Underrated life advice: Stop beating yourself up for decisions your younger self made with less knowledge. Some things only make sense after you’ve lived them. Be proud of what you’ve learned, not ashamed of when you learned it. Seeing things differently now is a good thing.
You can't heal someone into becoming the partner you need. You can't love someone into emotional maturity. No matter how much you care, people only meet you at their level of readiness, capacity and commitment.
And when love visits, because it will: May it be the kind that brings peace instead of confusion. The kind that doesn’t leave you wondering where you stand after every conversation. The kind that remembers the little things, and makes you feel considered even in ordinary moments. Love feels different when you don’t have to constantly search for proof that it exists.
Fear has one job.
To make you wait. Wait until you’re ready. Wait until you know more. Wait until next month.
Fear loves the word “later.”
Dreams don’t.
One of the major things you should never allow is someone influencing your decisions, listen to advice and choose for yourself, because in the long run, you will face the aftermath of your decisions alone, all alone.
Sometimes you’re not sick, you’re just tired.
Tired of deadlines. Tired of meetings. Tired of pretending everything is fine.
Rest is not laziness. It’s maintenance.
My last relationship taught me that the more chances you give someone, the less they value you. They’re not afraid to lose you because they know no matter what, you won’t walk away. Never let someone get too comfortable with disrespecting you. Love yourself first.
People don’t realize that being a genuinely kind person will make you incredibly intelligent. It requires a level of consciousness expansion to be consistently committed to being well intentioned & good natured. It requires a lot presence, observance, sensitivity, intuition. Intelligence of the heart.
Not because you are rich.
Not because you spent money.
Not because of how much you spent.
Not because of the choice of location.
Not because it is Instagrammable.
Never brag about a happiness built on another woman’s tears. Karma has no expiration date, and foundations made of betrayal will always crumble. What you took by causing pain will return to you, tenfold, and it will destroy the fragile world you’re so desperately trying to show off.