no one tells you how much of life takes practice. not just writing, painting, running, singing, etc, but practicing how to make friends. how to make the right ones. getting practiced at how to be a good friend, a good sibling, a good person. practice identifying when people haven’t earned that. learning to recognize your right to rage and, eventually, how to offer mercy. so much of life is muscle memory, and i’ve begun to realize there are so many more parts of ourselves to flex and stretch and strengthen than those we’re taught in anatomy lessons

“what kept me sane was knowing that things would change, and it was a question of keeping myself together until they did.” nina simone

my body does not need to beg for rest. i give it to it freely.

I love how when you eat better, you feel, look, smell and taste better! drink your water, eat your vegetables and get active. You will be glowing inside out. 🍓🍇🫐🥦🍉🥑

what you compare yourself to doesn't exist