If I'm being honest, half the things I went through are in fact because of me, my lack of discipline, not listening to my gut feelings, and my poor decision-making.
To be loved is to be seen.
To be loved is to be heard.
To be loved is to be understood.
To be loved is to be considered.
To be loved is to be protected.
To be loved is to be supported.
To be loved is to be worth the inconvenience.
I haaaaaaate feeling misunderstood. especially when iโm very clearly explaining where im coming from and youโre still going out your way to not hear me or get it
i realized that no one, not even my mother or closest friends knows what iโm actually like in the inside of my head, and the only person who actually knows who i am is me