You. Are. Enough.

You. Are. Enough. … reposting in hopes that it brings encouragement to someone today. đź’—

This Wifestyle

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It was past midnight and the orange hue of the campus street lights were glaring through the rain on the car windows. My boyfriend and I were parked outside my dorm and tears were running down my face as I wrestled with a feeling that was as familiar as on old friend.

Anxiety.

It had ruined our evening, so Tyler decided to take me on a drive so I could sort through my thoughts.

I was stressed.

Worried that I was going to fail.

Worried that I was going to let people down. 

Worried that I wasn’t good enough. 

Smart enough.

Capable enough. 

Usually I was always able to work through it. Push through it. But that day it had wrecked me. Tyler was listening to me, offering advice for ways I could cope with the stressful tasks ahead of me. Although it was sweet and helpful, it didn’t resonate…

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