Sometimes I feel lucky, lucky that I get to experience love. Love is the culprit. The thief who manages to steal all my anxiety, depression and feelings of loneliness away. Love, in my eyes, is unparalleled… but with love, fear also seeps in. What is worse than fearing another heartbreak is fearing rejection. I guess…
We all know the feeling of loneliness, whether it is for a couple of minutes, a year, the rest of a lifetime… But when do you feel the most lonely? Is it when no notifications have surfaced your phone for hours, feeling as though no one is thinking about you. Is it on your day…
It’s okay not to be in love with all aspects of yourself but take some time to recognize the parts of yourself that you are proud of. What makes the person I am? My italian dark circles under my eyes. My slightly crooked and overcrowded bottom teeth. My constantly messy room and all my car…