3 Days 3 Quotes Challenge: Day 1



First, here are the rules for the challenge:

1.) Thank the person who nominated you

2.) Select a quote for the next three days and write about it

3.) Nominated 3 other bloggers for the challenge!

Thank you so much B for nominating me for this challenge, it’s perfect! If you haven’t checked B out, her blog is Getting Through Anxiety, be sure to check it out!

I chose the quote “Things change. And friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anyone,” which is from my favorite book and movie, The Perks of Being a Wallflower and it’s just a few short sentences but they mean a lot to me. I Since even starting my blog the people featured have changed drastically People change, they leave, and life goes on. I feel like sometimes the world is just moving around me and everything just keeps going. Life does not stop.

I’ve wrote before how I just expect to see people stick around, I expect to be friends with people forever, but that’s just not practical. People leave and life still goes around me. You just have to move on around that. Things will change, I will leave other people, not intentionally, that’s just life. I like how bluntly The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky puts everything and approaches mental illness and the way Charlie (the main character) sees life and his perspective.  To me this quote sums up 2015 to me.

Things change, things get better, you move on with the world, you keep going with the world. You adapt to the changes, the friends who left become distant memories, you grow more fond of the memories than the actual moments then when they were there. Everything is glorified in memories, and that’s probably a good thing. That gives you the ability to move on, remember the good things.

Things change, both good and bad, friends will leave, but the world will still go on around you.

I nominate anyone who’s reading this to also participate, if you chose to do so, please just let me know so I can make sure to check out and read your blog!



This is the last time I’m asking you…

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Can’t Drive 55.”

“Put my name at the top of your list…” This is one of my favorite Taylor Swift songs, “The Last Time”. To me this songs speaks volumes. It means you can only ask so much out of someone. It means you can’t keep leaving and coming back and how fragile people around you are.

“This is the last time I’ve got it wrong” This is the last time, I’m going to make this mistake again. You can make the same mistakes so many time, trust me, I continuously repeat mistakes, but it’s crazy to think that you just keep going back to what’s going to break your heart.

“This is the last time I’m asking you why, you break my heart in the blink of an eye” We go back to people who break our hearts repeatedly. We trust people continuously. I think in our memories we forget what bad things people did, and have a tendency to remember only the good things, and we continue to let them into our lives even though they will only hurt us more and more.

“I’m not sure how I got there, all roads they lead me here” When you care about someone everything goes back to them. We forget where we’re going and what we’re doing, we get so caught up in that person and how much we care that everything falls to the wayside.

“Put my name at the top of your list.” Once you start not meaning something to someone, don’t ask to be put at the top of their list anymore. Once you’re not there anymore you start caring more than them, investing more than them, and are in a position to be hurt a lot more by them. Which is why they “break my heart in the blink of an eye.

“You wear your best apology but I was there to watch you leave” Sorry’s can only go so far and only fix so much. Sometimes the apology becomes so miniscule that it begins to mean nothing instead.

This is one of my favorite Taylor Swift songs because there’s so much meaning and emotion in it. Gary Lightbody is also featured in the song, and their harmonies are amazing. When I hear this song I can feel it. It’s everything you want to say to the people who hurt you again and again, but there’s only so many times you can ask why, only so many times they can say sorry, only so many times you both can walk away.

“And all those times I let you in, just for you to go again.”

Now doesn’t that just break your heart. Happy Saturday prompt from the Daily Prompt! What was the last song you listened to?


P.S. I listened to this song the whole time I wrote this post and now I’m obsessed with it like I was when the Red CD came out.

Goodbye Until Next Spring…

sophomore year 1

I’m half way done and I’m back in Pennsylvania for the summer without a job.

This time last year I would have been rejoicing, trying to leave as soon as possible, when in fact this year I feel quite sad. I’ve been trying to write this post for several weeks but for once in my life I’ve been having a very hard time trying to put my thoughts and feelings into words because it’s hard to convey feelings into words sometimes because I don’t think that all of my feelings can be described into words. This probably doesn’t make any sense to anyone but me so sorry, I’m trying. So to my friends who have changed me this year, thank you. Here’s a post dedicated to all of you in no particular order.


