This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don’t get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you can’t do anything, don’t get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before it’s ready to come undone. You have to figure it’s going to be a long process and that you’ll work on things slowly, one at a time.
i will do a lot of things but admitting im cold to my mum who told me to bring a jacket isn’t one of them
I don’t think that people accept the fact that life doesn’t make sense. I think it makes people terribly uncomfortable.
The years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready.
You realize you are not alone, right? No one in their twenties has life figured out. It’s okay to be a mess. You’re living.
― Things my therapist told me today that almost made me burst out into tears. I need to remember this more often. (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)