If you feel like giving up, that’s usually an indicator that you’re strides away from overcoming.
It’s impossible to absorb praise without also absorbing criticism. If we’re susceptible to one, by default, we’re susceptible to all.
We are a society that’s fixated on the finished product, the grand finale, the happy ending. No matter what it is we’re undertaking, we want to sprint past every conflict, every roundabout encounter, so that we can cannonball right to the glory.
Most of us are still learning how to separate our own pain from that of the rest of the world.
I wonder what would happen if we permanently resided outside our comfort zone. Would that eventually make discomfort comfortable?
It’s difficult to look back in hindsight without judgment. It can be just as difficult not to label our younger selves as reckless fools.
Reality is however we interpret it and is often shaped by experiences so unique to us that they could never be replicated in exactly the same way in someone else.
Sometimes being treated poorly is the only thing that’s more riveting than being treated well.
What if I told you that your fragility was one of your best assets?
Sometimes the best thing we can do for ourselves is recognize when to stop so we can return to what we’re doing with a fresh dose of inspiration and a renewed perception.