Eric. This is a name you’ve often read in passing, he’s my best friend. I don’t know when that happened, it was just one of those things that did. He has officially made the list of people that I can spend more than three days with, without annoying me, a list that so few can say they’ve made. Eric is one of those people who I feel like get me. Like he understands that sometimes I just need to go to Target, because he feels the same way. I honestly can’t believe I’ve only known him for a year. He’s one of few people who I trust to read my blog posts before I post them to gage my passion radar and anger radar to judge whether or not it’s too far, he will not however, really judge me, my person or character. He’s also a huge supporter of my blog, I wouldn’t say most of my friends read all of my blog posts, but he does and it really means a lot to me. One of my favorite things Eric does is try to give me friend tests which usually involve him or others dying, I usually fail them, but he still is my friend so I guess that’s okay. He has had the unfortunate displeasure of listening to my rants about how bad tampons and pads are for women and has heard me many times discuss the pros and cons of menstrual cups and cloth pads, all far too many often and too much for any man to hear. He is one of the smartest people I know, even though he’ll try to deny it. I don’t think he realizes how great he is, but when he reads this I hope he knows.


Logan. Logan is a name you’ve heard, and hopefully a blog you’ve read. Communication majors aren’t really my cup of tea, but Logan is one of those exceptions. I met her when I did my overnight visit but I didn’t really talk to her until I had a few classes with her first semester freshman year.  I wouldn’t get through those classes without her. Logan is such a great sport. This picture is from the dance that I made her go to, she did not want to go but she went anyway because she’s such a great friend. I might ruin her stone hearted reputation by writing this but Logan really does care. She puts 110% into everything she does even if she hates it, like our video class. I’m glad Logan is on my side because if she wasn’t, well just be on her side and you don’t have to worry about that.


Molly. If it wasn’t for Molly I still would have been a hermit in my room. I wouldn’t go out and I wouldn’t be friends with most of these people. I owe her a lot. I wouldn’t have passed Arabic or Bio last year without her help. She drove me to Baltimore to get the bus when I went to Boston last year and then when I got back she invited me over to her room and just helped me get out of my little bubble that I had put myself in for so long. She has great taste in television shows, which you know I really admire. Molly has helped me in more ways than she probably realizes and I really appreciate that.


Excuse me and my picture being taken while I was talking, but you know how I love a good candid. This is Chloe, Becca’s twin. Chloe is one of the most secretly funny people I know. Like she seems super quiet and reserved at first, but she’s hilarious. Chloe and I have bonded over waxing my face and going to the movies. I think she is underappreciated and soft spoken, I however, really appreciate her.


Becca. You guys were introduced to her in our interview. She is full of joy and that’s one of the first things I noticed about her. She also is super friendly. I started talking to Becca (and Chloe) at the beginning of this year and I’m super glad I did. Becca is absolutely hilarious and outgoing. In addition to that she’s a great friend.


Alyssa. Okay so unfortunately I don’t have any pictures of just Alyssa and I for some reason but this is someone feeding her something at our Galentine’s Day celebration. Alyssa is one of those people I can talk to about anything and she’ll listen and add just when necessary. She is one of the best people to rant with. One of my favorite things about her is that she will defend her best friends until the end of the earth. Alyssa always looks put together and amazing. Also she always smells good, which I know is a weird thing to say but it’s so true.


Gabby. Whenever I need a laugh, Gabby’s the person to go to. However, in the recent months I have seen a much more serious side to Gabby that I had never seen before. She is a really good friend and really cares about everyone around her and I believe that is very admirable.


Rachel and Zoe and I go way to orientation group and our first weeks together at college. They were the first group of people to accept me while I was away. While I didn’t see them as much this semester I enjoyed our Dunkin dates and craft nights with Zoe. When I’m with them I remember why I stayed at Hood. I remember the reasons why college doesn’t suck. I owe them a  lot. When I first got back this semester it was a lot of time hanging out with Zoe and Eric, and that was a lot of fun. These are two of the first people I hung out with and opened up to and when college was a lot like starting over with friendships it was pretty easy with Zoe and Rachel.

This continues to be the only picture we have together but Ashlee was the first person I really talked to at Hood. Her and I were probably two of the quietest girls in our orientation group. She is so nice and although I haven’t seen much of her this past semester there is something I find very valuable when I have lunch with her. I never had to try and impress Ashlee, she was one of those people who I just clicked with and became friends with. I never had to pretend to be anything different and that’s something really special for me.


