I’m watching you self-medicate to cope and it breaks me. It breaks my heart to see you filling voids with empty, harmful things. I know the pain beneath the cover up. I know the sorrow behind the smirk. I recognize it because it’s lived inside me too. I know that even in a crowded room you can feel alone.
I know that in the middle of going through the motions of learning how to be okay, you’re...
Thursday, June 21, 2018
Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Grace Under Pressure
We’ve put such pressure on ourselves and others to always be
the best and to always exceed expectations, that when someone, including ourselves,
doesn’t meet or exceed our expectations, we get angry and write them off as
unworthy. I’ll be the first to tell you I’m guilty.
I put rules and expectations on people that I never tell
them about and then get mad when they can’t meet them. I expect...
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