We have become too articulate about our suffering & too inarticulate about our strength. The more elegantly we describe our wounds, the harder it becomes to leave them behind. When a struggle becomes part of your identity, overcoming it feels like a betrayal of who you are.
Shame deserves no shelter in your body. Deny it access to your dreams, your curiosity, your spirit. Refuse its attempts to make you smaller. Evict it completely. Do not let it make a home in you.
Find every single thing to be celebrated. Do this intentionally.
Life becomes heavier as time goes by. You're not gonna survive if you keep choosing to only see the dark.