Patrice makes perfect, NOT.

“But don’t forget the songs that made you cry and the songs that saved your life”

“I’ve always been a slow learner in some areas of my life.mostly the areas known as myself. Or maybe I should say ‘selves.’because the fact is, I’ve never, even as a child, felt I’m only one self, only one person. I’ve always felt I’m quite a few more than one. For example, there’s my jokey self, there’s my morose and fed-up self,there’s my lewd and disgusting self. There’s my clever-clogs self, and my fading-violet-who-cant-make-up-her-mind-about-anything self. There’s my untidy-clothes-everywhere-all-over-my-room self, and my manically tidy self when I want my room to be minimalist and Zen to the ninth degree. There’s my confidant, arrogant self and my polite and reasonable and good listener self. There’s my self-righteous self and my wickedly bad self, my flaky self and my sentimental self. There are selfs I like and selfs I don’t like.there’s my little-girl self who likes to play silly games and there’s my old-woman self when I’m quite sure I’m eighty and edging towards geriatric.

We need women who are so strong they can be gentle, so educated they can be humble, so fierce they can be compassionate, so passionate they can be rational, and so disciplined they can be free.

If I had to give you one piece of advice it would be this: Don’t be intimidated by other peoples’ opinions.