’t wave a magic wand and fix you, make all of your problems disappear like a rabbit in a hat, but I can be here for you, always, and I will be.
Because fixing something requires strength, patience, perseverance, resilience and wisdom and sometimes human beings run out of all that.
Empaths are more sensitive than other people, and this is a great thing. They aren’t going to tolerate you consistently complaining without making change, judging without checking yourself, or worrying without cause.
Sometimes constantly giving isn’t just pretty colours, it’s a dark shade, too.
I hate the fact that we, me and her, are now just a memory to look back at. I hate the fact the she was just another sad love song.