"Maybe everyone has hunger like this, and the hunger will pass, But I can't think like that."

*I'm 26yrs old, est.1987, though i feel like i have a very old-soul.
*I’m a firm believer that beauty takes many forms.
*I’m a living breathing dichotomy, wanting a little bit of everything from everywhere.
*I believe in the power of music and theatre and art as therapy. And also food.
*I am a dog person. 100% And I'm convinced my dog is probably the only being who will ever love me unconditionally.
*I know I’m unique, and I’m okay with that, most days. :P

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Fun little trick I learned in therapy: validation. When someone is upset, don’t try to fix the problem, point out the cause, or tell them it could be worse. Just validate their emotions. Be like, ‘shit yeah man, that sucks. I’m sorry you’re going through that. I’m here for you.’ That’s literally all you have to do to make them feel better. Thank you and goodnight.

it is hard not to beat myself up about the things i’ve spent money on this year.

its stupid. it’s unhealthy. i know that having spent that money made memories and brought happy moments and made all the mundane parts of life less awful. But when i’m so stuck in this rut and trying to figure out how to propel myself out of it I can’t help but feeling guilty for all the fast food, the boxes of hair dye, the coffee press i haven’t even used yet, my t-shirts from Orlando and Vegas, the times I went to the bar or to dinner with friends and had more than the one beer or the side salad i said I would have.

Why didnt I spend my money on new shoes so I dont have to wear ones that are starting to fall apart every day?
Why havent I spent some of that money on a haircut, instead of on a double cheeseburger?
Why wasn’t I given more skills for knowing how to be responsible with my money, so that I wouldn’t be sitting here feeling guilty as hell for all the non-essentials i’ve splurged on this year….