“After every storm, if you look hard enough, a rainbow appears.”

I look around and see the things I have, and I remember not having them. That is one thing that keeps me grounded. I’m definitely the same person I was. I never lose me, I never lose the real person.

I’m far from perfect. I’m still learning. I overworked myself, and I paid the price. I consider the breakdown a breakthrough. I needed to hit rock bottom. I needed to understand the cost of pushing so hard; fighting so hard against the system.

One day I promised God that if he would give me my voice back I would never smoke again. I got three octaves back after quitting.

Once I was a prisoner lost inside myself with the world surrounding me, wandering through the misery, but now I am free. Free to love, free to laugh, free to soar, free to shine, free to give.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel. Hopefully its not a freight train!

I don’t think anyone knows as much about what’s right for me as I do.

True diva could not live without smart remark every now and then, a good sip of water.

If you look inside yourself, and you believe, you can be your own hero.

I definitely feel more complete than before. There’s a void you have when you don’t feel you’ve found the other part of who you are, so I’m in a different place now and that’s nice to experience.

Lord knows dreams are hard to follow, but don’t let anyone tear them away.

If you believe within your soul, just hold on tight and don’t let go! You can make it, make it happen.

Basically, I started singing when I started talking. Music has just been my saving grace my whole life.

I’m not vain, I’m insecure.

I started writing poetry when I was six. I had this teacher who didn’t believe the poems I’d bring in were mine because they were dark and sad. But I wrote about what I experienced in my childhood.

Something in your eyes captured my soul, and every night I see you in my dreams. You’re all I know. I can’t let go.

I’ve seen the real extreme diva behaviour and I don’t think that’s who I am.

Thought cannot conceive of anything that may not be brought to expression. He who first uttered it may be only the suggester, but the doer will appear.

If I looked like Zayn, I would date myself.

We have engaged ourselves so much in the idea of self love, that everyone else appears to be empty shelves.

I love having my hoop earrings. Just regular gold hoops.

Fighters are never who they appear to be.

You can never overlook a guy.

You loved me gray sweatpants and I loved you drunk on stouts and I am velveeta mac and cheese.

When you find the courage to love your own body, you give people who look like you the permission to do the same.