Kellianne. Kellianne offered to try menstrual cups with me, so if that doesn’t say #friendstatus, what does? She was my next door neighbor which made for very convenient ranting and late night conversations. If I needed to talk to someone without judgment Kellianne is always there for me. She has some of the best stories I have ever heard.

There is also Reem, who I don’t have any pictures with. While Reem and I are newer, she is a very supportive friend and person, and definitely someone I wish I hung out with more. She is one of four email subscribers to my blog and she always has the nicest things to say about it, which you know means a lot to me.

So sorry about this super sappy post about all of my friends and how much I love them all and miss them already. Also sorry it’s been so long, I’ve been trying to collect my thoughts about them and it has been a very sentimental journey and I have been far too over emotional writing it.


sophomore year 2

A Year Changes Everyone.

A little less than a year ago I wrote this post. A post that highlighted my expectations of what my senior year self thought my life would be like compared to what it was actually and now I’m looking back at my life from last year. This time last year I didn’t even know Eric and now he’s my best friend. This time last year I ate dinner alone in my room almost every night and now I eat with my friends for almost every year. Friends that I hung out with maybe once a month. I was going home almost every weekend because I hated college and now I don’t like knowing that I’m missing out here when I go home for a weekend.

This time last year I spent 95% of my time incredibly anxious and essentially afraid to leave my room. Wednesday I left my room at 10:45 am and didn’t get back until past midnight. I have essentially made a complete 180 with my life and I really cannot compalin. While the anxiety still hits me- the past two days it has, but I moved past it. I’m handling myself and situations a lot better. I would say that I’m anxious about 50% of the time now but I also don’t let it confine me to my room unless it’s a really bad day.

There’s a lot of things that I regret about last year. There was this and group of people reaching out to me and I was ignoring them. I was cutting off myself off and I really don’t like that I was the reason that I didn’t allow myself to have fun. I spent all of my time wishing to be somewhere else and not enjoying the moments I had.

My life has really turned around and I’m really happy with that. I would say I owe a lot of this to my new friends. Especially Logan, Molly, and Eric- if it weren’t for them inviting me to things and making me feel included I don’t know if I would be as happy as I am now. I wouldn’t say I was unhappy before, but I also know that I wasn’t happy. A year can change a lot and I would say that if I would have let myself be open to all of these people I would have been a lot happier a year ago too. I don’t think people make happiness but when you surround yourself with people who really, truly care about you, your life really improves. I don’t feel like second place or second choice, I feel equal and that’s what I really like.

A lot changes in a year and every year a lot will change. You can look back at almost any year and see all the changes in your life and maybe it will be nostalgic. For me it’s not. For me it’s kind of filled with regret. I don’t want to focus on that though, I want to focus on the fact that I have probably the world’s greatest friends. I want to focus on the fact that I’m a lot happier and a lot less anxious. I want to focus on the fact that a year ago I never thought I would be where I am today in the best way possible. Sure people have left me in the past year but I guess sometimes that’s for the best.

I don’t know why I felt the need to share this but I read that old post of mine and I’m amazed at how content and pleased I am with my life. A lot changes in a year and I wouldn’t say that’s a bad thing.


To Those Who Love Me.

My school just released us off of lockdown after a shooting at a local high school. This really just stuck a cord and serves as a reminder about how precious life is I thought I would write to all the people in my life who love and care for me like my family and friends (real life and internet). Thank you all just so much.

Thank you for listening to me ask you a million times if you are okay or if I should be worried or just my million questions and comments that I say so that I know you’re safe so I can worry less. Thank  you for answering and responding and knowing that I mean it with love and not to be controlling. I’m not trying to be crazy and that I just really care a lot to the point of being annoying. I know my  constant questions and requests for someone to let me know that they’re safe and home are probably really annoying. I know that sometimes I nag like a second mom but it’s only because I care- so thanks for dealing with that.

Thank you for putting me at ease and reassuring me after every little freak out that I’m going to be okay and I don’t need to stress so much. Although it doesn’t always work you all try your best and that’s the comforting thing to me. It’s almost as if no matter how hard I freak out and lack faith in myself there always seems to be someone around who thinks that I have some sort of potential.

Thank you for laughing at my super lame jokes and pretending I’m funny. I know I’m one of the few people who find myself hilarious and a lot of people laugh at me rather than with me so thank you for pretending to laugh with me even when I’m not actually funny. If you genuinely think I’m funny thanks for that too, like you’re one of a few.

Thank you for being there when I need someone. I kind of covered this above but thank you for just being around when I need to talk about the stupidest stuff and listening to my rants about things that I only think matter. Thank you for being a shoulder to cry on when I need it- even though I don’t cry in front of people really.

Thank you for being honest with me. I know that I have the habit of being too honest sometimes but that’s because that’s how I want people to be with me. Thank you for telling me when I look stupid or my hair is wacky or I need to fix my eyebrows.

Thank you for lying to me and telling me that I look good when I look like a hot mess minus the hot part. Thank you for boosting my confidence when I’m feeling really low. Thank you for telling me that I don’t need to diet and workout when we all know it would hurt me to lose a few pounds.

Thank you for caring. Thank you for making sure I’m okay and not about to break. Thank you for making sure I’m safe when I often find myself in sticky situations. I can always count on someone to make sure I’m okay when I ignore too many messages from the group or an individual.

Thank you for motivating and pushing me to do my best. Thank you for not letting my negative thoughts bring me down. Thank you for telling me that I’m not stupid or dumb and I just didn’t do something right and I can fix it. Thank you for letting me know that I can do better.

Thank you for letting me be me. I know I’m weird and I say weird things and I do weird things and yet you all seem to still like me for it. Thank you for letting me be me and accepting me for that even with my little freakouts and snapping moments. You allow me to be weird and share my stories of my weird life and you still accept me and that’s pretty cool.

Thank you for not holding me to everything I say and knowing I’m a wuss when it comes to certain things. Thank you for not pressuring me or asking me to do something or telling me to do something because that’s what you would do in the situation- thank you for letting me figure some things out on my own.

Thank you for understanding. Thank you for realizing that sometimes my anxiety will get the best of me at really inconvenient times but you’ll let me be because you know I can’t help it. Thanks for not pushing me to do more than I can handle.

Thank you for being you. Thank you for not letting other people influence you and take over the person that love and care for. Thank you for taking care of yourself and putting you above me sometimes because that’s what people need to do.

So this is to all of the people who care for me and love me more than I deserve sometimes. I really, really appreciate you. Thank you so much.


The Clueless Friend

I’ve always been the clueless friend, kind of realizing it, kind of not. I watched this video and I thought “oh that’s not going to be” it was. It was so me.

I think I’ve always been that friend. I’m just not hip or with the times. I honestly never what’s going on. I’m am the clueless one, which makes me kind of sad. Ask me why there are lights on a Christmas tree I can give you the answer, ask me what fleek means, no freaking clue. I’ve always been like this though, and it’s really frustrating to me because I don’t try to be clueless I just either don’t pay attention enough or I’m just naive I suppose.

For me it’s very frustrating because I don’t like to be clueless, contrary to popular belief I really like to know a lot of information. I like collecting facts but somehow I’m still clueless. It’s also odd because people don’t realize that I’m serious when I don’t know what they’re talking about. I’m 20 with the mindset of a 50 year-old.

Being clueless isn’t fun, it’s never been fun, but I’ve also never been the person who gets the joke right away. It’s gotten to the point where I’ll just flat out say “I don’t get it, sorry” or “What does ‘blank’ mean?” or “Elaborate please,” because I just don’t understand. I’m sure it’s frustrating for my friends but I can’t help it! I just missed the part of the brain where everyone seems to get this information. I don’t even know how many times I had to look up ‘lmfao’ up before I could actually remember what it means. It’s like I missed the part of my brain that teaches normal people how to be a teen/young adult and for me the part that makes you like an older person kicked in early. I am kind of okay with technology though, but my dad works in IT so I feel like I just kind of picked things up from him. I don’t know, I’m clueless but I don’t think I would live life any other way.

Are you the clueless friend?


A Friend Crush

I’ve decided to stop Dear December because it’s too stressful with finals and everything. I have another plan that I thought up in the shower. I hate quitting and giving up but it’s tough with the amount of stress I’ve been feeling. I had been doing really well with my anxiety and it’s starting to get worse again so I just don’t want to get out of control like it was last year.

