Confrontation Isn’t About Getting Someone to Apologize
No one could take away my reality.
No one could take away my reality.
I used to think that life is black and white and I could trust the system, but it’s sadly not the case.
Doing morally ambiguous things — even moderately — for instant gratification while assuming minimal consequences is short-sighted at best.
I have gone through many heartbreaks in the last twenty-something years of my life and, if there’s something good I’ve learned, it’s that there’s a way out — a way that will help you become a much better person who is capable of manifesting your dream life.
When your relationships don’t work out, it’s easy to blame yourself and think something is wrong with you. But a relationship’s outcome is neither about you as an individual or your self-worth.
A toxic goal is a goal that is made based on negativity, such as what you hate about yourself and what you think you’re lacking.
The point of no-contact is to move on, not get a response from your ex. I’m going to tell you exactly how to get through this, but you’ll need to follow my recipe exactly.
There are always some issues here and there, there will be times when I feel down and depressed, but at least now I know for a fact that I’m whole and I’m enough for myself and I’m committed to maintaining this healthy headspace regardless of where I am at in life.
Being present isn’t easy. Letting go of the familiarity and comfort of past experiences, even the bad ones, isn’t easy. When we walk head-straight and step into the unknown with both eyes wide-open, it can be nerve-wracking.
I wouldn’t have to worry about making bad decisions because a decision based on good core values will always serve me in the long run.
Our issues and my past issues rolled into a ball too ugly and heavy that it took me months and months to crawl out of it.
A lot of things are me and it’s not my fault. I’m just unlucky and also, really, really lucky in many ways.
I know I have changed. Lots of experiences have changed me. I’m not the person I was a year ago, or two years ago.
I’m 25 now. And I’m starting to think that this is the best age to fuck things up. Because when else would you do it? You don’t want to do it at 35.
The guy who likes the chase is the guy who cares about feeding his ego more than getting to know you.
Sit with yourself because there are times no one and nothing could help you but you.
Sometimes the only way out is through.
Now I don’t think that I need a boyfriend to be happy but as a well-rounded person who has other aspects of her life in order, I do care about having a good relationship.
My biggest takeaway from all this bullshit is that oxytocin is a real bitch. You can’t date like me.
I’m so grateful and hopeful. I’m proud of myself for the fact that even in the most stressful times, I’ve never stopped working on myself.