hardest thing for me to grasp as an adult is you have to keep showing up no matter how you feel. you gotta do this shit sad, do it heartbroken, do it grieving, do it tired. life doesn’t care, it waits for nobody, you just have to keep going.
Heartbreak steals your innocence. I remember being so deeply in love and so naive—there’s a bittersweetness when I think back, knowing I’ll never be that soft or vulnerable again.
Healing taught me that honesty pays. Speaking about your feelings won't lose you anything worth having. Setting boundaries won't scare off people who are meant to be in your life & being your true self won't cost you genuine relationships