You are very small.

Infinitesimally small.

Compared to everything, everywhere.

You, your parents, that girl who said that thing about you, and that other girl that you really want to ask out? They're all specks of dust.

There are planets forming as we speak, stars collapsing in on themselves.

And though everything is still, everything is moving, vibrating constantly with all the indiscriminately same building blocks.

I have found comfort in this.

What I am doing now, compared to everything, is nothing.

As I sit here and stress about sending that risky text message, I find comfort in these facts, and I just hit send.

And it feels good.

I don't often think about how much people like me, because they are thinking about how much people llike them - so naturally, the two cancel out, and we're all left with zero. Nothing.

You can do whatever you want because, in the grand scheme of things, literally nothing matters. Shit happens for no reason, just because it's happening.

Remember this when you're scared of rejection, of embarrassment, of failure.

It doesn't matter.

So you might as well do it.