If you can’t handle the truth, you can’t handle me.
It’s not something you could ever swallow, is it?
Because you have a dog who has so much life left to be lived.
You deserve to forgive yourself for the things you got wrong.
When you’re complicit in allowing toxicity to continue, you’re just as bad as the person shrugging their shoulders and saying, “Welp guess another line got blurred!”
Your skin is the biggest organ on your body, and you should invest time and money into taking care of it.
Waiting for a magical moment or destiny or for things to just serendipitously fall into place is a lazy way of saying, “I don’t feel like making this work or happen myself.”
People who truly have their shit together don’t need to brag about having their shit together.
Decide not to scream anywhere but internally.
What should I know about you that I’d never think to ask about?