“Asking for help doesn’t make you weak, it makes you brave.”

Learning to let them be is self care.

You don’t have to apologize for taking time for yourself.

Your goals have a love language – and its rest.

A reminder that you don’t owe anyone any part of you.

Loving yourself might look like learning to slow down.

Sometimes it can feel like you aren’t doing anything because you’re no longer doing everything.

A reminder that your free time is not free.

I’m so thankful I never gave up on me.

Speaking up is my birthright.

I’m not defined by other people beliefs around me.

I step onto my strength when I stop committing to doing it all alone.

Starting gain is my birthright.

My joy matters even when others think it should not.

Loyalty in relationships doesn’t mean you have to blindly agree or be silent.

I knew I was healing when I no longer tried to pretend everything was okay when it wasn’t.

Sometimes, you’re the person taking advantage of yourself.

Brave is he who has a thousand wounds and still wants to heal the world.

A little foolish, a little brave.

I wish to be as brave as the moon; because even by the darkness, she always finds a way to shine.

How can I be brave when my insides are quaking from fighting this fear.

If only were my skin like art shining against the mould, if only my body were a canvas brave if only.

It is an act of courage every time you create. Stay brave.

I’ll keep reaching out my hand hoping one day you’ll be brave enough to take it.

Wishes are simply dreams we weren’t brave enough to chase after.