“Between acceptance and letting go, lies life.”

Sometimes we choose to be cold, to act cold.

Maybe today I am a dry tree, I will fill up when it’s rain.

The sad soul once had happy stories to tell.

What broke you, won’t heal you.

Dreams grow everywhere, people not.

Disappointments feel like home.

Today I decided to forgive everyone, my soul deserves peace.

And suddenly she owned all love songs.

True friends add peace to your soul.

Sometimes I forget to admire the beauty of not being with you.

Don’t make your pain infamous.

When a man leaves you, he won’t be back.

What we avoid, controls us.

All my butterflies are dead.

We scared of losing something that we never found.

Everything I love is just well-arranged dust.

I sing to the realists, people who accept it like it is. I express problems. There are tears when it’s sad and smiles when it’s happy. It seems simple to me, but for some people, I guess feelin’ takes courage.

Radical Acceptance is the willingness to experience ourselves and our lives as it is.

We don’t ask a flower any special reason for its existence. We just look at it and are able to accept it as being something different from ourselves.

I want to learn how to be more thankful for what I am, than guilty for what I’m not.

The boundary to what we can accept is the boundary to our freedom.

No matter how good or bad we may feel, no matter how up or down we may be, Christ loves us, accepts us, and thinks the world of us.

She has a choice. She can either accept a life of misery or she can struggle against it. And she chooses to struggle…she fails in the end but there’s something beautiful and even heroic in her rebellion.

It appears that ordinary men take wives because possession is not possible without marriage, and that ordinary women accept husbands because marriage is not possible without possession.