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love when I was younger. There wasn’t enough love to go around in our house when I was growing
Are there any benefits to losing it all? I think about that a lot. Your thoughts can change shape when you have too much time on your hands. Overthinking the things you think you need to worry about, under-thinking the things you should.
The only good thing about losing everything is having nothing left to lose.
Why do some men always think they are right, despite having so much previous experience of being wrong?
It is what it is.
Writing a book can mean long periods of isolation filled with intense self-doubt and sustained self-loathing.
Saint Lucy is the patron saint of writers
Wives think their husbands will change but they don’t. Husbands think their wives won’t change but they do.
We have built a society that places far too much importance on a phony idea of beauty and perfection. The world is full of people behaving like clones, all trying to look, sound, and be the same. Too busy constantly comparing themselves to each other on tiny screens to see the bigger picture. I’ve accepted that I can’t change the world, but I do believe that uniqueness is something to be celebrated, not feared or frowned upon. Life is beautiful and life is ugly and we have to learn to live with both sides of that same coin and see the light in the darkness. The world is Beautiful Ugly,
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The markers that are so familiar to me: New Year, family birthdays, Halloween, Christmas, all come around too fast. No matter how hard I try to stay one step ahead I am always behind schedule in the story of my life. I feel old, even though I’m not, and I constantly feel like I’m running out of time.
“Nobody said it was easy, but love is always worth fighting for, isn’t it? I think maybe it’s the only thing worth fighting for.”
I get that he has abandonment issues because of his mum and dad, but everyone gets fucked up by their parents. It’s almost a rite of passage, and at his age I do think it’s probably time he got over it.
I’m old enough to know that tough love isn’t real love. The truth is that my life without him was less lonely than life with him, and I know in my heart that I did the right thing.
I grew up in a home where there wasn’t quite enough love to go around, so I looked for it elsewhere. And I learned most of life’s lessons the hard way, but making mistakes is how we learn.
Truth is stranger than fiction and tends to hurt more too.
No man is an island, but a woman can be if she needs to be.
