My Brain Hates Me
"I think that’s the real reason I’m still alone—not for lack of meeting people, or lack of trying, but because the kind of real connection I am looking for is so rare. I know that one day I will find it...but for now I swallow down the fear, and I hold myself tight in the middle of the night, until sleep finally comes."
G is for Great Expectations
"Up until now, all of these expectations I have been describing are completely normal and a part of everyday life. What I have been struggling with lately is when does having expectations become a bad thing? When does having expectations ultimately hurt you?"