“You don’t experience anxiety unless you’re attached to a thought that isn’t true for you. It’s that simple.”

Everyone in your life is a figment of your imagination–even you.

The only thing you fear is the unreality that you yourself have invented.

When your mind opens, the whole world falls into place.

Reality doesn’t wait for your opinion, vote, or permission, sweetheart. It just keeps being what it is and doing what it does.

Realizing that people should lie when they do makes me a little more open-minded, a little more tolerant, when my child or my partner lies.

A thought is harmless unless we believe it.

In my experience, we don’t make thoughts appear, they just appear. One day, I noticed that their appearance just wasn’t personal. Noticing that really makes it simpler to inquire.

We say to others only what we need to hear.

I didn’t fight or shame my thoughts, I questioned them, and they stopped shaming me.

When a thought hurts, that’s the signal that it isn’t true.

That’s where the fear comes from-from your uninvestigated thoughts.

Until you can see everything in the world as your friend, your work is not done.

You can only see what you believe—nothing else is possible.

I can’t love you as you have been or will be. I can only love you as you are.

Don’t be careful. You could hurt yourself.

I believe in the power of every human being to end suffering.

Choosing to live with less stuff is choosing to live with less stress and less anxiety.  

My anxious self always melted in your arms, then. Now your grin from another screen telling me “its going to be okay” works just the same.

Anxiety is way louder than it sounds, I want to speak but i am short of breath.

Thoughts are just visitors passing through our minds, sometimes they stay awhile uninvited- anxiety.

Anxiety is so comfortable that people are more willing to live with it rather than willing to heal from it.

Moon, stars, and night sky. That’s how I kill my anxiousness.

I’ve always had a fear of endings, but it comes as relief to me that among all the dying things, I am one too.

Breathing is hard, my mind and heart both at war. This anxiety makes my living so hard!