The One Thing I Can’t Stop Thinking About That Still Hurts Me
I’ve been holding on to something for a long time. A very long time.
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Happiness Is Disliking the Correct People
I’m super happy these days. And a big part of that is who I don’t have around me.
Make Space for Positive Emotions Like You Would a Quiet Friend
We must check in on these other emotions that are quieter and more easily forgotten. It’s very much like creating space for a quiet friend to participate in a conversation when they’re trying to talk but no one is listening to them.
When They Want a Contract That’s Only Binding on Your Side
“It’s wild,” I say. “They love commitment, that’s the funny thing. But only when it means other people are beholden to them. It’s like they want a contract but one that’s only binding on your side.”
I Am Tired of Big Moments. I’m Craving Something Small.
I’m tired of big moments. Unprecedented this or that. There’s a reason that “may you live in interesting times” is considered a curse and not a blessing.
When You’re So Scared of Being the Mean Girl That You Project & Assume Everyone Hates You
I’ve had a really hard time the past couple of years, thinking that people don’t like me. Seriously, it’s been a very marked uptick the past few years.
The Worst Feeling Is Dealing With an Unwelcome Epiphany
The worst feeling is when you realize that the thing other people have been telling you for years, the thing you dismissed out of hand, didn’t want to be true, didn’t think could possibly be true… is true.
When the Only Reason You’re Staying Is Because You Said You Would
He storms out. It’s the worst thing I could have said. I’ll think about that a lot later — how sometimes the truth is the worst possible thing you can say. And how if the truth is the worst possible thing you can say, that’s a sign that it needs to end.
We Never Know How Bad Something Is Until It’s Over
I’m forever amazed by how we never know how bad something is until it’s over. Not until the worst of it has passed and we’re safe do we feel the pain of the experiences we’re merely surviving.
