Who Would You Be Without Your Story?

Reality Doesn't Wait For Your Opinion, Vote, Or Permission, Sweetheart. It Just Keeps Being What It Is And Doing What It Does.

Who I Believed Myself To Be Was A Hopeless Case. I Would Wake Up In The Mornings And Notice I Was Still Alive And Breathing And Hate God, Hate Myself, Hate Life, And Contemplate Ways Of Killing Myself.

Defense Is The First Act Of War.

Placing The Blame Or Judgment On Someone Else Leaves You Powerless To Change Your Experience; Taking Responsibility For Your Beliefs And Judgments Gives You The Power To Change Them

There Is No Peace In The World Until You Find Peace Within Yourself In This Moment.