I used to find it nearly impossible to put my work out in the world that I thought was unfinished or not good enough.
Own who you are and learn to love all of you, so you can be free.
I’ve realized no matter who I am, what I do, or what I look like, people will always judge me.
I turn 38-years-old today. Since I spent the first 18 years (mostly) following my parents and schools' expectations, I consider today the 20th anniversary of figuring out life on my own.
Think about how much more you’d get done if you didn’t worry about what other people thought. If you allowed them to think what they want.
When you think in extremes about yourself, you end up feeling shitty because the reality is we’re super complex.
We think we know how the world is supposed to be, how our life is supposed to be, and somehow it’s never exactly right.