Remember: Friendship Is About Honesty
I’ll pass on the pleasantries, passive aggressiveness and people pleasing because none of that constructive for my life.
I’ll pass on the pleasantries, passive aggressiveness and people pleasing because none of that constructive for my life.
I think those like me with anxiety know that there is no way in hell we could survive a room full of people talking too much.
Does Kobe Bryant dying suddenly absolve him of his past? No—why would it? But does it mean that people cannot mourn him or idolize him if they see fit?
Each time I skip over an opportunity to be vulnerable, I move further away from allowing people to learn my language. When I shy away from being honest about my hurt feelings because somewhere in my past taught me that sharing didn’t actually matter, I then invalidate my own voice.
I guard myself with sky-high walls, and it’s not because I don’t have massive amounts of love to share, but I just don’t know if my love, my being, my essence could be loved with the same intensity.
My child will ALWAYS come first.