We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
"When life is sweet, say thank you and celebrate. And when life is bitter, say thank you and grow." -Shauna Niequist
Once you are fully who you’re going to be, you need to find someone who accepts and understands that. Rather than trying to wedge yourself into the kind of girlfriend you think that this person wants. It’s all about meeting someone on your own terms as your most fully formed self, and them accepting you.
Let your speech always be gracious, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how you ought to answer each person.
You love tenderly and warmly, but your love is like friendship. That’s why you have good friends, you’re sociable, sympathetic toward people. Until this dissatisfaction comes over you-you know what I’m talking about. Then you become moody, can even repulse people who are close to you, even people who love you, you know why. Those are bad times when everything goes cold, and they follow the times of great love…