So onto the actual post. I get these these feeling where I see someone and I just want to be friends with them, I didn’t have a name for it until Zoe called it a friendship crush the other night at dinner and I really like the sounds of that because this happens to me all the time. The reason we were talking about it was because there’s is this guy that is really attractive but he hardly talks to anyone and for some reason this just really intrigues me and I want to know everything about him which is very creepy but I want to be friends with him. I feel like this kind of happens to me a lot at school like I’ll kinda know someone and I want to be their friend but we don’t have any mutual friends so I feel like it’s just weird. I don’t know I’m such an awkward person that I can’t make friends.

I also feel this way towards people on the internet. Like I’ll read someones blog and just feel such a connection with them that I just want to be their friend. I’ll see the ‘About Me’ page and I think “We’re the same person, oh my gosh, if I knew them in real life there is no doubt we would be best friends” which is just lovely in my opinion. That’s one of the reasons I love the internet, you find people who are so similar to you, they just so happen to live in other states/countries/continents.

The more I think about it the more creepy this sounds. Is anyone else like this? They just kinda know someone so they want to be best friends with them? I think I might just be really creepy. Oh goodness I hope not. Please tell me I’m not a creep in the comments.




I have a tendency to think a lot and over think a lot and yet at the same time there are certain people who I never seem to question, yet once I do I can’t stop. For some reason today I’m having a rough day. Not a bad one just an over thinking day that I don’t want to have. I’m over analyzing every relationship I have with every person because I think there are too many detrimental people in my life that no matter what I say or how many times I say it they aren’t hearing it, they’re too self absorbed.

I recently talked about how selfish I’m allowing myself to be, but I would really hope that my selfishness would never impact my ability to see past my own problems and issues to help one of my friends out. I like to think that I’m a good friend and listener.

Today I kind of let it all out for the first time since thoughts have come to me about people in my life at dinner with Zoe and Rachel and they listened. They sat and listened and gave me advice and they assured me that everything happens for a reason. I’m a person that tends to keep a lot inside especially in instances where I feel like there are too many biased parties around me that I don’t know if I can necessarily talk to and the people who I want to talk to are busy.

I know my anxiety has a tendency to play things up. Like if I feel like someone is being weird I’m afraid they don’t like me or don’t want to be my friend anymore. Yet I’m starting to feel like maybe there are some people I don’t know if I want to be friends with them.

Over Thanksgiving break I felt like a lot has changed or in some instances not enough has changed. Time should change some things but I feel like it shouldn’t change everything. I don’t know. Zoe said I need older friends because I’m past the stage where a lot of people are now. I don’t know if that’s what I need or if I just need to be choosier in the first place when deciding who I should be friends with. I need to see who has my best interest in mind.  Sometimes I feel like if I didn’t do this or plan this no one would care so maybe I should stop planning things to see if anyone cares enough to do it or plan it themselves. I don’t know. I just feel like I’m in a weird place right now and in a week I’ll be out of it once the stress is all gone.

I hate feeling like I need to cut people out. I’ve cut so many people out of my life in the past two years and it just sucks. I look back at old stuff/pictures and it really sucks. I hate that people who meant so much to me a year ago or even six months ago aren’t in my life. Sometimes when you really care for people you don’t realize how much they’re actually hurting you. It’s terrible to be friends with someone you can’t trust or talk to about anything without feeling like the whole world is going to know. It sucks to know that you’re the one who let all these once important people go and be out of your life but you have to do what’s best for you sometimes. Sometimes that means letting go of some important people that just happen to be detrimental to you own happiness and wellbeing. I say it every year I feel like but 2015 I’m determined to make a no bullshit year which means not putting up with anyone’s crap no matter who they are. I have enough of my own crap to deal with I don’t need people in my life who make me feel bad about that. I don’t mind helping my friends with their problems but I don’t want to feel bad about having or talking about my own because when it comes down to it we’re all human and we all need someone to talk to. I guess on days where I don’t feel like I have anyone to talk to I have you guys and that’s really important to me so I suppose that’s where all of this came from. I keep too much bottled up, take my advice and don’t bottle things up.

I decided just to write this all out because who knows, maybe someone will have advice or maybe someone relates and just needs to know that they aren’t alone in feeling like this. I also just needed to get it all out. I have a tendency just to bottle things up and then I get mad and yell which is never good for anyone.

Also if you don’t mind, check out my Dear December series over on YouTube.


