Through the nights of crying and the days of walking past you with my head down and my stomach sucked in, I have learned a lesson that will get me through the hardest of times.
The best people don’t waste time being mean even when someone isn’t kind to them. They are mature enough to just walk away and not get too emotionally affected by it.
You only exist as a reminder to count your departure as one of our blessings.
“You’re the most anxious person I have ever dated.”
Anything forced will always be temporary and anyone who diminishes your self-worth will never be the person who brings out the best in you.
People love trusting people. They love to know that they can trust you with their deepest, darkest, dirtiest secret and that you will keep it safe.
They remember your failures and your losses very well but they never celebrate your accomplishments with you. They find more joy in your setbacks than your comebacks.
Let me tell you about my lies: I lied when I told you that I was fine. The truth is I cried myself to sleep the night before because I miss you.
You both liked each other and it was clear, but he wouldn’t commit and kept saying it was timing. Now, you know that that was bullshit too. You were angry, absolutely. He was wrong for you, yes. You knew that you deserve better, no doubt about it. It has been time to move on, of course. But your feet weren’t moving. You haven’t left.
For those suffering with a family member who has an addiction, think long and hard if you want to cut them out of your life. Don’t do it out of anger. You’ll eventually regret it.