You’re the good/bad guy, you’ll be the first to help someone feel better about themselves and the first to shut someone down that starts talking shit about those that you care about. You’re the type of guy that won’t take no for an answer and will be down to help as soon as you hear about something that you can help with. You’re the kind of guy that will stick around for as long as someone wants you around. Personalities matter to you, once you find something admirable you won’t give up till you know everything about it and you’ll attempt to possess it or admire it from afar. You’re the first to tell someone exactly the opposite of what they want to hear in order to get themselves to appreciate themselves. You have a way with words that can charm most people and creep others out, you let people into your thoughts only when you think they’re worth it. You’ll be the first to throw the bullshit flag when it’s needed but also the first to tell someone that they are worth it. You’re the type of guy that I’m glad I’m friends with, so grateful that fate blessed me with a friend like you. There aren’t many like you, you’re limited edition amazing and even though I don’t see you as much anymore or talk to you as much anymore, you’re still the first person I’ll turn to for anything. I hope your birthday is nearly as great as you are. Happy Birthday Chase
Love is the primary prism through which the lights of life are defined clearly. Without love you can never have peace, but you can have love without ever having peace, if you love for the wrong reasons. If you’re loving for the wrong reasons you’re not looking for peace you’re looking for an easy route to what feels good but that feeling is going to be short term. When you’re at peace, everything else comes in succession. You have an open sense of mind to live, love and enjoy but without inner peace everything else would be forced. Forced emotions don’t last. So Love is the focal point, the linchpin of you will, by which if you love, and honestly truly love, then all of the rest of these things(peace, joy, provisions, etc.) they will be given to you as you seek them out. So it starts with choosing love, and choosing love brings an inner peace, it’s not that inner peace creates love, but love begets peace. Choosing love not an emotional feeling, but choosing true love is how we obtain inner peace.
You’re not worth the time. You won’t make it out alive. You can’t do it, you won’t do it, and you won’t succeed. Things are never going to work out for you. The real world is going to tear you to shreds. You have it easy. Your struggles are nothing. Your tears? Meaningless. You’re weak. Spineless. You don’t have the courage or what it takes to succeed in the long run. You’re not worth it. You’re nowhere near enough. Over the past month, that’s all she had to hear, and her mind had begun to believe it. And then she stopped herself, her hands had gone numb, her breathing short, it was then that she saw what those hate filled words did to her. She had gone from a person that loved herself, her life, her choices… to a person that held her tears in, was now afraid of what people thought and the way things affected her did her no good. The words became so repetitive that she began inflicting pain on herself hoping that the pain that she caused herself was enough to overshadow the pain of the words that were being thrown at her. She convinced herself that if she caused more pain to herself than the words caused it would make her stronger in the end. The words didn’t stop. Neither did the anger that came when they were received, she stopped taping her hands up moved from compacted foam to solid wood. When the wood caused pain she remembered the name she was given, and the words she was told to remember forever. You are a fighter. You are enough. They forgot to tell you. You are enough, let me reiterate. You are—enough. Trust that. You are who you are because we need you. And for one night the limbs stopped shaking, the silence was less of a bother, the pain was still there but she knew she WOULD make it through it. She was stronger now.
Being defeated is often a temporary condition. Giving up makes it permanent. You think you’re giving up something to get something better in return. You give up control over your own life. When the time comes for you to get what you expected, you wind up disappointed. In addition to being empty-handed, you’re also defeated. Never give up, in the end you’re the only one that’ll regret it, as hard as it gets know that the struggle will always be worth it.