Life is so quiet rn, with my husband being gone. I can hit a 2 hour gym session and open my phone with only a notification from my headphones being too loud.
I love being around people who are working on themselves, who are developing, who are self aware. who care about others, who reflect on their behavior, who try to be better, who don't sweep things under the rug
Unhappy people are dangerous. They don't wanna heal, they wanna hurt. They start drama, throw shade, spread lies, and call it “keeping it real." Nah, it's called being miserable. They mad at the world, mad at their life and you’re just the next target. You are the mirror showing them what they are not.