10 Ways The Internet Is Making Us Depressed
What is it about Facebook that makes me hate myself?
What is it about Facebook that makes me hate myself?
The one that KILLS me is this idea that in order to embody this feminine ideal, the cool girlfriend, you must be “totally chill” with your boyfriend’s ex-partners and if you’re not, then you’re crazy.
My parents split during my high school years.
Why do we have such a strong desire to be right all the time?
Don’t get me wrong – I’m a huge fan of romance novels!
They won’t see me as the competent, intelligent, strong woman I have worked hard to become, they’ll see me as someone who had an honest conversation with someone about which color a napkin should be.
True, I do know many moms who are able to juggle work and children tremendously well, but I know so many more people who believe that their wedding and engagement is cause for celebration(s).
Thank you for the greatest gift ever. Thank you for not marrying me.
As much as I search for you in the dark, you are never going to reach your hand out to meet mine. I will forever be fumbling in our memories alone.
Instead of dying your hair bleach blonde, ending your 4-year relationship with your college boyfriend or writing countless entries in your diary turned very sad, handwritten book, take a second and breathe.