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We all have our reasons why we force ourselves to walk through the gates of whatever hell we think we deserve.
Just like you’ve got your reasons for living the life you do, even if it's without passion, without purpose. We’ve all got our ghosts. Our own crosses to bear.
Death isn't the end. It’s only the beginning. A new beginning for both the soul that passed on and for those left behind.
An alcoholic never starts with the intention of being addicted. They took one sip. Get through one crisis. Realized things didn’t hurt as much when they drank. All it takes is one step. One step to destroy the perfect life or to create it.
It's amazing what someone can get away with when all they do is smile, look you straight in the eye, and make you believe every single lie they tell. Not everyone can do that.
We are who we need to be to fit or fulfill a role others have placed upon us.
all the things we could have done mean nothing because what we do is what we will always do if given the chance to redo our mistakes.
Life is full of what-ifs and if only, and it's easy to get lost in those scenarios.
What most people don't understand, though, is that being personable isn't being personal.
I'd been so focused on surviving, on being strong enough for whatever came my way, that I'd forgotten it wasn't just about getting through each day. It was about taking everything life threw at you and declaring it didn't matter.
Are we predestined to be the people we are because of our nature, or are we raised to be that way?
That's all people really want anyway, to be seen, to know they're worthy, and it doesn’t matter if they are children or adults.
