This is a break from your life, a deviation from your story, a silly side road that you went down just far enough to realize that it was time you turned back.
You see, what you’re doing right now does not determine your worth. Your worth is not your age, your rage, your job or your GPA. Your worth is not your relationship status or your sexual orientation or the way you walk or talk. Your worth is not how extroverted you are or are not. It is not reflected by how many parties you go to, how many friends you have, where you have been in the past or even where you are going.
Your worth is buried in whatever makes you come alive and whatever keeps you up at night. Your worth is measured by what makes you cry out in laughter and what makes you break down in tears. By the things that you’d fly across the world for in an instant and by what you cannot let go of for the life of you. Your worth is whatever you are good at and happy with and feel ignited through doing and don’t you ever let anyone tell you something different.
