Chelsea Leigh Trescott

Hope is expectation. Belief is acceptance. Belief says you are a champion, you have what it takes.

My mom said when a woman feels guilty, it’s because she’s doing something right for herself.

It’s been a terrible tendency, this tendency to put off living, to look at my life and say this isn’t my real life, not yet at least

Two people can live in similar ways, they can read books and take long walks and find joy in the simple things, but that doesn’t mean they belong together.

I was not functioning. My love was angry and wild. I often felt too crippled to leave her. I wanted to stay inside her office forever.

We regret our eagerness, how caught up we get in the dream of being saved and cared for, how often we fall into the trap of making someone else our world.

You loved, you gave love, you felt, you inspired someone else to feel. Do you know how important that is?

We fear that we will never find our way into a forever love, that we will never be able to hold onto the security blanket for our loneliness.

You are the worst kind of person and yet here I am with you still on my mind.

When anyone hears that I am single and not dating, they wonder aloud as to why I can’t find a
man.

Our pain is a pain we bring upon ourselves through our own misplaced questioning. The pain
of our own wrong asking. It is the pain of avoidance.

Maybe it’s not enough to just be rosy-eyed and hopeful. Maybe it takes the humility that comes
with heartbreak to get us hungry for our own great love again.