i love being a new yorker i love my city i love my state i love our immigrants i love our diversity i love our bluntness i love our warmth i love our hopes i love our dreams i love everyone who loves this city and wants to make it better and more beautiful for us all
Stop being so considerate in situations where you are not considered. Kindness is a gift, not an obligation. You'll be drained if you keep pouring into people who don't reciprocate. Protect your spirit and well-being. Redirect your warmth toward those who reflect it back to you.
I'm at a point in my life where I pray to keep meeting the right people. People who genuinely want the best for me, hold me in high regard and add peace to my life.
Nobody is your friend until they defend your name in your absence. Because the real test of loyalty does not happen in front of you. It happens in rooms you were never part of, in conversations you will never hear, and in moments where people are given the chance either protect your name or participate in destroying it. Anyone can love you loudly when you are present.
High intelligence often comes with heightened pattern recognition. You start noticing social masks, forced conversations, performative friendships, hidden motives, emotional immaturity, and energy that feels draining instead of nourishing. Many highly intelligent people also have more active nervous systems, deeper inner worlds, and lower tolerance for superficial stimulation, so solitude can feel safer than constantly shrinking themselves to fit environments that don't feel aligned.