There’s two types of anger one is dry and the other wet and basically wet anger is when your eyes water and your voice shakes and I hate that cause I feel weak when I’m crying while angry I like dry anger when your face is like stone and your voice is sharp I guess wet anger shows that you care too much and dry anger means you’re done.
Ten Steps on Loving a Girl with Anxiety:
Step 1. Her fears are very much real to her, never say that they aren’t.
Step 2. Don’t tell her to think positive, because sometimes she can only think of the worst possibility that could happen.
Step 3. Never tell her that she’s “overreacting” during an attack, because the anxiety gives her no other choice.
Step 4. Face to face confrontation isn’t always the best idea. If she doesn’t want to meet up, leave her be and don’t get mad.
Step 5. Don’t ever, EVER, tell her that you understand how she feels, because odds are, you don’t.
Step 6. Blaming her for having anxiety is never okay, no matter how mad you are or even if you don’t mean it. She didn’t choose to be this way.
Step 7. Don’t leave her alone because if you do, all she’s left with are her thoughts.
Step 8. Tell her things are going to be okay, because even though it’s not always true, it’ll give her some hope.
Step 9. Don’t make her confront her fears if she doesn’t want to. Sometimes it’s only going to make it worse.
Step 10. Love her. Love everything about her, especially her bad side. Because sometimes all she needs is for you to hold her hand and make her feel like she is worth more than her disorder, because she is.
I won’t beg someone to love me. I learned long ago that there is no use in hopeless pleas of trying to make someone stay. I am too good to chase someone who does not know my worth and I am too wild to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value. I want to be loved unconditionally. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard for it. I do not have the time to prove to someone that I am worth it. I shouldn’t have to prove any of that; I am worth more than that.
People say I love you all the time - when they say, ‘take an umbrella, it’s raining,’ or ‘hurry back,’ or even ‘watch out, you’ll break your neck.’ There are hundreds of ways of wording it - you just have to listen for it, my dear.
Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober.