“I have never in my life been more eager to welcome change. Surviving a transition of this magnitude feels powerful.”

I hope you find someone who matches your passion and your efforts. Someone who is mentally and emotionally equipped enough to help build you back up in your time of need.

God bless the woman that chases nobody, seek no validation and minds her own.

Demand the love you know you deserve.

I don’t think there’s an act that could possibly be more selfless and gratifying than being able to forgive yourself.

I am made of wholesome and incredible things. I’ve survived so much and worked too damn hard on myself to believe otherwise.

Don’t you ever let anyone fault you for outgrowing them.

Your life will take on a whole new reality the second you make the decision to shift away from all the unnecessary and cluttering things that once narrowed your perception of this world.

If your best efforts bring less than desirable results because your mental health is suffering, I hope you know you are still worthy and doing all that you can. You deserve to applaud yourself.

So inspired by what it means to be a woman of substance. A woman of great poise and assertiveness.

I still have time to do everything I intend on doing and becoming and I’m certainly not running out of time.

Only you know how far you’ve truly come. Please don’t ever let that go unnoticed.

I try to focus on the fact that whatever I’m feeling right now, no matter how intense, painful and distressing; is temporary.

I’ve spent a lot of time holding onto things and people that brought me misery because I was afraid of the void that may be there once I let go. I know now my voids were just as illusionary as the fear and insecurities that created them.

Every step I’ve taken has rewarded me with a lesson and every single setback and disruption has straightened out in a manner that befits me.

I promise you are under no obligation to have it all together all the time.

Transitional periods can be painful, but they are crucial for your growth. Please allow this process to take you where you need to be.

Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.

Lost in a conversation is something I can never feel with you. For I’ve never felt more found than when speaking to you.

You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.

I feel in color.

In an age so connected why do I feel so far apart?

Some days, my mind still flickers, but the light doesn’t stay on. Kind of like the hope I felt when your fingers squeezed my palm. But they simply call that a reflex.

With you I am in bloom.

You always project on the outside how you feel on the inside.