It's okay to grieve all the opportunities you lost from doubts, overthinking or anxiety.
I know it's only human to try and think of "what if's", but instead, try to focus on the reasons why you didn't take those opportunities.
Sometimes, the root of self sabotage is fear caused by overthinking, which then leads to impostor syndrome.
You weren't ready, and that's okay, there's no shame in that. We can all learn and grow, so the next time an opportunity comes knocking on the door, we are ready. Remember, a mistake that taught you something wasn't a waste, but a lesson.
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Release: August 14, 2015
Lyrics:
I came here with a broken heart that no one else could see
I drew a smile on my face to paper over me
But wounds heal when tears dry and cracks, they don't show
So don't be so hard on yourself, no
Let's go back to simplicity
I feel like I've been missin' me
Was not who I'm supposed to be
I felt this darkness over me
We all get there eventually
I never knew where I belonged
But I was right and you were wrong
Been tellin' myself all along
Don't be so hard on yourself, no
Learn to forgive, learn to let go
Everyone trips, everyone falls
So don't be so hard on yourself, no
'Cause I'm just tired of marchin' on my own
Kind of frail, I feel it in my bones
Won't let my heart, my heart turn into stone
So don't be so hard on yourself, no
I'm standin' on top of the world, right where I wanna be
So how can this dark cloud keep raining over me?
But hearts break and hell's a place that everyone knows
So don't be so hard on yourself, no
Let's go back to simplicity
I feel like I've been missin' me
Was not who I'm supposed to be
I felt this darkness over me
We all get there eventually
I never knew where I belonged
But I was right and you were wrong
Been tellin' myself all along
Don't be so hard on yourself, no
Learn to forgive, learn to let go
Everyone trips, everyone falls
So don't be so hard on yourself, no
'Cause I'm just tired of marchin' on my own
Kind of frail, I feel it in my bones
Won't let my heart, my heart turn into stone
So don't be so hard on yourself, no
Oh, I
I learned to wave goodbye
How not to see my life
Through someone else's eyes
It's not an easy road
But now I'm not alone
So I, I won't be so hard on myself no more
Don't be so hard on yourself, no
Learn to forgive, learn to let go
Everyone trips, everyone falls
So don't be so hard on yourself, no
'Cause I'm just tired of marchin' on my own
Kind of frail, I feel it in my bones
Won't let my heart, my heart turn into stone
So don't be so hard on yourself, no
Songwriter:
'Cause I'm just tired of marchin' on my own
Kind of frail, I feel it in my bones
Won't let my heart, my heart turn into stone
So don't be so hard on yourself, no
Benjamin Alexander Kohn / Jessica Hannah Glynne / Peter Norman Cullen Kelleher / Thomas Andrew Searle Barnes / Wayne Anthony Hector
SongFacts:
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Sometimes when I get too into my own head about how many kudos or comments a fic gets, I try to invoke the spirit of Treb Heining, “the man who created the hand thrown confetti effect that has become synonymous with The New Years Eve Ball drop.”
“Creating magic is taking people out of their normal day-to-day existence and for a second giving them something that is emotional…”
I can’t count the number of fics I’ve read over the years that have made an impact on my life. Whether it’s a scene that lives rent free in my head, a story I come back to again and again, something that distracts me from The Horrors™, or a story that simply brightens my day.
If something I write manages to check one of those boxes (or even an entirely different box) for even just one person, I have to remember that all the work I put in was well worth it.
Why, in the age of AI and rapid technological development, do they still throw the confetti in Times Square by hand?
Because it’s magic.
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I've been thinking about what you said the other day
My recollection of your feelings are
About how you were disappointed in how the wedding turned out
How it felt more like your mom's wedding than your wedding
And how you felt shitty for being disappointed in it considering all the resources that were used on it
At the time I had feelings too. I don't know what all the words for those feelings are yet
But I disagree with your opinion-
That day was amazing, awesome, fantastic.
Because it was the day I got to marry you.
And I want you to know
I love you so much
I would marry you again
If it meant you got to have your perfect wedding.
Because it would also be
Our perfect wedding.
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