They say your body is a temple, but I’ve never been the religious type.
Learning To Love Yourself
It’s time to accept that some people will settle. That some people are happy with ‘good enough’. That some people would rather settle for shitty love than be alone because being alone scares them more than a mediocre love.
Standing alone is better than standing with the wrong people. Standing alone is better than changing who you are so you can please others.
You have to give yourself permission sometimes—permission to fail, permission to fall for the wrong person, permission to be fearless and maybe not have it all figured out
I’m learning the beauty of living in a place of ‘enoughness.’ Where right now is enough. Where I am enough. Where the people around me are more than enough. Where love is enough.
The best revenge is not caring what other people think; not letting their actions affect you, not seeing yourself through their eyes, not trying so hard to impress them and learning that they’re not superior just because they have things you don’t have.
I’m slowly learning that there are no timelines in life; just learning, living and evolving.
Look inside for happiness, not outside.
In a world where people are so damn scared to love, you never change.
I’ll start with the small things — I will look myself in the mirror and say it. “You are beautiful.” Even if I don’t believe it. “You are beautiful.” Especially if I don’t believe it. “You are beautiful. You are beautiful. You are beautiful.”