The truth about starting over is that it’s scary.
I think too often we stand in our own way, by learning to exist rather than live.
Trying to be perfect.
STOPPING IMPROVEMENT is death. There is no goal. There is no final destination. There is only direction.
You still have so many things to experience and your life doesn’t have to stop just because you’re too preoccupied looking back into the past.
You have nothing to lose, because your next destination might be the place where you belong.
“I really wasn’t happy with myself,” he said. “I believe it was because I wasn’t my authentic self doing what I really wanted to do in my life.”
What if every painful thing you faced was actually pushing you forward, pushing you down a different road, a better road, the road you’re meant to be on?
The beautiful thing about your lowest point, about reaching an end, about falling and crashing and hitting the ground, is that the only direction you can take from here is up.