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Who was I before I became who the world told me to be?
We forgot how to know when we learned how to please. This is why we live hungry.
We are here to fully introduce ourselves, to impose ourselves and ideas and thoughts and dreams onto the world, leaving it changed forever by who we are and what we bring forth from our depths.
When women lose themselves, the world loses its way. We do not need more selfless women. What we need right now is more women who have detoxed themselves so completely from the world’s expectations that they are full of nothing but themselves. What we need are women who are full of themselves. A woman who is full of herself knows and trusts herself enough to say and do what must be done. She lets the rest burn.
The memos I’ve written for myself are neither right nor wrong; they are just mine.
I have entered the place I thought was death, and it has turned out to be life itself. I entered this Ache alone, but inside it I have found everyone.
Every truth is a kindness, even if it makes others uncomfortable.
It is a blessing to know a free woman. Sometimes she will stop by and hold up a mirror for you. She will help you remember who you are.
Our boys are just as human as our girls are. They need permission, opportunities, and safe places to share their humanity.
Let’s get comfortable allowing our men to gently and consistently express the pain of being human, so that violent release isn’t their go-to option.
Every time you’re given a choice between disappointing someone else and disappointing yourself, your duty is to disappoint that someone else. Your job, throughout your entire life, is to disappoint as many people as it takes to avoid disappointing yourself.
letting old structures burn can feel uncomfortable and disorienting. Rumbling freedom is scary because at first it feels like chaos.
Good art originates not from the desire to show off but from the desire to show yourself.
Must be nice to feel worthy of the space you take up on the earth without hustling to earn it every minute. Must be nice to rest and still feel worthy.
Where is the pain in the world that you just cannot stand? Stand there. The thing that breaks your heart is the very thing you were born to help heal.
I’ve also learned that while choosing joy makes it easier for me to love myself and my life, it seems to make it harder for the world to love me.
I have noticed that it seems easier for the world to love a suffering woman than it is for the world to love a joyful, confident woman.”
