People can only meet you as deeply as they’ve met themselves and if you carry a lot of depth and have the inner world of an ocean it will feel like drowning to anyone who’s never left the shore

But I have never loved anyone for what they can do for me I just love them because they’re on earth and I see the sun in their eyes

to die having lived. to serve others till self-annihilation. to excel so excellently that I transcend materiality. to love with such fervour that I burn but never burn out. and, finally, “to be a shining star of the anguished.”

You have built an entire identity around being someone who could succeed if they tried. That identity is a warm blanket. Real action is a cold shower. When you finally attempt something, you risk losing the story that has comforted you for years. What if you try and discover you

This!

"Imagine your sister" No.... Develop empathy without imagining her to be your sister or mom.... Develop basic humanity.....

grew older, i learned that the key to surviving the day is not positivity. it's acceptance. accepting that not all days are good and happy. you will have bad days. you make mistakes. you fail. you mess up. everything’s not going to fall into place and that is completely okay

I used to think this, but then I asked the follow up question which is “have I given anyone a reason to care about me”? And when I didn’t like the answer to that question I started to change things

i severely dislike when people pedestalize me or create expectations of me in their head and then question my character for not fitting the narrative they created of me in their head. like i am not a project or projection of your wanted image of me. i’m me

“Clarity comes from motion” is one of my favorite heuristics for life.

It seems many people perceive that lots of things irritate me. They’re probably right. What would be wrong is to think that I harbour resentment in expressing my irritation. I address issues and often forget shortly after. Resentment grows if you often shut me up from expressing.

we live on a planet where trees warn each other of danger through underground networks. where octopuses dream. where elephants return to the bones of their dead and stand over them in silence. where bees communicate through dance, showing each other where to fly. where flowers

an eldest daughter once said being the firstborn means you’re automatically irritated by incompetence. not because you’re harsh, but because you were never given the room to be incompetent yourself. the daughters who know… know.

never met an independent girlie with her clean home crying… now your married mother on the other hand 😂😂

There is no "Gender war". Men have been abusive for generations and women are finally refusing to tolerate it anymore. That's all

Full grown adults who can’t vacation, take a gap year, have hobbies, play an instrument, speak multiple languages, swim, cycle, skate, or backpack. Just a lifetime of hustling and trying to escape survival mode. These are subtle poverty metrics no one really talks about.

Also while I’m here….the fact that Pick Mes exist and they WANT to cook and clean and have your kids and are begging to be chosen and so many men would rather spend their time arguing with the rest of us instead of simply going and choosing one of them is a pretty telling