Things I Love (But Pretend To Hate)

someone holds up a book that says "happy" in a library

I love when people give me nicknames, even when I say I hate them. There aren’t a lot of fun, cute ways to shorten my name, but there’s still something so intimate when someone finds a way to, anyway. I like the feeling that someone knows me so well that we become an informality; I like knowing that they, and they alone, have a word that stands just for me.

8 Little Cosmic Reminders To Aid Your Healing

You are the direct result of approximately 4 billion years of unbroken lineage all the way from single celled organisms. Remember this when you feel invalid. It took 4 billion years to make you for this very moment. Your existence has meaning.