Everything in your life is a gift. Being alive in the first place is a ridiculous and rare privilege.
Being a girl came with an instruction manual; and the best ones, the “good girls,” checked everything off that list.
You can’t make everyone happy, you can’t make everyone laugh, you can’t make everyone like you.
When we’re stressed and in fret mode we become off balance, which then makes it more difficult for us to listen to our inner wisdom.
You don’t need that guy or that girl or that ex. You don’t need someone else who already left to make you feel good. You don’t need his love. You don’t need his heart or his soul or his mind. You do not need their guidance.
I try to spend a vast majority of my time trying to figure out how to be nice to other people. I always think I am not doing enough.
Blink and you miss a thousand things.
One day you will back at those terrible experiences and be grateful it happened.
When we feel we are of use to something greater than ourselves we can access a deeper understanding of happiness.
Find something to smile about. Anything. There are so many things. You’re alive.