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You’re so hard on yourself. But remember, everybody has a chapter they don’t read out loud. Take a moment. Sit back. Marvel at your life; at the mistakes that gave you wisdom, at the suffering that gave you strength. Despite everything, you still move forward, be proud of this. Continue to endure. Continue to persevere. And remember, no matter how dark it gets, the sun will rise again.

Now, every time I witness a strong person I want to know: What darkness did you conquer in your story? Mountains do not rise without earthquakes.

Life is like photography. You need the negatives to develop.

Sometimes things have to go wrong before they can go right. Sometimes we have to let the wrong people walk out before we allow the right people to walk in. Sometimes we have to feel weak in order to know what it’s like to feel strong. Sometimes you have to be broken to realize you’ll never be shattered.

I hope you find love, but more importantly, I hope you’re strong enough to walk away from what love isn’t.

One day you will your story of how you’ve overcome what you’re going through now and it will become part of someone’s survival guide.

Someone once asked me how I hold my head up so high after all I’ve been through. I said it’s because no matter what, I am a survivor, not a victim.

And if today, all you did was hold yourself together, I am proud of you.

I hope you know you’re capable and brave and significant, even when it feels like you’re not.

I have fought a thousand battles, but I am still standing. I have cried a thousand tears, but I am still smiling. I have been broken, betrayed, abandoned, rejected, but I am still walking proud. I smile. I laugh. I live life without fear and when I love, I love hard. I am humble. I am beautiful. I am real. I am me.

Life changes. You lose love. You lose friends. You lose pieces of yourself that you never imagined would be gone. And then, without you even realizing it, these pieces come back. New love enters. Better friends come along. And a stronger, wiser you is staring back in the mirror.

The strongest people are the ones who are still kind after the world tore them apart.

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

If you carry one thing with you today, let it be this: You are brave, you are beautiful, you are strong, you are smart, you are loved.

If you’re giving your all but it takes all you have just to get through the day, it doesn’t mean your best isn’t good enough. It means life is just that hard right now. Be good to yourself. You need it.

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.

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

I’ve learned that you can keep going long after you think you can’t.

Kindness: Loaning someone your strength instead of reminding them of their weakness.

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