This may be an oversimplification of a whole bunch of complex ideas, but I really do believe it’s better to upset people by being real rather than upsetting them by being fake.
I don’t want someone whose baggage goes with mine. I just want someone who can identify and carry their own.
I want a president who is good at love, and isn’t scared to show the world some.
Fact: It’s okay to feel however the hell you need to feel.
But, in the space between ‘what if’ and ‘what is’ there lies a ‘maybe’ a ‘just might’ and a ‘what could be’. There lies possibility, and that’s where the leap lives. That’s where chance hatches – in the risk, a hunch of intuition leading to decision, a spark of opportunity to be brave in the face of change.
Healing means owning the pain without pushing it away.
You survived. You made it through.
I think it’s important to realize that we continue onward and upward regardless of the past and though our futures are unknown and unwritten, don’t forget that when nothing is certain, anything is possible.
What advice would you give yourself five years ago?
Quit your job, learn to ride a motorcycle, and book a cruise to Mexico. Become a rodeo clown. Eat ice cream for dinner. Cut off all your hair. Do a cartwheel. Go skydiving and try anal sex (but not at the same time).