When I was a child, I used to fear monsters under the bed. I have since learned that most monsters are found within. And they are always worth fighting.
STEPHANIE BRIARAnxiety is living with an apple on your head and you imagine that everyone you know stands watching with a bow to shoot an arrow at it.
More Stephanie Briar Quotes
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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I am strong. My heart still hopes. My mind still dreams. My soul still craves pouring energy into everything that I love.
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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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Let yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.
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Anxiety is living with an apple on your head and you imagine that everyone you know stands watching with a bow to shoot an arrow at it.
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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.
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You could not keep me fed by throwing me bones and empty promises. I am ashamed to admit how much starving I did before I finally left.
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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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