I wasn’t asked to a single dance in high school and didn’t have a serious romantic relationship until I was 22. And like, yeah that shit hurt when I was younger. I had a lot of fears that I was unlovable and that I didn’t deserve to be happy. And every time I would try to talk to anyone about it, the conversation became, “you’ll find someone”, when it should have been, “you don’t need a relationship or a date, you’re lovable & complete & beautiful on your own”.

Be patient with others. You took years or decades to change your wrong ways but you become impatient with them in seconds or minutes.

and there was a day when I thought it was the end, but then my God said “my dear, that’s not apart of the plan”.

And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

The path isn’t a straight line; it’s a spiral. You continually come back to things you thought you understood and see deeper truths.