Life lessons are missing. We are not graded on life.
With this post, I begrudgingly acknowledge I fail everyday. I forget to finish the laundry, I feed my son fast food because I am too tired to make him dinner, I procrastinate the smallest tasks. I have learned lessons hard these past months… The only way I seem to be absorb them is pain, falling face down into the dirt.
People will always tell you where they stand, if you listen.
You cannot change where they stand; persuasion is a wonderful idea, when it works.
When I ceased to view others as competition, I began to know true love in friendship.
When actions in friendships become one-sided, it must be addressed.
Occasionally stepping away from social media will give one a quiet mind, away from the bustle of hash tags and trending topics.
I am a broken doll; I will never be completely whole. My creativity comes from the sliver of pain I never allow to heal as a reminder and pennance for my errors.
There will be one person in your youth that was a mistake. Sometimes there are two, three, etc. Never, ever forget them. You’ll know why as you grow older.
I will forever hate when one of the people you dislike most knows things you’ll do before you do.
Sometimes, people say one thing and do another. In that moment when a promise is made, it will be true. However, life happens and we lose.