We’ve all done things we aren’t proud of. I understand that. I know nobody’s perfect. But how do you live with it? How do you get up every morning and face the world knowing you could have done better? That you should have done better? Is being sorry enough? Can an apology actually heal our wounds, ease our pain? Can it undo the hurt that we’ve caused?
Callie Torres - 'Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word'
Season 10, Episode 9 (via greys-anatomy-quotes)
There’s an old proverb that says you can’t choose your family. You take what the fates hand you. And like them or not, love them or not, understand them or not, you cope. Then there’s the school of thought that says the family you’re born into is simply a starting point. They feed you, and clothe you, and take care of you, until you’re ready to go out into the world and find your tribe.
I need to constantly remind myself that I should be alcohol free for 2 weeks (not that I drink a lot) because of the meds that I’m currently taking.
Sometimes I want to leave my so called good life in Singapore and go back to my simple, happy life in the Philippines. Money can’t buy happiness. Money and life are useless if you don’t have freinds and loved ones to share it with. Gotta find that purpose.
I had 13 hours of sleep after taking Xanax, which my doctor prescribed yesterday. I am supposed to take it every night for 2 weeks. Now, I don’t know how I’m going to work with this.
I have to be strong. I’m okay. I have to convince myself that I’m okay or else I’ll fall. I need to be numb for now. I can’t fall apart.