He who fails to plan, plans to fail.
Anything worthwhile is tough.
The worst is when someone in your past trumps the person in your present, and you think to yourself: if I’d known this, then maybe I wouldn’t have let him go.
Guilt is a supreme waste of time and energy.
Buried beneath disappointment and fear, anger and pride, I just might find it in my heart to forgive.
One way isn’t better than the other; they’re just different.
He threw in the towel before we were tested. Maybe because he didn’t want to be tested. Maybe because he assumed we would fail. Maybe because, at the time, he just didn’t love me enough.
But I have learned that you can’t just create your own timetable and will it to come true.
Evident in every small act of kindness, it was love as a verb. Love that made me feel more complete than I had ever felt in my glamorous, Jimmy Choo filled past.
My wants are simple: a job that I like and a guy whom I love.
Did she ever regret her choices? Were her decisions more clear-cut than mine – or are there always shades of gray whe it comes to matters of the heart?
Instead of relief or gratitude, more guilt washes over me. Andy’s certainly not faultless – no one ever is in a marriage.
He was uncomplicated and upbeat and easy. At one point, I might have thought these traits made him a simpleton, but now I think they just translate to happiness.
I don’t break up, I trade up.
When I meet someone I like being with more than I like being alone, I’ll marry her.
I don’t know. She was a sweet girl. As sweet as they come. I don’t know why I didn’t love her. It’s something you can’t really control.
What appeals to you the most is the very thing that will drive you crazy.
I find my voice and manage to say those three one-syllable words back to him. Words I haven’t uttered in a very, very long time. Words that meant nothing before now.
Every couple has two stories – the edited one to be shared from the couch and the unabridged version best left alone.
And although one broken heart doesn’t make me an expert in the subject, I believe you need both things – time and an emotional replacement – to fully mend one.