It’s a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten up inside with needing them- and they simply don’t need you. That’s all there is to it. and neither of you can do anything about it. And they’ll be the same way with someone else, and someone else will be the same way about you and it goes on and on- this desperate need- and only once in a rare million do the same two people need each other. That is why love is so difficult. and yet that's why is so incredibly beautiful.
It's been nearly 5 years since I met my best friend.
5 years of ups and downs.
drama and excitement.
adventures and memories.
all gone and meaningless in a blink of the eye.
and why?
because you are doing your own thing?
because suddenly I'm not one you want to spend time with?
because you can't take two minutes to call?
because suddenly it's not enough to be with your best friend?
why?
Why does our friendship suddenly mean nothing?
although, i shouldn't be surprised.
i've been dragging this friendship for quite awhile now.
i've been the one putting in the effort. the one trying to keep things together. well.... i'm done. i will no longer fight for those who don't fight for me. why would i? you sure didn't. this isn't the first time and that's why i still have a glimmer of hope that someday in the near future we can get back to what we were. but for now, my heart hurts to think that the best of friends have become two strangers. but lucky for me.. God blesses me daily, and my heart excites that two strangers have become the best of friends.
You know that feeling when you’re just waiting, waiting to get home into your room, close the door, fall into bed, and just let everything out that you kept in all day, that feeling of both relief and desperation?
Nothing is wrong, but nothing is right either, and you’re tired, tired of everything, tired of nothing, and you just want someone to be there and tell you it’s okay, but no one’s going to be there, and you know you have to be strong for yourself, because no one can fix you. But you’re tired of waiting, tired of having to be the one to fix yourself and everyone else, tired of being strong, and for once, you just want it to be easy, to be simple, to be helped, to be saved, but you know you won’t be, but you’re still hoping and you’re still wishing and you’re still staying strong and fighting through the tears.
You’re fighting.
To be hopeful in bad times is not foolishly romantic.
It is based on the fact that human history is a history not only of cruelty, but also of compassion, sacrifice, courage, kindness. What we choose to emphasize in this complex history will determine our lives.
If we only see the worst, it destroys our capacity to do something. If we remember those times and places- and there are so many- where people have behaved magnificently, this gives us the energy to act, and at least the possibility of sending this spinning top of a world in a different direction.
And if we do act, in however small a way, we don’t have to wait for some grand utopian future. The future is an infinite succession of presents, and to live now as we think human beings should live, in defiance of all that is bad around us, is a marvelous victory.
Life is about trusting your feelings and taking chances, losing and finding happiness, appreciating the memories, learning from the past, and realizing people and situations change.
She only felt afraid when she spent too much time thinking about the past or projecting into the future. When she focused on whatever life has placed right in front of her in this moment, she knew she would be okay.
Dating is so complicated,
and almost near impossible in utah valley.
everyone has too many options,
and most people have commitment issues.
very few know how to communicate well,
and there is so much assumption.
I think we all deserve better.
I think that boys/girls need to make up their minds,
and figure out what they want.
If you want something, you’re going to have to fight for it.
It's all so much easier then we portray it to be.
it's simple.
find what makes you happy
and who makes you happy
& you're set.
promise.
I'm guilty of letting other things get in the way.
and possibly missing out on great opportunities and relationships.
but i don't regret where i'm at.
& i'll never regret him or say i wish i never met him because once upon a time he was exactly what i needed
I miss him. No, let me correct that, I miss the old him. I miss the old him that cared about me and the old him that would treat me so well. The old him that would talk to me every day and always have me smiling. I miss the him that made me happy and knew what to say at any given point in time.
I miss the old us.
But i've realized how important it is to spend time alone.
to find strength in your self.
to be your own definition.
"we woman have a lot to learn about simplifying our lives.
we have to decide what's important and then move along at a pace that is comfortable for us.
we have to develop the maturity to stop trying to prove something.
