Don't let society dictate how you feel about yourself. Don't give away that power. That is yours and yours only.
But I don't need these self prescribed lines and boundaries anymore. I don't WANT them. I want to live outside the lines. I want my coloring to go all over the fucking page, lines be damned.
Just imagine how different this world of ours would be if each of us committed to treating one another with kindness.
I’d like to stop approaching my life as though it were one big self-improvement project. I’d like more joy and less judgment. More love, fewer lists.
Our struggles -- our imperfections -- are what make us so strong, so valuable, and frankly, SO FREAKING AWESOME.
It's an incredibly comforting thought -- that no matter what life throws at us, we always have what we need.
So there's your uplifting, motivational message for the day: Nothing is completely controllable, life is unpredictable and always changing, and anxiety and discomfort are just par for the course. So let go, ride the waves, and breathe.
Thoughts, technology, drugs, and whatever else we use to escape aren’t really the problem, though. The problem is our inability to be with what is. It’s our need to avoid discomfort by whatever means necessary.