If you do not feel at home with your friend just being themselves at their worst/best then y’all ain’t homies

When you stressed and got problems. The homies say we’ll figure it out, the friends and acquaintances say you’ll figure it out. You don’t need to be close to be a homie. You don’t need to talk everyday to be a homie, you just need to be a home a person can find and seek comfort/support in when they need it. Support doesn’t mean giving money or anything monetary it means being with them so they know they won’t be suffering and crying alone in their mess. It means showing them they aren’t fighting for themselves, by themselves.‬

It only serves as a reminder of the kind of people I never want to get involved with again

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Now I’m dedicating time to becoming the person I want to be. The person who is utterly unaffected by jealousy or envy, the type of person who says “I’ve had enough and I’m out, I deserve way better.” Hopefully, a wholesome and equal love will enter my life, if I do what’s right for me.

https://faithsthinkingdiary.wordpress.com/2020/05/13/%e2%9c%a7-entry-46-thats-enough-%e2%9c%a7

As we set out on another week in quarantine, know that I’m praying for you, that I love you, and that I am grateful for your presence in my life — You matter to me! 🙂

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Thirty million people. Each, not just a “number,” but a person. With a story: Moms. Dads. Siblings. Spouses. Sons and daughters. Friends. Colleagues. That staggering statistic hits differently when you think about the person behind the number: struggling to pay bills, put food on the table, blowing through savings, or finding themselves having to go to food banks for the first time, ever.

https://beautybeyondbones.com/2020/05/04/the-question-we-dont-want-to-answer

“The hardest thing in life isn’t getting what you want; It’s knowing what you want.”

Dear KB,

You said my last post made you go ‘Ooof.’

I have to say, you questioning whether we use dating apps as a way of coping with our feelings, made me go, ‘Oooof.’ Quickly followed by a ‘Mother fucking Ooof!’

Because, I know you’re right.

What I have become painfully aware of, however, is I try to use the apps as a way to cope with the alone-ness of being single, but it doesn’t actually work. And in fact, it actually turns a not that lonely me into a lonelier me.

So I came across this Tim Ferriss post the other day, where he suggests that instead of making New Year’s resolutions, you conduct a past year in review—a chance to reflect on what you did in 2019 that was positive and led to positive feelings, versus what you did that was negative or led to negative emotions.

And…

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What do you owe your parents?

something I often hear, the fact that we owe everything to our parents. Well, I tend to disagree. We didn’t choose to be born, we didn’t choose if we wanted to be born. They did. Our parents wanted children for their desire, for them. It is true that, as children, we need food, clothes, a roof, money for our studies. And they did everything to give us that.

https://merirosvo.home.blog/2019/10/16/we-owe-nothing-to-our-parents

Nobody actually f*cking cares

Dear Josephine..

I’ve never been one for hugely inflammatory or click-baity titles. I generally opt for Simpsons references and alliteration to attract readers, as it makes me feel smart and important. I can appreciate how the title “Nobody actually fucking cares” would seem to break this trend, as it alludes to Dan having regressed to the emotional state equivalent of putting Sum 41 lyrics in his MSN status; let me assure you though, this is an uplifting piece.

Of course people care. They care about their jobs; they care about their families; they apparently care about their eyebrows a lot these days for some reason. There are plenty of things in life worth caring about, and far be it from me to judge what those things may be for any given person.

What they probably do not care about, is you.

Oh sure, your Mum cares about you. Your siblings probably do…

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Am I evil?

Struggling with Schizoaffective Disorder

Is a question that I ask myself quite a bit. I don’t do evil things, at least I think so. Yet I still can’t squash the conflict in my head as to whether or I not I am. I’ve always tried to be an extremely introspective person, ever since I discovered the meaning of the word. Whether I am successful in that conquest is not something I believe I’m qualified to answer. The question of my designation more than likely resides in the fact that I can’t mind my own business, and the fact I can’t leave a question unanswered.

Most humans see themselves as the hero in their own story. It’s extremely difficult for a person to accept that something was a result of their own actions, showcased specifically in car accidents. Sure, it’s an insignificant situation. Sometimes though, car crashes can be fatal. Especially drunk driving. Most car…

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