As I told you before, for the past two weeks, I’ve been a potato. A potato with absolutely no desire to talk to people, do things, leave the house, or make myself look presentable. And honestly? I was doing a pretty good job at it. It could have been the herpes. It could have been … Mai mult Unconditional Love, Always

I’m gonna start by saying that I’ve had a really rough couple of weeks, and I started writing this article about four times this week. I really feel like everything I write is somehow tied to my mood, and since my mood decided to take a little vacation without me, my inspiration packed its bags … Mai mult The Year We Thought We Were Invincible

When you hear Dominican Republic, you probably think of sunshine, beaches, a few drinks, and a whole lot of fun. For me, it was all of that. Plus new friends, way too much alcohol, a body covered in bruises I have absolutely no reasonable explanation for, approximately twenty hours of sleep across seven nights, and … Mai mult One more drink

When I was fifteen, I thought twenty-seven-year-olds had their shit together. They had jobs. They paid bills. They had families. They looked like they knew what they were doing. I am twenty-seven now. (Almost twenty-eight.) I would like to formally apologize to fifteen-year-old me for the misinformation. Here is a list of all the things … Mai mult Things I Thought I’d Have Figured Out By 27

The weather isn’t exactly letting us romanticize our autumn lives, but the kids in the park brought back a kind of nostalgia I thought I’d forgotten. I work near the high school I attended as a teenager, and every time I see those kids, it’s like watching a version of myself come back to life. … Mai mult To The Girl I Used To Be

Sometimes, the hardest part of letting go is accepting that love was never the problem. It’s autumn again. Usually, that means nostalgia, questionable decisions you’ll overthink for the next six months and, if you’re anything like me, memories you thought you’d already buried somewhere deep enough. I think that’s the beauty of this season. Autumn … Mai mult I Didn’t Stop Loving Him. I Just Let Go.

You don’t remember a year by the things that happened. You remember it by how it felt to live it. It’s already September… time really flies, doesn’t it? I can’t remember anything particularly spectacular that I did this year, but I know it was a good one. And somehow, I think that’s enough. I don’t … Mai mult Nothing Happened. Everything Changed.

I never loved him. At least, not in the way people expect you to love someone. And somehow… more than ten years later, he’s still part of my story. There is a man in almost every woman’s life who leaves a mark on her. Not a boyfriend. Not an ex. Not the love of her … Mai mult The Man I Never Loved

Life doesn’t become easier. You simply become someone who knows how to carry it. After wandering for so long, I realized something I wish someone had told me years ago. Life isn’t hard. Life isn’t complicated. Most of the time, we’re the ones making it that way. We love to blame our parents, our exes, … Mai mult Problem. Solution. Next.

Nobody Warns You About Friendship Breakups One day, somewhere in your twenties, you’ll look around and realize that the people who once knew everything about you… don’t know you anymore. Not because you had a fight. Not because someone did something unforgivable. You simply became different people. And somehow, that’s the hardest kind of goodbye. … Mai mult Growing Up Also Means Growing Apart