Anna

“I’m used to the person I’m dating, or sleeping with, or whatever it is, telling me all the things I ought to know instead of getting to know me. It’s how men, or boys, or both, communicate. They quote and they riff and they rant and they explain and they explain and they explain.”
― Jennette McCurdy, Half His Age

“Improving our distress tolerance comes down to four steps: Separate your perspective from someone else’s. Disregard opinions that you do not respect. Check in with your own values and feelings. Self-soothe and regulate your anxiety.”
― Devon Price, Unmasking for Life: The Autistic Person's Guide to Connecting, Loving, and Living Authentically

“I run to my bedroom and hurl myself onto my bed, whipping open my laptop, desperate to chase away this heavy emptiness. To fill it with items that can carry me away, that can lift me into a version of myself who is light and whole and happy and satisfied with what she's got. Who wants for nothing because she has everything she could possibly need.”
― Jennette McCurdy, Half His Age

“You're usually so understanding," he says, his face settled with a milky look of concern.
It's a masterfully chosen phrase, a way of pinning the problem back onto me, like he's just the timid guy trying to make sense of his girlfriend's "outburst," which he quantifies as any emotion that makes him remotely uncomfortable, which is any emotion that isn't happiness or horniness. I would be impressed if I wasn't so livid.”
― Jennette McCurdy, Half His Age