Do you suck at taking care of yourself?
For a long time, I had wanted the world to tell me I was a good writer. At the same time, I was plagued by fears that I was a terrible writer. These two often go hand in hand – we are insecure about x, and want the world to reassure us out of our insecurity with praise.
Affection is how I say I love you. It’s how I feel loved in return.
I’m a recovering perfectionist. That’s not to say that I was ever particularly good at the things I was doing. In truth, I am a shitty perfectionist and you won’t find any evidence of my obsession in my work.
Too many people are under this false belief that to be whole, we must have someone there to love us. This is simply not true.
Pain cannot be ignored. Try as you may, you can’t compartmentalize it and hope that that will be the last you see of it.
She played her music louder, she walked prouder. She realized she wasn’t a drop inside the ocean, she was the whole damn ocean inside a drop.
If you got fat the instant you ate ice-cream, you probably wouldn’t eat it. If you got lung cancer the moment you smoked a cigarette, you probably wouldn’t smoke it.
You don’t control everything in your life, but you control how you act, how you deal with your problems, and how you treat others.