Espresso-stained pages, whispered thoughts between hardcover spines, and mornings that begin with poetry and croissants. A soft life of books, cafΓ©s, and intentional stillness.
"I am what I think you think I am"
I heard this while listening to "on purpose" by jay shetty and it's been stuck with me ever since. Sometimes we become those versions of ourselves that we think other people might think about us. If someone ever called you intellectual you would feel great about it but now you would be scared to disappoint them so you would inevitably act like it. The problem begins when you start looking for that validation, when you want them to say it again just because it made you feel good. When someone specifically points out that you are selfish and you start to sabotage yourself.
The only person capable enough to validate you should be you, yourself.
Talked to my father about him. Well sort of..cause I did tell him that I was going for the movie and it does look like a date.
And my father didn't question it. Unless you count the basic stuff like "did he wait for you to get into the car before he left?" and "does he text you everyday?"
And I told my father that he's too nice and that I'm not and that's the reason why this shouldn't work..yk cause he's so much more and deserves so much more..but then my dad was like "you're nice" in a feeble tone which i didn't expect from him at all
So naturally i countered..I was like "no like I'm not a nice person" i actually said, "I'm mean sometimes yk that"
And what he said made me cry..I had to leave the room to stop the feeling..he said, "you realize that you're mean sometimes..only a nice person is capable of that"
That was lwk healing.
Once I learn pull ups it would be over for you all