When you’re hugging a loved one, give yourself a millisecond or two to appreciate that they are in your arms, right now, smiling and breathing and warm.
The best day of your life will be a Monday morning.
I forgive you for caring too much or not giving a single fuck.
We are where we are. Let’s collect. Let’s listen. Let’s create.
Do something for someone with no motive other than to make their life a little easier today – buy their coffee, let their car merge into your lane, compliment their coat.
Being 95% certain you left your charger at home and then finding it in your bag.
Stop settling for a life of sitting still, of watching other people go after what they want while you sit back because you’re too afraid to try.
That you’re the only person in the world who feels crippling self-doubt, anxiety, insecurity, uncertainty, and every other uncomfortable and paralyzing feeling that comes with being a complicated human.
Because it’s not the same thing as being naive, or being a doormat. What it is is a willingness to learn from the way you’ve been treated, to let it wash over you and then away from you, and to be wary of it in the future but to never let it control you or consume you.
You’re not at all close to achieving incredibly high self-esteem, but you work every day to be kinder to yourself than you were yesterday.