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Peer pressure as an adult is seeing your neighbor mow their lawn.
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There are different versions of you living within the minds of others. I wonder how different they all are.
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I love how he let him cry, told him, “We cry as men” and didn’t hit him with the whole, “Big boys don’t cry” mess. That was lovely.
Phenomenal. Allowed him to emote, then worked with him to understand the what and the why.
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If you’re like my friend just know life takes people in and out your life. They each shape you into who you are and its hard to let people go. Probably the hardest thing to do when you never want them to, but you need to follow your heart. You must not feel bad about it even if it means losing people. It doesn't make it easier to let go, but always remain grateful for it all.
Cause then there’s this thing that happens when you begin to get over a person, you start to care less. And it feels like you’re being released from these shackles that have been around your ankles for the longest time.
And you don’t check on them everyday like you used to. And when you see them with somebody else, you just hope that they’re happy. And I guess you always love them, but not in the same way. You love them and you want them to be happy, but you don’t want to be the reason for their happiness anymore. And you don’t think about them before bed or when you wake up. And you can still feel them in your heart, but it doesn’t hurt anymore.
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