Uncertain as I was as I pushed forward. I felt right in my pushing, as if the effort itself meant something.
What if I was never redeemed? What if I already was?
I love music and listen to music all the time, but I didn’t realize how much my body needed music. I needed it more than sex.
How wild it was, to let it be.
If someone is being unkind or petty or jealous or distant or weird, you don’t have to take it in. You don’t have to turn it into a big psychodrama about your worth. That behavior so often is not even about you. Don’t own other people’s crap.
Run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.
If there’s one thing I believe more than I believe anything else, it’s that you can’t fake the core. The truth that lives there will eventually win out. It’s a god we must obey, a force that brings us all inevitably to our knees.
Men’s stories are seen as universal, women’s as particular. What women are up against is the battle to not be marginalized.
The healing power of even the most microscopic exchange with someone who knows in a flash precisely what you’re talking about because she experienced that thing too cannot be overestimated.
My mom said there’s a sunrise and a sunset every day and you can choose to be there or not. You can put yourself in the way of beauty.
I’d walk and think about my entire life. I’d find my strength again, far from everything that had made my life ridiculous.
Fear, to a great extent, is born of a story we tell ourselves.