As a PSA: if you come to tell me that I make you want to kill yourself because my calling you out on your shit makes you feel ostracized, you are barking up the wrong tree.
Dude, Evagria the Faithful always gets me right in the feels
when they played that song for the valentine’s day show last year, i cried so much. i was so wasted and just bawling. ugh. coheed.
Normal is debatable, healthy it is not.
Confidence is something I’ve struggled with for a long time and I can speak from experience that when you can’t find reason to love and respect yourself over all others, there’s no reason for someone else to.
A week is far too soon to really know what someone’s like or what kind of feelings you’ll have for them. The kid you sit next to in class for the first week who seems to have his shit together might be the lazy little fuck that ends up blowing off his final project by the end of the term.
Have comfort in the fact that if the chemistry is there, it’s there. If the caring and respect are there, they’re there. You can’t force someone to love you and you can’t force yourself to love someone just because they’re there and giving you attention. Just roll with the punches.
Treat boyfriends like friends. Get to know their interests and mannerisms, the stuff that pisses them off beyond belief and the things that can make them cry. Learn as much as you can.
A pivotal moment will always come when you make the decision as to whether someone is going to be good for you. Listen to your heart. It’s okay if someone doesn’t like you. It’s okay if they do find someone else. It’s okay if you date for three months and then you can’t stand the way he whines about his mother so you have to get out.
Everyone will sit and gripe about how love and relationships are all about sacrifice and pain and suffering and… no.
If something is going to work, it’s going to work. It’s the energy that goes into it, it’s the circumstances.
But if you’re always worried that there’s going to be someone better than you, there will be.
Sorry sunshine, but you are not going to be the perfect glove fit for everyone who waltzes into your life. But would you rather spend your time with someone you think is really rad worrying that they don’t think the same, or enjoy the time you get to spend with them because they are making the effort to get to know you?
That’s all it boils down to.
How much is “too much” and how fast is “too fast”? Is this a hesitation you’re feeling, or observances by your partners?