1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.
2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.
3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.
4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.
5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life.”
Or, you know, you could just stop saying sorry.
I take it you don’t have anxiety.
You can’t “just stop saying sorry”. You do something, something so little, like accidentally bump into someone. You feel horrible about it. Your brain starts panicking and you have trouble trying to breathe. You stutter an apology. They say it’s okay, but you accidentally do it again, and you apologize again. They just say “Aha, you can stop saying sorry.” And you feel horrible that you’ve probably made them angry or upset, so you mutter out an apology for the third stupid time, and they just say to stop saying sorry. Stop saying sorry.
You can’t just tell someone to stop saying you’re sorry.
I want that comment on flyers so I can hang them in my school
reblogging this one for the GOOD commentary.
If you’re going to tell someone to stop saying sorry say, “You don’t have to apologize to me.” and smile. If they say sorry again just say, “You’re fine.” and keep smiling and move on. The faster the situation is resolved the faster the person with anxiety can start to calm down. Please don’t get angry at someone for saying sorry, sometimes that’s all the person feels like they can do.
I’ve always been really bad about this and as a kid I’d always do it around my parents and my mom would always say “STOP SAYING YOURE SORRY.” thank you to the helpful comment.
What I wish some people would comprehend better is that, we just want to apologize because we think it’s a natural thing to do, but then you hear “Stop saying you’re sorry!” and you can feel anger in the voice. You feel bad because you realize you disappointed someone again for not being able to function properly, for having low self-esteem and confidence from your past experiences in life. You failed again, you made someone annoyed at you again when you meant no harm. You feel like shit again. It’s a vicious cycle. When you’re depressed and when you have anxiety, you’re in these vicious cycles, and it’s so hard to get out of them. Because people want to avoid you, because people gets easily annoyed by the way you are even though you try your hardest to be okay, to act like you’re okay so other people won’t feel bad being around you… But they’re mad, or upset and you end up feeling even guiltier than you already were. It’s a never ending cycle. And let me tell you, it takes a lot of mental strength and time to get out of this loop.
“What if women had minstrel cycles instead of menstrual cycles? You’d just have a guy with a lute follow you around for a week every month and play you songs constantly?”
My boyfriend (via thecarrionlibrarian)
#no but can you imagine if that was how you learned once a month you weren’t pregnant#by some dude singing songs about the victory of it#you wake up and he’s there and you are so happy#this dude becomes your favorite dude#but then you realize you haven’t seen your friend’s minstrel in a while#I mean everyone notices#like half the people are on the same cycle so for one week out of four your job is just flooded with fucking minstrels everywhere#the cacophony#but Mary over there is all alone#and she’s like my minstrel is late#but we all fucking know#her minstrel has gone off to find her a baby#a nine month journey he must make alone#and until he comes back there is no music in her life#what a glorious world this would be#I love the minstrels (@onionjuggler)
You’re okay, Anna. I’ve got you.
#if you aren’t an older sibling#you probably don’t understand this feeling#it’s like from the day your little sibling is born#you have a child#you are given the responsibility of being a parent at such a young age#and it’s so difficult and scary#because you have all this work thrust upon you#and people don’t even realize they’re doing it#because you’re the big sibling and it’s your job to take care of your sibling#and you grow up quickly with a younger brother or sister#because in a way they’re an extension of you#they’re your best friend that you didn’t have to work to get#and the worst enemy you did nothing to deserve#but you love them#and they love you#and there’s nothing better#but there’s also nothing worse#because when you fuck up and derp and throw a goddamn soccer ball at their head#and they’re on the ground crying#you feel like the biggest piece of shit#and when they come to you crying#because someone was bullying them#you see nothing but red#how dare they cause your person pain#and god forbid they get into a position#where they are life-threateningly hurt#or sick#you have nothing and that’s not an exaggeration because you can’t fix them or protect them anymore#all you can do is hold them and cry when they can’t see you so you can be strong when they can
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