I Don’t Want To Be The Bigger Person Anymore
The truth is, I’m exhausted.
The truth is, I’m exhausted.
Your anxiety is coded as fear because you’re trying to protect yourself from all the possible negative outcomes.
The way I looked at relationships changed when I realized that I’d spent most of my life trying to manipulate people—mostly men—into loving me.
Right now, I choose to be defiant. I’m going to kick, scream, claw, drag, roll, vomit, and huff and puff my way back to life.
It’s okay if all you did today was open your eyes. It’s okay if all you did today was drag yourself from the bed to the fridge to the bathroom—if that.
You’ve had an emotional year, and here you are. You’re still standing or lying or barely crawling, but you’re here.
Either you believe you can or you don’t. I’m not saying that it’s easy, but you don’t have to make it harder than it needs to be. Struggling is not a prerequisite for your life.