You Are More Than The Bad Things That Have Happened To You
Remember that memories are only as powerful as the person who has lived them allows them to be.
Remember that memories are only as powerful as the person who has lived them allows them to be.
I am no longer the insecure and broken little girl who fell in love with someone who didn’t respect me. I am stronger, wiser, and more confident about what I have to offer the world. I know better than to settle for mediocrity in relationships, and I refuse to let the fire burning brightly within me fizzle out at the hands of someone else.
The truth is, these prophetic heroes are few and far between. There is no beauty to be found in sadness. Running back to the things that cause us pain isn’t brave; it’s reckless.
I miss my innocence. I miss feeling invincible. There is a small part of me that will always be frozen in time at fifteen, praying that things will turn out differently. I am still learning to be okay with that.
Our generation is riddled with indifference. Nobody wants to be the one who cares too much, so we act like we don’t care about anything at all.
“Please don’t tell me that being single in my twenties is like having the golden ticket to freedom. Don’t pretend that you envy me because I don’t have anybody to answer to. “
Your dreams won’t all come true at once, but with patience you will start to find the missing pieces of your puzzle in places you never even thought to look.
When you’re the one that everybody runs to, you start to feel this overwhelming pressure to stand still.
This is what he didn’t want you to know: you scared the shit out of him. But not for the reasons that you think.
I’ve become someone who is equal parts soft hearted, hard edges, and thick skin.