You will fuck the hurt out of your skin and call it nothing because it is.
Give them the breakup that is real, so they will know, from then on, that the only time it’s over is when it has actually ended.
We’ve all been there. If you haven’t, you probably will at some point. That cute, competent and smart guy at your internship will make you look forward to coming to work every day despite the awaiting horrendous workload and deadlines.
You’ll learn these too.
I think there is nothing more terrible in this world than waiting.
What did you think your future was going to be when you were 13? Did you have dreams? Aspirations?
When your mother loses her mother, you are confronted with a terrifying truth, a truth that will shake you to the core: That one day you will lose your own mother. One day you might bury your own mother.
A date arranged and a confession quickly spilled forward, I was leaving soon.
I realized like most people of a certain privilege, “goodbye” is nothing more than an empty promise.
Perhaps its time we start seeing depression in the same light as cancer.