“I am enough for me.”

Will I ever rise above the shackles of my mundane reality? I know I could fly as high as dreams.

I acknowledge that struggling and failing are different; I am made stronger through my struggles.

If hope is the shape of the sun, I wish always to stay where she shines.

More often than I am not, all I need is the rise of my own lungs – I am already complete.

Maybe self-care is choosing to be your own kind of lovely.

I’ve stopped trying to make sense of the sunset.  There is beauty in resting, there is strength in letting go.

I have to believe that ahead of me are entire adventures waiting to be lived, for the sun hasn’t abandoned me yet.

I am finding the courage to breathe as I am.

And when the sun smiles its brightest, I become a golden soul.

On the days that I drown deep in the rain, I must remember that it, too, will help me grow closer to the sun.

Today will end and another day will come – I can’t bend time into softer motions all I can do is live.

I will breathe because I must, but I will smile because I’m living.

I am capable of loving myself the way I deserve.

I am choosing to create space in my mind for peace.

I am no longer looking to others to show me my worth.

And as the sun smiles to bless this new day, I inhale life, and journey on.

In the middle of hatred and killings, there are things worth living for.

The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.

No man is ever just one thing.

Your life’s work deserves sound money.

Bitcoin is like anything else: it’s worth what people are willing to pay for it.

Social media is not always a true reflection of real life and no place to judge your worth!

A nickel ain’t worth a dime anymore.

If you can feel that staying human is worth while, even when it can’t have any result whatever, you’ve beaten them.