I may not have “gotten” it, but friends don’t need to “get” it. They just need to show you support. I hadn’t shown him support and it hurt to realize it.
I want her to be a good person, not just to me, but to everyone.
The world outside may be cruel, but behind our front door, there’s no fear, judgment, or shame. There’s unconditional love.
I’ve had a lot of broken washing machines in my life. Only one was literal and the rest were all figurative.
We’re not supposed to talk about these moments. We’re supposed to pretend they don’t happen and hide them behind our shiny social media accounts.
No one has to validate your happiness. You just have to feel it.