Last night I got caught up in an "emotionally reflective moment" as I sat and listened to a live video of Linkin Park performing the song "crawling", I began contemplating how utterly sad not only the song was, but also his story and the way in which it ended.
Everything I was told should be my greatest insecurities and weaknesses, everything that I've been labeled - short, nerdy, skinny, weak, impulsive, ugly, tomboy, poor, rebel, loud, freak, crazy - turned out to be my greatest strengths. I didn't become successful in spite of them. I became successful because of them - AJ Lee
What should I wear, who is going to fetch the kids, what can I cook tonight, How am I going to pay this/that bill, why haven’t I heard from them in forever, how am I going to provide for my child’s future, will I ever find someone to love, what do I really want to do with my life????? Any of these sound familiar?
“Energy vampires prey on others because they are in pain, and their behavior is a disguised cry for help. However, the important thing to remember is that you are not responsible for resolving their issues. While you can offer help to an energy vampire, it is ultimately their responsibility to sort our their struggles.” ― Aletheia Luna
“Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.” ― William Shakespeare
>“Because one believes in oneself, one doesn't try to convince others. Because one is content with oneself, one doesn't need others' approval. Because one accepts oneself, the whole world accepts him or her.”
I have shared some of this part of my journey before, but I have felt an increasing need to re-trace and re-share those steps again in the last few days.
“Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely.” ― Roy T. Bennett
People will often look at me like I am mad because when I pick up a book, the very first thing I do is fan through the pages and smell it.
Recently, I wanted to write a post about love, but I didn't - I wrote about something else. Later that day I read another post about love written by somebody else