DAY FORTY-THREE.

How can you have everything your little heart desires, but still feel like it isn’t enough. Everything needs to be better. Everything needs to be bigger. Nothing is ever right for you. And you’ll always want more.

But are you prepared to work for it? I don’t think so. You just want more and more and more, while sitting back and watching others get it for you.

Look at yourself in the mirror. Stare at your reflection for a long, long time. And dig deeper. Look at the inside. Are you happy with yourself that way? Are you actually happy about the way you treat people? And the way you push people around?

DAY FORTY-TWO.

People are always going to have opinions. Whatever you do, it will never be good enough. And that’s hard. It is so hard. Because all you want is to be yourself. To have people love you for who you are.

But don’t let it get to you. If people can’t accept you for who you are, they don’t deserve your time. But remember, it’s not important what other people think. What’s important is that you’re happy. Happy with who you are and with what you’re doing. Feeling comfortable in your own skin.

There’s so much hate in the world, but don’t let it get to you. Don’t let the hate win. Spread the love. Hug. Kiss. Give compliments. Be happy. And be you.

DAY FORTY-ONE.

Some people always have to one-up you. You will never have the things they have. You will never be as happy as they are. And you will never feel as miserable as they feel. Because their lives will always be great when yours is good. And their lives will always be horrible when yours is just bad. Or at least that’s what they say.

When something happens to me, you have to remind me of when you were in that situation. You can’t just listen. When I’m in pain, your pain is always ten times worse. You can’t just help me.

I’m tired of that kind of negativity in my life. Just be happy for me during the good times. And be there for me when I’m feeling sad. Don’t make it about you. Although I think it actually is a skill to be able to turn the conversation back around to you, it’s not a skill you should be proud of. And you will never be happy with yourself, because you’ll always want to one-up everyone. People don’t appreciate that.

DAY FORTY.

I still remember how we walked the halls of high school. We were always together, hanging out. We had so much fun. Laughed until we cried. And then we left school and continued to do so.

I still remember the summers we spent by the lake. The little picnic’s we had. How we jumped in the water. The boys we met. The little trips we made. And sometimes I still look at all the pictures we took and I realize that I want that back.

I still remember the laughs we had today. The way we reminisced. How we promised each other to do all the things we used to do and more. How we planned on taking a road trip and going back to the lake. And it makes me so happy. Because sometimes friendship doesn’t mean you see each other all day every day. It means you catch up every now and then and it feel familiar. It’s like you saw each other yesterday, even when you haven’t seen each other in months. With some people it’s just easy like that.

DAY THIRTY-NINE.

I can’t remember the last time I saw you laugh this hard. The last time you smiled this much. And when was the last time you had this much fun? Hanging out with your friends, like you don’t have a care in the world. It happened when she left.

I used to see you around every now and then. Now I see you all the time. And it feels like it used to. When we were growing up together. But then we grew apart. It happened she was around.

Honestly, I was let down by you a lot. I wanted you here, but you were never around. But I’m not angry. I actually am happy that you’re here now. And that happened when she left you. I’m glad she left.

DAY THIRTY-EIGHT.

I’ve been here before, I remember. I was still a child. I waved you goodbye. I’m still not sure where you were going and how long it took you to come back. But you came back.

And now I’m here. Not a child anymore, but with a child besides me. And I think of you. Because this place always reminds me of that moment when I waved you goodbye. And I think of how I would like to wave you goodbye one more time.

And then I look at the child besides me and realize life goes in circles. We come back to places we once were and we take people with us. We relive the old memories and tell each other about it. And then we create some more by ourselves. And years from now, when the child comes back. He will take someone and share the memories. And he will make some new ones. With someone else.

DAY THIRTY-SEVEN.

It is so important to sometimes stop everything that you’re doing and just let life take over. You can do your homework tomorrow. You don’t have to work at night after having already worked a full day. You don’t have to do the things you don’t want to do. Not right now.

Make memories. You’re not going to remember that one time you failed to make it to your deadline. You won’t remember the time your teacher got mad at you for not doing your homework. It is not as important as you think.

You will however remember the stupid joke your friend made. The way they laughed at your stupid jokes. The drinks you had, the food you ate, the music you danced to and the people you ran into. Or ran away from. You’ll remember the fun you had and still till this day you talk about it. Because those are the important things in life. The memories you make are what makes you.