You are the alchemist of your loneliness. You can create anything in its place.

“That the deepest wound is the least unique surprises nobody but the living. Secretly, and with what feels like good reason, we’re the pain the people we love put the people they no longer love in.”

My therapist told me to imagine neural pathways are built from jenga blocks. Every time we do something differently, such as choosing a different response or behaviour, it’s like taking a jenga block from the old pathway and putting it on the new pathway. The old pathway gets slightly weaker and the new pathway gets slightly stronger.

…and we are falling into something we will soon mistake for love anyway, ‘home’ is a problem. There are the bills and there are the mice plus there is that feeling you get when you catch up with yourself

“I’m sure there are many like me who question how unloveable they are. am I entirely, wholly, unequivocally unloveable? how did I become like this? sopping up every moment of betrayal, feeding it into a narrative of self-loathing. but how about good enough for me? why isn’t that an option?”