It’s almost a contradiction
To love someone
When they are angry
When they are jealous
When they are vain
But it’s easy for many
To love someone
When they are joyful
When they are humble
When they are empathetic
It’s as if we have been misled
To provide conditional positive regard
Unconditional love
Is hard to encounter
A blessing to receive
And a burden to maintain

They will talk **** about you
Because after watching you succeed it's the only thing they can do.
They were your closest friends, they were so kind...
But all they wanted was seeing you fail, seeing you far behind
But why this jealousy? Why this hate?
Are you for real this desperate?

Children usually follow example more than any advice...so try and be the example for them.

and when you said
laughter is like a foreign language
i imagined that i was
teaching you how to
speak it

If you want to succeed...you have to be prepared for failure and criticism.

I’m addicted to the feel of cold metal sliding across bare flesh
Addicted to the instant
when nothing marks smooth skin
immediately before
red rivers rapidly rise
painting a once white canvas
with a flood of emotion,
tears on my cheeks,
sobs caught in my throat,
numbness replaced by pain & sadness.
Addicted to the imperfection
of red welts and dotted scabs that follow,
fingers drawn like magnets
to the texture of healing skin,
tracing over and over and over now fading ridges
Amazed that I am strong enough
to heal myself over and over and over.
Convincing myself that I am strong enough.
I find strength in my weakness.