Whoever told you that you were hard to love didn’t truly see you when you spoke about everything you loved, didn’t understand your passion, didn’t know how hard it was for you to get up every morning despite the world trying to knock you down again. You are a bright burning galaxy and some people aren’t worthy of your light - but they don’t want to admit that the fault is their own. You aren’t hard to love. They just didn’t know how to love you for who you are.

“Looking back at the girl I used to be and the shit I would allow/tolerate makes me so happy about the woman I am today. I’m come FAR as hell”

“You can start over today. Right in this minute. It doesn’t have to be a Monday or a new year to recreate yourself.”

“One of the hardest things you will ever have to do is grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.”