It’s Not Changing

Up until about a year ago I was waiting for a change that wasn’t going to happen. I was waiting on a message or a phone call that would change my life and obviously it never happened. Almost two years ago I was really, really happy all the time and I lost almost all of my abilities to be my typical cynical self. Then something changed and I was back and more cynical than ever. Not only was I more cynical than ever but I was sad for a good six months in a way that no one really knew because I wasn’t verbal about it and it wasn’t the kind of sad that made me cry every night or affected me a lot it was the kind of sad that was just there in the back of my mind.

I eventually realized that nothing was going to change unless I did something about it and I didn’t want to do anything about it. I thought that it wasn’t my place to initiate the change but that’s not how life works. You can’t just wait around for the perfect thing to happen, you have to make it happen. As soon as I realized this I realized how much time I had wasted just sitting around waiting for something to happen I was over it and a lot happier. Then as soon as the message I had been waiting so long for came, I realized that’s not what I wanted. I wanted my life to be mine again, not in the hands of someone who didn’t care. I didn’t want my emotions to depend upon someone else because that’s not okay.

I don’t know what they wanted when they texted me that day. Maybe it was friendly or maybe it was more, either way, I was friendly but went on my way because that’s not what I wanted. I love that I discovered a different kind of happiness due to him, but I don’t want a happiness that is reliant on someone else, I want one that’s based on my environment and how I’m feeling that day.

What I took away from all this time waiting for a dumb message was why am I so dependant upon this one person to make me happy or make me smile? When really whenever I heard from them I would get more upset because I never felt good enough. I would get stressed because, what did they want from me now? I spent time waiting for someone who didn’t care. I spent time looking for happiness in someone who broke me. I allowed my emotions to be controlled by someone who was hardly in my life and it really affected me.

Now I know that the only person you can count on to always be there is yourself. Everyone else is a temporary piece in your life, which is really sad to think about but no one else can be constant. You never know what’s going to happen so you can’t rely on others to make you happy or influence you in anyway, you only have yourself for that.

It’s great to have friends and build relationships with people but those aren’t the people who see you every day. I’m sure there are people who you see everyday, but that changes. There are people I used to see at the beginning of the school year every day and now maybe I see them twice a week. Things change and things change quickly and you can’t assume that every person is a constant. I used to assume that every person that entered my life would be a constant and I still tend to do that, I just don’t depend on anyone to feel a certain way. It’s great to count on the long term and see someone as a permanent life friend but things do change and to put all of your happiness marbles in one jar is dangerous.

If you can’t be happy with yourself you can’t be happy with someone else. I wasn’t going to post this. I actually wrote most of it a few hours ago. I don’t want people to think that I was sad last year, I want people to understand that it was just a looming feeling that I felt like I couldn’t talk about without a thousand “I told you so’s” and “just move ons”. I’m over it now everyone so I thought I would just give my warnings without a thousand “are you okays” because I am. I’m at a place now where I’m happy enough with myself that if I really wanted to (but I don’t) I could be happy with someone else.  Just know that you come first and that you need to take care of yourself first and that if you can’t do that you probably aren’t ready to depend on someone else either.


How to Care.

Contrary to popular belief about me, I care about people. A lot. Like my friends and family mostly, if I don’t like you I probably don’t care about you but if you’re my friend I care a lot about you. I think people have this idea that I don’t care about them because I have rbf and it makes people think I don’t care. I also am brutally honest which some people see as rude but I think that people just deserve the truth, maybe that’s just me though. But if you’re reading this and I’ve called you “friend” or “pal” or I talk to you outside of a group setting I probably really care about you and your wellbeing. So since I care a lot I thought I would just share with you how to show someone you care.

  1. The easiest thing to do is say you care. Literally tell a person you care about them. It’s not hard and it shows someone that they have a friend in you.
  2. Ask someone how they’re doing, like more than just a “how are you” with an answer along the lines of “fine” like get into the depths of their day and their life. I mean if you know them, don’t try to get into the depths of a stranger’s life, weird.
  3. Be there for them when they need you. Obviously you can’t be there all the time but when you can be there, even if it’s a little inconvenient for you. A friend has to come before yourself sometimes. I know last week I wrote about how you need to take time for yourself sometimes but keyword sometimes. You can’t always come first.
  4. Keep things between the two of you. If someone tells you a secret don’t share, they won’t be able to trust you and that’s not very caring.
  5. Hug people when you aren’t touchy. The gesture alone will show people how much you care, plus a hug can fix just about anything sometimes.

Here are five tips on how to care, leave your favorites in the comments!