Sometimes it’s better to just let things be, let people go, don’t fight for closure, don’t ask for explanations, don’t chase answers and don’t expect people to understand where you’re coming from.
By your 40s, you’re finally learning to put yourself first, and it’s magic. You’re also less critical of yourself as a result, which opens your eyes to how hard you were on yourself before.
I want what I give, given back to me in return.
The best revenge is not caring what other people think; not letting their actions affect you, not seeing yourself through their eyes, not trying so hard to impress them and learning that they’re not superior just because they have things you don’t have.
Crying is never a sign of weakness. It only shows you are human and that you are confident with your emotions.
Dream as big and as much as you can and never stop chasing it.
Until the music stops. Until I’ve slammed all the drinks. Until I smoked all the cigarettes. Until the bad sex is over. Until the party ends.
Naked and screaming you arrived: a living, breathing organism made of flesh, skin, and bones on a rock spinning a thousand miles per hour as it levitates around a giant ball of fire in an infinite universe of exploding stars,…
Staying where you don’t belong may be comfortable, but the inevitable complacency attached to the comfort is never worth it. If you’re not a little scared about the uncertainty of what’s coming up next, you might be doing things wrong.
Becoming the best version of ourselves is primarily a process of letting go of the conditioned expectations that diminish our authenticity.