“Remember you are someone else’s safe space, someone out there looks to you for hope so maybe you could learn to look to yourself.”

Feeling lost is a sign that you’re finally listening to yourself and no longer conforming to what is expected of you.

Letting go creates the space we need to welcome our wildest manifestations.

You’ll know you’ve healed when you find gratitude in the pain that once broke you.

Maybe this time isn’t about finding love but rather learning how to enjoy your own company instead.

Maybe the lesson is not how best to chase the things we think will make us happy, but learning to be happy wherever we are instead.

Asking for help is one of the bravest things you can do.

You were enough then and you are enough now. Your pain never defined you, and never will.

Nothing is permanent not even your pain.

Being vulnerable is an act of courage it requires you to strip down naked with your heart on display.

We heal by following the example of the healed.

Loving yourself is honoring your boundaries and not tolerating disrespect.

When you find the courage to love your own body, you give people who look like you the permission to do the same.

Self love is not something you feel, but rather something you do each day.

Loving yourself is holding your own hand while you shake with anxiety.

It’s okay to feel self doubt from time to time you chose to go beyond what you’ve known.

Loving yourself is having the courage to leave situations and people that are not serving your growth.

I figure all any kid needs is hope and the feeling he or she belongs.

The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I’d hoped to give you forever

I always entertain great hopes.

I think that’s exactly why the fantasy worlds of cartoon movies so strongly represent our hopes and yearnings. They illustrate a world of lost possibilities for us.

I gave them hope, and so turned away their eyes from death.

Each moment that passes changes you. You can’t even own yourself. How can you ever hope to own anyone or anything else.

The whole world is divided for me into two parts: one is she, and there is all happiness, hope, light; the other is where she is not, and there is dejection and darkness.

Hope is not found in a way out but a way through.