I am a survivor, and I'm proud to say that. I started to think about death and suicide when I was in high school. I wondered what it would be like to die—if it would be easier than living. I wasn't old enough to know what I wanted out of life or what life could offer me, but there was enough wrong that I considered ending it all for the unknown. I stood in front of the medicine cabinet when I was 17 and looked at all the bottles of pills, and that's the first time I seriously considered hurting myself.
We all get sad and lonely. We all feel like the world is closing in on us. I understand. I've been struggling with depression for years, and it's something that's very hard to get through. Sometimes when you're depressed, you feel like you're the only one in the world and you're fighting all of this alone. You can feel like no one loves you or cares for you, so you pull yourself away from the people in your life.
Do you know what your birth chart says? Or, do you even know what a birth chart is? Your birth chart is based off of the time, location, and date of your birth. At the time when you were born, every planet and star and thing up there in the universe was in a specific place. Doesn't seem like it matters, but it absolutely does. Your birth chart displays where all those planets and stuff were, and this contributes to the magic that is your personality.
In my life, I've encountered a lot of shitty people. Hell, I've been a shitty person. But there are a few things that people do that really grind my gears. I'm aware that there is real evil out there, but if you just need a little boost in the right direction, follow these tips on the path to goodness.
I have to admit, my roommate has some quirks that take some adjusting to. Everyone has their habits, and I know that I have my things too. But from having my fair share of experience with roommates, I have learned that there are a few things you just don't do. Here's what you can do to not drive your roommate completely insane.
Why is it so easy to fall in love? Well, it is for me anyway. When I get a boyfriend, I tend to think he's the love of my life. I fall very easily and get wrapped up in all the excitement. Before I know it, I'm professing my love for this person even though I maybe don't know as much as I think I do. I'm good with surface details in relationships. I'll learn what kind of fast food they like, what tv shows they like to watch, and what they like to do when they're bored. I'll learn about their family and their history. But I don't really get to learn the deep stuff, like what they've always wanted to be and what has influenced them to be the person they are today. It doesn't take me long before I've convinced myself that I know this person inside and out, when I don't even know myself inside and out.