My scars, which are both emotional and physical, do not define me.
Live And Learn
Your survival shouldn’t be dependent on others. It shouldn’t be dependent on whether or not an individual will see all your worth and come back.
Every story – even love stories that have been over for years, or decades – can be rebooted in an instant. It’s not until the real end, death without quotation marks, that “closure” in the truest sense of the word can be achieved, and then, only for those who are no longer around to benefit from it.
Perhaps that’s what love is: you love and you love to the point where none of that other stuff matters, and all you are left with are just fragments of good memories between two strangers.
Break out of your comfort zone, because if you stay inside of it forever, you will never grow.
Lately I’ve been learning how to die—how to grab each and every moment and cling to it for as long as I can.
Make 2018 the year you make you your first priority. Live this year for you. Make this the year you slowly fall in love with yourself. Make this the year you fall — and catch your own damn self.
I hope you learn that no matter how hard you fight, you’re bound to lose the battles that are not meant to be yours.
As much as we enjoy being the person who wants the best for everyone in our lives, being a healer can be exhausting.
We’re wired to seek approval from our peers, and we tend to notice our imperfections more than anyone else does.