Let people go. If they don’t want to ride the sexy, strange, once in a lifetime, radical, mystical, ever-evolving human fun train that happens to be your frequency, it’s their loss. Moving right along…
I bought my parent’s a cruise for Christmas and all my mom has done is complain and change her mind everyday that she doesn’t want to go. Last time I’m doing something like this when it’s not appreciated 🤯🤦🏼♀️
Excessive childhood criticism can create cycles of over-thinking. This is a survival mechanism the brain uses to try to ‘think’ our way out of danger— usually through obsessive worst case scenarios.
There're so many talented people with wonderful creative brains & ideas that we will never hear from because they are too busy surviving. There are also so many people who tried and burned out, or were forced to give up their passion to concentrate on making enough money to live.
Special metals is a joke. My boyfriend is freezing his ass off. Multi million dollar company that can’t afford heaters for their employees. Disgusting.
i’m not ashamed to say one of my main love languages is GIFTS. and that doesn’t equate to being expensive things either. it could be something as simple as fuzzy socks or flowers. i love thoughtful, physical possessions that i can cherish forever.
i highly highly highly recommend feeling your feelings in the moment and riding the wave because i stg if you think yourself out of it or ignore them, all those feelings will come through and come out eventually. whether it’s a slow leak or an explosion, it’s gonna come
embrace softness today. slow down. reduce the stimulation. drink tea. walk slower. only speak as fast as you can feel what you’re saying. focus on what you’re feeling in your body. really turn inward and operate from a place of soft self awareness.
i love being intrigued and i love people that are intrigued. i love asking questions to truly get to know and understand people and i love when someone does that with me. i love knowing that someone is interested in getting to know me for me, not just for who they think i am