You don’t have to be struggling with your mental health to have days that suck. But that doesn’t mean they all will, that you do or that life does.
When something doesn’t turn out the way I had hoped, I feel grief: it hurts, it’s scary and it’s terribly disappointing. And it pisses me off.
Been feeling very hollow today. Have been full of self loathing comparing myself to others. Feeling paralyzed. Any tips?
The older she got, the more anxious I got. Maybe there’s something wrong with me, I thought. I just get too attached.
Having a purpose is like being “chosen”. And who doesn’t want to be chosen?
Every decision is a bet. And I am not a gambler. I like being in control. I like a sure thing. And deep down I believe that if I make The Right Decision, it will all work out in my favor.