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I believe that sometimes the bad times in our life put us on a direct path to the very best times in our life.

When you can’t look on the bright side, I will sit with you in the dark.

Embrace the pain of letting go of that which is not good for you. Step into it. You are stronger than the pain. You can survive and you will thrive again.

We can’t just choose to be happy, but we can choose to be kind to ourselves when we’re sad. Pain passes more quickly when we don’t berate ourselves for feeling it.

Nothing is more important than empathy for another human being’s suffering. Nothing—not career, not wealth, not intelligence, certainly not status. We have to feel for one another if we’re going to survive with dignity.

You fall, you rise, you make mistakes, you live, you learn. You’re human, not perfect. You’ve been hurt, but you’re alive. Think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive—to breathe, to think, to enjoy, and to chase the things you love. Sometimes there is sadness in our journey, but there is also lots of beauty. We must keep putting one foot in front of the other even when we hurt, for we will never know what is waiting for us just around the bend.

To get over the past, you first have to accept that the past is over. No matter how many times you revisit it, analyze it, regret it, or sweat it, it’s over. It can hurt you no more.

The strongest hearts have the most scars.

Our wounds are often the openings into the best and most beautiful parts of ourselves.

What’s broken can be mended. What hurts can be healed. And no matter how dark it gets, the sun is going to rise again.

Please try not to judge how someone is dealing with a pain you have never experienced.

Maturity is when a person hurts you and you try to understand their situation instead of hurting them back.

Until you’re broken, you don’t know what you’re made of.

Until you heal the wounds of your past, you are going to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, with alcohol, with drugs, with work, with cigarettes, with sex; but eventually, it will all ooze through and stain your life. You must find the strength to open the wounds, stick your hands inside, pull out the core of the pain that is holding you in your past, the memories, and make peace with them.

Breathe. You’re going to be okay. Breathe and remember that you’ve been in this place before. You’ve been this uncomfortable and anxious and scared, and you’ve survived. Breathe and know that you can survive this too. These feelings can’t break you. They’re painful and debilitating, but you can sit with them and eventually, they will pass. Maybe not immediately, but sometime soon, they are going to fade and when they do, you’ll look back at this moment and laugh for having doubted your resilience. I know it feels unbearable right now, but keep breathing, again and again. This will pass. I promise it will pass.

What hurts you today makes you stronger tomorrow.

Be kind because you will never know how much the person beside you is suffering.

Remember, the darkest nights produce the brightest stars.

Count your rainbows, not your thunderstorms.

We are all wounded people dealing with messy emotions in a confusing, uncertain, sometimes scary world. That doesn’t give anyone the right to be mean, thoughtless, or disrespectful. But remembering this makes it a little easier to think, ‘I hope you heal from your pain’ instead of ‘I hope you hurt like you hurt me.’