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“Charlotte, life is too short to do work you don’t love and have bad sex. Trust me, girl. You can have both.”
But life is too short to be unhappy, to put up with toxic people just because they’re family. Boundaries are healthy, and your mother is wrecking any and all of them that need to be put up.”
I tip my glass against his and then walk away, leaving him there seething because I didn’t play into his game—and damn, does that feel good.
when a woman decides whether or not to have children is none of your goddamn business!”
“Don’t apologize, Charlotte!” Penelope screams. “Women need to stop fucking apologizing for everything!”
Lol yes butt this was the worst timing for Char to finally break
“Female power! Keep being too much, because we need more women like you who aren’t afraid to stand up for yourself!”
“Being a strong woman doesn’t mean that you’re not allowed to be human, Charlotte. Being strong doesn’t mean that you’re not allowed to have moments of weakness or make mistakes. Being strong means admitting when you made them and working to correct them. It means knowing when you’ve had enough and setting boundaries to maintain your inner peace so you can live your life the way you want to. Being strong means having people around you to pick you up when you’ve fallen—because it happens to everyone—and knowing you can lean on them when your plate goes crashing to the floor.”
Yesss Amelia!
“A parent’s love is supposed to be unconditional. It’s ingrained from conception. No matter what mistakes their children make, a good parent knows that inherently they will be there for their kids no matter what. But a child’s love for their parents doesn’t have to be unconditional. Parents have to earn their children’s respect and love. Just being someone’s mother isn’t enough to validate that love and respect. And if they damage that relationship, it’s up to them to repair it. Let your mother own her mistakes.”
“Um, hello. You’re fucking viral. And nice punch, by the way. Your dad shriveled up like my balls do when I step out of the shower.”
“Hey, I’m a man too. I know we do dumb shit all the time. It’s how we make up for it that matters.”
No one, not even your mother, deserves to hold that kind of power over you, to make you feel any type of way for the choices that you’ve made in your life. You are the one that gets to decide who is in your life and in what capacity, as well as how much energy they get from you. Life is too short to surround yourself with shitty people, and there is only so much of yourself that you should give before you finally realize that what you have to offer will never be enough for some people—and that is okay.”
But this is life or death. Well, more like love or agony, and today I’m choosing love.
Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end.
“Deal with your issues from your childhood and I’ll deal with mine. Then don’t call me until you feel that you can talk to me without degrading the choices I’ve made with my life.”
We spent our entire childhood competing over who was the best, only to realize after all this time that the only people we are the best for are each other.
“How do I look at you?” “Like I’m not the boy you once hated, but maybe the man who could be everything you’ve been looking for.”
“The only fantasy that I care about is the one where I find a man that loves me unconditionally. And thanks to you, Damien, that fantasy is now a reality.”
It’s amazing what an orgasm can do for anxiety. Perhaps pharmaceutical companies should try marketing that instead of pills?
Flicking his eyes to the foil, I pick it up and gasp as I see the words written on the wrapper—Will you marry me?
“I also want to prove that on the other side of trauma, there’s healing and love.
