Why have the sickness demons decided to pick on me. What did I do to deserve this?
i need ferguson to go down in history books. i need school children in the year 2074 to learn about michael brown being shot on august 9th, 2014 by officer darren wilson. i need this to spark a movement. this can not lose the focus of society a mere month after it happened.
You’re a vampire Michael! My own brother, a goddamn, shit-sucking vampire! You wait ‘till mom finds out, buddy!
Kitty snoring doesn’t really covering how cute and hilarious this is.
My issue is that Im always left feeling more than the other one
like Im always the one thinking about it, being sad over it, crying over it, hurting over it, being angry over it, destroying myself over it while the other person just seems completely … fine.
I think the reason I dont just throw in the towel and 100% not care is the fear of reality, that this is it , that if i decide that Im not gonna try to get someones attention anymore later on , I’ll think ” I shouldve tried harder”.
But i mean you cant always be the one trying.
Sooner or later you have to be ok with the fact that maybe that person really doesnt care, that people hurt you and can go on about life like its nothing.
Sooner or later you have to stop feeling like youre insignificant, you have to stop looking at yourself as the issue every time something doesnt work out.
And sooner or later you have to really decide to move on , cause there might be something better out there for you
Worst: being at a wedding without a date.
Even worse: being at a wedding without a date where all your exes coworkers are as well.
I’m gonna have a niece!!!
Sure, I’m sad, but I’m not looking to soothe that sadness by replacing it with a new relationship. Women are allowed to be sad, and they’re allowed to be single, and they don’t need to hear that one day a man is going to make it all go away by telling her she is good enough again. She’s good enough as she is.
Breathe. You’re going to be okay. Breathe and remember that you’ve been in this place before. You’ve been this uncomfortable and anxious and scared, and you’ve survived. Breathe and know that you can survive this too. These feelings can’t break you. They’re painful and debilitating, but you can sit with them and eventually, they will pass. Maybe not immediately, but sometime soon, they are going to fade and when they do, you’ll look back at this moment and laugh for having doubted your resilience. I know it feels unbearable right now, but keep breathing, again and again. This will pass. I promise it will pass.