Practicing self-compassion means knowing when to give yourself a break.
I know it seems as if such a thing couldn’t possibly be true, but I hope you believe me when I say that you will get through this.
The kind of love that sees you with unkempt hair, wearing the most unflattering sweatpants and a stained t-shirt and thinks that you’re the most beautiful person in the entire world.
I hope you know that love is for you—even if you haven’t found it yet, even if you think you’re going to be alone for the rest of your life.
Even when your heart is broken, and your trust is shattered, and you have a sadness that seeps into your blood and rests within your bones, I hope you continue to fight for love.
Brew some hot water and pour yourself a cup of tea. Tea is more than a hot beverage that is calming—it’s a ritual.
I hope you’re the reason people believe in goodness.
I hope you pay attention to what your body, heart, and soul need, and I hope you nourish them all accordingly.