It’s weird how much that helps. To have one other person know the truth. To have that reflecting back at me. I don’t actually need the world to know. Just one or two people.
And if you ever get the feeling you want to run away again, talk to someone about it. Because running away without a word is never going to be the answer to your problems; it will only cause more problems.
It was one of those moments when you feel the future so much that it humbles the present. Her absence was palpable, even though she was still in the room.
Migraines Are Only in Your Mind.
I knew she didn’t suffer fools gladly, but she’d gladly make a fool suffer.
I got confused between what I wanted to happen and what I should have known would happen. I’ve been doing that a lot lately. I know it’s not helpful.
Thinking is your favorite thing to do, isn’t it? Sometimes it’s endearing but sometimes it’s completely exhausting.
But a lot of the time, I’m just a spot. It all feels so big, and I’m just a spot.
You are a miserable excuse for a boyfriend! You are, like, the safety school of boyfriends. You are the beige of boyfriends. You are the plain yogurt of boyfriends.
Are you going to be someone who takes charge of her feelings and her actions, even if the outcome might hurt, or someone who lets herself be unhappy simply because she won’t ask for what she wants?
People who want things to be perfect are always impossible to please. But that doesn’t mean we should stop trying. Even if their expectations aren’t correct, their instincts are. You won’t get everything right, the trying is what matters.
The thing about a spotlight is that you have to step into it. You have to get onto that stage. I haven’t been ready for a lot of things, but from early on, I was ready for this.
Some of us loved. Some of us couldn’t. Some of us were loved. Some of us weren’t. Some of us never understood what the fuss was about. Some of us wanted it so badly that we died trying. Some of us swear we died of heartbreak, not AIDS.
A mismatch is the only kind of match that’s worth making.
Family, like arsenic, works best in small doses.
It’s hard to show that you tried unless you end up succeeding.
That’s what social media is: the fronts of the postcards, rarely what’s written on the backs.
Whenever you’re in the worst place, there is always a better place. Your abuser will try to hide it from you, but other people can help you get there.
To be the right person at the right time for someone else is the highest service we can perform.
Life is so hard. I see it everywhere. I see the homeless people on the street. I see how tragically humans have hurt the earth. How terribly they hurt each other. I also know how lucky I was. I would take my privilege for granted.