Becoming fearless isn’t the point. That’s impossible. It’s learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.

Be strong enough to stand alone, smart enough to know when you need help, and brave enough to ask for it.

Not every day is your best, but some days can and will be.

No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side. Or you don’t.

I forgive you. However you disgusted me, and I disgusted you. I can’t love you. But I can forgive you.

I think of you so often you have no idea.