Menu

Know that this, too, will pass. Tomorrow you will wake up with 232 billion new cells in your body. That alone is reason for hope.

The true mark of maturity is when somebody hurts you and you try to understand their situation instead of trying to hurt them back.

Perhaps the most important step in habit changing is to first accept yourself for who you are, flaws and all. Those imperfections are what make us human. Instead of talking yourself down, try treating yourself as you would a loved one. Be forgiving, and realize that wherever you are right now, it’s okay. You’re more likely to succeed in making changes if they’re coming from a place of self-respect rather than self-hatred.

As traumatized children we always dreamed that someone would come and save us. We never dreamed that it would, in fact, be ourselves, as adults.

It wasn’t the trauma that made you strong, kinder, and more compassionate. It’s how you handled it. That credit is yours.

The beautiful thing about life is that you always change, grow, and get better. You aren’t defined by your past. You aren’t your mistakes.

The butterfly does not look back at the caterpillar in shame, just as you should not look back at your past in shame. Your past was part of your own transformation.

Sometimes I wake up and have to remind myself: THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ME. I have patterns to unlearn, new behaviors to embody and wounds to heal. But there is nothing wrong with the core of me and who I am. I am unlearning generations of harm and remembering love. That takes time.

‘What if I fall?’ Oh, but darling, what if you fly?

Keep hanging out with yourself until you are you again.

If we grew apart as friends, there’s 100% chance I’m still cheering you on from afar and that I still love you.

We all have ‘issues’ because we all have a story. And no matter how much work you’ve done on yourself, we all snap back sometimes. So be easy on you. Growth is a dance. Not a light switch.

You are not your feelings. You just experience them. Anger, sadness, hate, depression, fear. This is the rain you walk in. But you don’t become the rain. You know the rain will pass. You walk on. And you remember the soft glow of the sun that will come again.

I don’t want to fix you and I can’t heal you, but maybe I can help you see just how beautiful your broken is. Each cracked piece fits in to the masterpiece of who you are right now. And right now, I see a beautiful soul.

It’s okay that you don’t know how to move on. Start with something easier… like not going back.

Sit with it. Sit with it. Sit with it. Sit with it. Even though you want to run. Even when it’s heavy and difficult. Even though you’re not quite sure of the way through. Healing happens by feeling.

Sometimes the weight you need to lose isn’t on your body.

And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in.

Sometimes all you can do is accept there’s not much you can do. And sometimes all you can control is how well you let go of control.

Sometimes a breakthrough comes after the biggest breakdown of your life. Hang in there.